Jin Xinqian heard Mo Xiaobei say that she didn't find this place, he was stunned for a moment, and was about to make a joke, when he suddenly thought of another thing, and his smiling face suddenly became cloudy, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Is it Ye Muyang?"

"Hmm......" Mo Xiaobei hesitated and nodded. I still remember that time she had a fever, which was very serious. Ye Muyang wanted to send her to the hospital for medical treatment, but she was unwilling to live or die. Ye Muyang had no choice but to accompany her at home every day. I have no appetite for anything to eat and I don't want to eat because I have a fever. Ye Muyang changed his methods to cook food for her all day long, and Mo Xiaobei was still thin after the worst. There was no way, so Ye Muyang asked around if there was any delicious millet porridge. That's when I found this weekly.

Kim Shin-hue awkwardly did not speak. Just now he was praising this porridge for being delicious, but now he thinks that this porridge is not delicious at all.

Mo Xiaobei looked at his awkward appearance and knew what he was thinking, and smiled. In fact, Jin Xinqian is like a child, very simple.

At this time, a news was being broadcast on the TV in the corner, and there was a cooking competition. The first place winner will receive two flights to Paris and an official invitation to the five-star hotel Shen.

Mo Xiaobei knew that Jin Xinqian was not interested in these. There are two reasons, his family is already very rich, and he can't go to the competition desperately for two tickets. Second: The reason why his family is rich is because his family itself runs a chain brand of a catering company.

So she just drank the porridge lightly, letting the warm current pass through her heart, this winter, in fact, drinking a bowl of white rice porridge is enough to be happy.

Kim Shin-kyun didn't think so. He carefully read the rules and introduction of the competition, and then said to Mo Xiaobei with a smile: "Xiaobei, I plan to participate in this competition."

"Poof-" The porridge that Mo Xiaobei hadn't had time to swallow suddenly squirted out, spraying Jin Xinqian's face. He wasn't annoyed, he pulled a tissue and wiped the rice on his face, just looked at Mo Xiaobei firmly and dotingly.

Mo Xiaobei was stunned for a moment, laughed, and said, "Xinqian, don't make trouble." She still thinks he's just joking.

"I didn't make a fuss." Kim Shin-heeon's expression looked very serious. He said: "Xiaobei, this time I am serious. So you must support me. After saying this, he stood up and took out a hundred yuan from his wallet and slapped it on the table, took Mo Xiaobei's hand and ran: "Xiaobei, you are responsible for giving me a taste." He said with a grin, his eyes sparkling with fire.

He also has his own little Jiujiu in his heart, which is facing the whole country during the competition. When the time comes, he must let the name Mo Xiaobei resound in the south of the Yangtze River and become the happiest woman in this world.

"Eh......" Jin Xinqian has always been a character who is full of wind and fire. What he decided, it was basically ten cows that couldn't be pulled back. Mo Xiaobei simply didn't persuade him, but only followed him to the nearest vegetable market to buy the freshest ingredients and prepare to go home to cook for him. Be a guinea pig yourself.

It has been said that men who are serious are the most handsome. No matter how naïve and childish Jin Xinqian usually looks, but at this moment, just a side face that is seriously chopping vegetables, Mo Xiaobei is already fascinated.

His sleeves were rolled up high, revealing his white arms. At this moment, gently chop the meat sauce on the cutting board and knock out a nice note.

A sudden burst of stomach acid welled up in his throat. Mo Xiaobei panicked all of a sudden. She didn't dare to make a sound, for fear that Jin Xinqian would hear it, so she had to cover her mouth hard to endure the fishy sweetness in her chest and run to the toilet.

"Xiaobei, come and help me fold the vegetables." Kim Shin-kyun couldn't be busy alone, and the game started the day after tomorrow. He was going to make Yangzhou fried rice, because Mo Xiaobei's favorite food when he was in college was Yangzhou fried rice. Where would he, a foreigner, do this? I had to study hard, but I didn't expect to get better and better in the future.

"Okay." Look at the woman in the mirror with a crimson face and wet eyes. Mo Xiaobei bowed again and slapped the water on his face. I checked it carefully before heading to the kitchen.

She kept her head down from head to toe, and kept her head down when folding green beans. Keep your head down when paddling potatoes. Keep your head down when washing white turnips. Jin Xinqian finally noticed that something was wrong, he put down the spatula and turned Mo Xiaobei's body away from him, held her face with his hand, and asked strangely, "What's wrong with Xiaobei?"

The flush on Mo Xiaobei's face had faded, and there was a faint sickly white. Jin Xinqian frowned: "Why is your face so pale?"

"It's okay." Mo Xiaobei shook his head and patted Jin Xinqian's hand away with his frozen red hand: "Go cook, I'll have to try the dishes later."

Jin Xinqian grabbed Mo Xiaobei's cold and oozing hand, rubbed it vigorously and sent it to his mouth. He blamed himself while giving Mo Xiaobei a sigh of relief: "Xiaobei, it's all my fault, it's all my fault." Why didn't I take into account that it's winter now, and your hands must be frozen and hurt. Seeing Mo Xiaobei's success, he was very distressed.

"It's okay." Mo Xiaobei wanted to withdraw his hand, but Jin Xinqian didn't let him, he dragged her hand to prevent her from letting go, and suddenly twisted his brows and blamed Mo Xiaobei: "Do you want me to die of guilt?" The water is so cold, why don't you know how to tell me? You must be estranged from me like this, and you are happy to see me in pain? You stupid woman! ”

Mo Xiaobei didn't know why he lost his temper, so he had to obediently and obediently watch TV in the living room with a warm baby.

After a while, Jin Xinqian came out with a plate of Yangzhou fried rice that increased his appetite at the first sight of the color.

Mo Xiaobei didn't have any appetite at all, but looking at the dish, he couldn't help but finish it in one go. After finishing, Jin Xinqian gave a thumbs up: "It's better than before." The fragrance is soft, and the thick fragrance is tightly wrapped around the tip of the tongue, and then transported from the tip of the tongue to every cell in the mouth.

Jin Xinqian listened to Mo Xiaobei's praise, smiled happily and bent his eyes. He looked at Mo Xiaobei and said to her very seriously: "Xiaobei, do you know what Lu Dao is for, my cooking skills are even better than before?" Because when I was in Seoul, every time I thought of you, I would think of the happy expression on your face when you ate my fried rice. I think every day, I do it every day, how can there be a reason why cooking skills don't go up? ”

He was serious. Mo Xiaobei didn't know how to answer, so he could only lower his head and clasp his fingernails, biting his lower lip and not speaking.

Jin Xinqian was a little disappointed, and when he looked at her expression, he knew that she must not have forgiven herself. But well...... It's a long time coming. One day, he wants to regain Mo Xiaobei's love!

Jin Xinqian stood up, glanced at his watch, and said to Mo Xiaobei: "Xiaobei, don't you go to work the day after tomorrow, okay?" Just watch the TV at home, and then I can tell that you are cheering me on, and I will be more motivated! "The tournament is national, live on TV.

"Okay." Mo Xiaobei nodded vigorously: "I will definitely watch the TV to cheer for you!"