A handful of black sesame seeds were evenly sprinkled by Qian Chen on the surface of the fried buns, followed by chopped green onions.

A rich aroma came to his nose, Qian Chen couldn't help but sniff vigorously with his nose, and his mouth involuntarily began to secrete a large amount of saliva.

"That's it!"

Qian Chen hurriedly picked up a fried bun with chopsticks and took a bite of it.

Poof!

The rich seafood soup immediately erupts.

"Hot! Scald! Scald! ”

The raw fry that had just come out of the pot, the soup inside was extremely hot, and Qian Chen wanted to spit it out directly, but he was reluctant.

After the initial discomfort, a rich flavor rushed into his mouth.

It's so delicious, how can he be willing to vomit it.

With such a very contradictory psychology, Qian Chen could only shake his head vigorously while covering his mouth with his hands, for fear that he would not be able to bear to spit out the raw fry in his mouth.

From a distance, he covered his mouth and shook his head, as if he was convulsing.

- If the cooking is more than 60% complete, congratulations to the host for obtaining the unnamed recipe (green), please name the host.

Qian Chen finally swallowed the raw frying, and then he stuck out his tongue and used his palm to frantically cool his tongue, and when he heard the words of the system, Qian Chen replied casually.

"It's called 'small money fried raw fried'."

- Small money fried (green), the naming is complete.

- There is still a lot of room for improvement in this recipe, and I hope that the host will continue to work hard.

- Hint: When the completion of the cooking reaches 90% or more, special effects will appear, and when the completion reaches 100%, the cooking will break through the original grade.

Qian Chen knew very well that the system was tempting him to study the same dish over and over again.

He wanted to do that too, but tomorrow morning, the IGO auditors were coming, and there wasn't enough time for him to cram around.

At this moment, accompanied by a faint fragrance, a pair of smooth and tender little hands quietly reached out from behind, gently covering Qian Chen's eyes.

"Guess who I am?"

A crisp and pleasant voice sounded in his ears, and the air exhaled from his red lips blew on Qian Chen's earlobe, which immediately made his heart itch slightly.

"Can't guess, can't guess."

Although he was 100% sure in his heart, Qian Chen immediately raised his hand and surrendered.

However, this slightly perfunctory attitude obviously made the beauty behind him slightly angry.

"Brother-kun, can't you be more like a little more cooperative~"

Shi Yu Jiao behind him said angrily.

“。。。”

Qian Chen couldn't help but sigh in his heart! After a moment, he couldn't help but think of the fear of being dominated by his sister before.

The sister who looks dignified and elegant on the outside, but lives in the heart with a little devil can't be provoked, can't be provoked!

"Forget it, seeing that you work so hard, I'll forgive you this time."

Unexpectedly, this time, Shi Yu easily let him go.

When Qian Chen was a little confused, Shi Yu had a new move.

She put down her palm, then came to Qian Chen's face, picked up a handkerchief and wiped the sweat beads on Qian Chen's forehead.

This sudden intimate move suddenly made Qian Chen at a loss and speechless.

Qian Chen, who was a little flustered, naturally didn't notice it, and a faint flush also appeared on Shi Yu's fair cheeks.

An inexplicable sweet fragrance spread between the two.

After wiping the sweat beads on Qian Chen's forehead, Shi Yu gently patted the flour stain near Qian Chen's neckline.

"Let's go and rest early."

"Okay, okay."

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The other side of the city.

Located in a nightclub in Kabukicho, Shinjuku Ward.

All kinds of men and women hug or hug, in the constantly changing dim lights, like ghosts and ghosts that haunt at night.

The air is filled with alcohol, perfume and strong hormones.

There were faint moans in the loud music in my ears.

All kinds of external perceptions constantly stimulate Fujita's nerves.

"Damn the cousin! How dare you hit me! Wait, I'm going to make you look good! ”

Kumaji Fujita raised his glass in his left hand and took a sip of it.

His movements were so rapid that a considerable portion of the brown liquor spilled directly onto the clothes on his chest.

His right hand happened to be placed on the towering chest of the escort girl beside him, and as the master became emotional, he grabbed it hard.

The escort girl in a burgundy dress on the side suddenly changed her face.

Kumaji Fujita's action was quite rough, and he didn't even care about her feelings at all.

However, as a barmaid in a nightclub, not only can she not be angry with the owner, but she also has to be accompanied by a smiling face.

"Fujita-sama, drink more, don't think about that woman."

At this time, the escort girl on Fujita's left also picked up the bottle and poured him full of wine, while laughing.

"That's it, isn't it enough for Fujita-sama to have our sisters by his side?"

The two took turns to fight, and after a burst of seduction and laughter, they coaxed Fujita into laughter and kissed each of them on the cheek.

Being teased by the sexy escort girl, Fujita suddenly felt a flame rise from his lower abdomen.

Just as he threw the escort girl down on the sofa, about to do something he liked, the mobile phone on the coffee table rang.

Fujita immediately picked up his phone in annoyance and answered the phone with an impatient expression.

"Hello?"

Fujita's voice was filled with suppressed anger.

"It's me."

However, the moment Fujita heard the sound from the other side, it was as if his whole person had been poured from head to foot by a bucket of ice water.

His attitude immediately changed 180°, and he quickly got up from the escort girl, and said respectfully while waving for them to get out.

"Mr. Fukuoka, is there anything I can do for you?"

After a while, a voice came from the other end of the phone.

"How's that going?"

Fujita's face froze.

"Don't worry, I've got you covered."

"I must remind you that this matter is related to the overall layout of that adult, if you mess up, you don't have to come back to see me, go directly to the bottom of Tokyo Bay to accompany my old subordinates."

The voice on the other end of the line was still steady, indifferent.

Fujita Kumaji couldn't help but tremble, and big drops of cold sweat suddenly poured out of his forehead.

The lord on the other side of the phone was ruthless, but he did everything.

He Kumaji Fujita still has a great year and a great future, but he doesn't want to become another cement pile under Tokyo Bay.

He hurriedly patted his chest and reassured.

"Don't worry, I've inquired clearly, the auditor of IGO this time is actually the extremely picky 'Tongue of God', and the pair of sisters and brothers will definitely not be able to pass the assessment."

The voice on the phone couldn't help but pause.

Obviously, the daimyo of the 'Tongue of the Gods' is still relatively popular in the island nation of Japan.

"Okay, then I'll wait for your good news."

I don't know if it's an illusion, Fujita felt that the voice on the other side seemed to be calmed down by two points.

When he hung up the phone, he found that his back was all wet and most of the wine was sober.