Rong Miaofu was so frightened that she trembled with the fat in the bowl.

She raised her eyes and saw that the person was plump and cool, with deep and distinct facial features, excellent eyebrows and eyes, and a star-like look on the bright night, which set off his whole temperament and a few more dusty fairy spirits.

This Lu Chengyan is very close to the modeling face described in the novel!

Rong Miaofu's heart jumped suddenly, and she couldn't tell if the original owner's had committed it again, or she was also fascinated by the beauty of the male protagonist Lu Chengyan in front of her.

She said a little silly, "That ......"

"Do you still want to make up words!"

Lu Chengyan was cold, interrupting Rong Miaofu's words.

As soon as he left the palace, he heard that Sister Wan was innocently grounded, so he rushed back to the house to look around, but his wife actually came to scourge the kitchen.

"I've only been out of the house for a few days, and you're getting more and more crazy, causing trouble everywhere, I knew this was the case-"

Even if the Duke of Rongguo flattened the threshold and fell out with his mother-in-law, he, Lu Chengyan, would never marry such an arrogant and ruthless woman as his wife!

Lu Chengyan's words were very serious, and even he himself was shocked.

The lively handyman outside the kitchen couldn't help but gasp, according to Rong Miaofu's previous temperament, it is unknown that he became angry and smashed the entire kitchen.

However, Rong Miaofu, who was hit head-on, was not angry.

She secretly sighed that her unlucky wife had a hard life, her husband was not bad, but her mind was very clumsy, and after listening to the words sent by Wan Qingge, she decided that she was a wicked woman.

At this time, if it starts, it will be in line with the little white flower's intentions, and if it is the original Rong Miaofu, it will naturally suffer.

But she's not that stupid!

Rong Miaofu lowered her head and tasted the braised pig's trotters, which were moderately salty, with a faint spicy jump between the collagen, the entrance was not choking, and the aftertaste was fragrant with tea.

Putting down the chopsticks, Rong Miaofu slowly said to Xiaoqiu, "Xiaoqiu, this lo-mei can be out of the pot." Madame, I have personally tasted it to know that it is salty, you can learn to order, cooking is like this, being a person is even more so, it is like the taste, you have to taste it before serving. ”

Xiaoqiu didn't understand, "Girl, how can there be a fool who doesn't taste salty when cooking?" ”

Lu Chengyan's eyes were slightly stunned, and he heard Rong Miaofu's words.

Of course, he is not a fool, and he will not just listen to Sister Wan's words, but in view of the fact that Rong Miaofu has done so many barbaric and unreasonable things, what exception will there be this time?

His eyes swept over the stove, and he saw the lo-mei rolling up and down in the pot, and the rising heat shrouded her whole person in a particularly hazy manner, and her originally beautiful and tacky face actually added a little beauty and pity.

Thinking that she could put down her body even if her ten fingers did not touch the spring water in the past, Lu Chengyan's starry eyes faded away some anger.

"Why did the house treat you badly, why did you have to go to the kitchen yourself?"

Xiaoqiu hurriedly answered, "It's not that this subordinate has joined forces to practice our girl, and he won't even make a lo-mei!" The girl will have to do it herself. ”

The tip of Lu Chengyan's nose smelled the unusual spicy aroma of lo-mei, which was indeed a little different from what he had eaten in the past, was this lo-mei really made by Rong Miaofu himself?

He turned to look at the group of servants outside the door, and said coldly, "Is this really the case?" ”

The servants in the kitchen looked at each other, they didn't dare to embarrass Miaofu, she only needed lo-mei, and the only little five who could make lo-mei was stubborn, he refused to do it, even if he used a knife, it was useless.

Xiao Qiu's little hand pointed at the shortest man hidden among the servants, and the man was half red, but he still kept his neck silent.

"It's this little five! If you want to be good with the girl Wan in the third lady's room, you will ......"