Liu Jialan's mouth was smiling, but her eyes were not smiling, and it was as cold as a layer of ice.

Even Mu Fengmian was frightened by the cold hatred in her eyes.

Mu Fengmian OS: The two dead perverts of this man and a woman are really a raccoon dog, a natural pair! God actually let the two of them get together and make a mess, this is not scientific!

Rong Jiawei pondered for a moment and said with a smile: "In terms of taste alone, pass the test!" ”

Liu Jialan was a little angry.

Mu Fengmian felt a strong jealousy and unwillingness emanating from her body.

Mu Fengmian OS: This female pervert's jealousy is too strong!

Mu Fengmian scratched his head and said with a smile: "It seems that I am jealous of someone again!" Not to attract envy is mediocrity. Alas, it's good to get used to it. ”

Liu Jialan glared at Mu Fengmian fiercely.

Rong Jiawei asked with a smile: "It seems that you are used to it?" ”

Mu Fengmian smiled and said, "Who made me naturally beautiful and intelligent since I was a child?" Alas, it's not a good thing for a beautiful girl to be too good! ”

Rong Jiawei snorted, and the light smile on his face was like a murmuring stream.

Mu Fengmian secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, so far, she has already passed the three-course process.

Half an hour later, another scent came.

It's a mix of rice and meat, with hints of peanuts and hazelnuts...... Oh no, it seems to be the scent of pine cones...... Alas, in a word, the smell of nuts......

The fragrance came into his nostrils in bursts, making Rong Jiawei's saliva almost drip down.

He involuntarily sniffed his nose and turned his head to look for the source of the aroma.

Got it!

Claypot rice!

It's the Cantonese claypot rice he has loved since he was a child!

Is there such a fragrant claypot rice in the world?

Mu Fengmian proudly unveiled the lid of the clay pot.

An even stronger scent came out.

Rong Jiawei felt the extraordinary smell of this fragrance.

He said to Mu Fengmian: "I'm very happy, you actually made the claypot rice that I have loved since I was a child!" Was this a mere coincidence or a stroke of fate? ”

Liu Jialan interjected: "Master, it turns out that you like to eat claypot rice?" I'll do it too! In my impression, claypot rice belongs to Cantonese cuisine, which is a relatively common staple food in Guangdong. It has rice and a variety of meat and vegetable dishes, which are simple and convenient to make, delicious and nutritious, and are deeply loved by southerners. The first key to making claypot rice is to choose a good quality claypot. ”

Mu Fengmian said: "My mother doesn't like to cook, so I started learning to cook at the age of five, and the most common thing I do is claypot rice. It's not that I'm boasting, the claypot rice I make is definitely comparable to the master level of the restaurant. This time, I chose a traditional clay pot, which has a glossy glaze inside, and if it is covered with trachoma, it will never work. ”

Rong Jiawei smiled: "I think the pot you chose is okay!" I once heard my old maid who was in charge of cooking said that there are two things to pay attention to when making good claypot rice, one is that the sauce of the rice should be delicious and penetrate into the rice. The sauce is poured twice during the cooking process, and again after it comes out of the pot, and that's the trick! Second, the bottom of the pot should be burned out with a layer of golden pot, which is the favorite of many people, including me. If the pot you choose is not good, you can't burn the crispy and long pot, it is the essence of a pot! ”

At this time, Mu Fengmian poured a plate of black and bright sauce on the rice, and the two collided with each other, making a sizzling sound, which made people more appetizing.

This sound is the finishing touch to this dish!

Yung Jiawei tasted a few bites and couldn't help but praise: "I am also half a foodie, it can be said that wherever I go on a business trip, I will find local food for the first time, I never cook, but I am very good at eating, and people say that I am a new generation of food gods in Macau!" You love to cook and I love to eat, we are really a perfect match, a natural pair! Your claypot rice is the best claypot rice I've ever had. The traditional claypot rice is made of silk miao rice, what kind of rice do you use? ”

Mu Fengmian said: "My clay pot of smoked bamboo shoots and ham claypot rice is basmati rice from India. Grown in northern India, this fragrant rice is long, slender, white, crystal clear, and has a nut-like aroma that increases in length when cooked, reaching twice as long as raw rice. ”

Rong Jiawei took another bite of rice, and muttered: "Where is this dish cruel?" What a digression, minus! "Peerless Tang Gate fo

As he said this, his body ate one bite after another uncontrollably.

The tip of the tongue touches the slender and smooth rice grains, as if touching the freshly polished jade grains, and the taste is unique but elastic like marbles.

Before you bite into it, you feel the taste of fragrant rice spreading in your mouth.

As soon as I bite it, the fragrant rice on the tip of my tongue cracks, like a delicious depth charge bursting in my mouth.

He ate non-stop, and soon his meal was burnt.

The aroma of the pot exploded like an atomic bomb, and it sounded "click, click" in your mouth.

Crispy, sweet and salty, and has a unique flavor!

"This is definitely the best claypot rice I've ever had, not one of them! Perfect! Rong Jiawei said with a smile.

Mu Fengmian's face was happy, but that joy was like a flash in the pan, and it was immediately extinguished by Rong Jiawei's next sentence.

"But this dish is not cruel at all! Is it cruel to use ham? Rong Jiawei said calmly while reminiscing about the deliciousness of Fang Cai.

Mu Fengmian was also prepared, and she said with a hippie smile: "There is a widely circulated joke among Cantonese people that claypot rice is the most cruel rice, because the Cantonese word 'zai' means son. Isn't it cruel to cook and eat your own son? ”

Liu Jialan interjected: "You are playing tricks. If you really bring your son to the master, then you win. ”

Rong Jiawei's face stiffened, and he scolded: "Jialan, what are you talking about? Isn't her son my son? Do you dare to try it again? ”

Liu Jialan was so frightened that she hurriedly knelt down and apologized: "I'm sorry, I lost my words!" Please punish the master! ”

Rong Jiawei said: "Then punish you to accept the punishment of the horror box!" Wait a minute, go find W yourself, and accept the punishment! ”

Liu Jialan nodded hurriedly.

Rong Jiawei finished eating the claypot rice and smiled very contentedly: "Zi said that he was full of warmth and thought about that desire!" Now that I'm full, it's time to think about that desire. Sleep, go to our bedroom! ”

Mu Fengmian suddenly felt a sense of frustration that was inevitable! She didn't want her innocent body to be defiled by Rong Jiawei, she felt sorry for Gu Jingxing like this! But she also knew that with Gu Jingxing's temperament, if he could make a decision for her, he didn't want her to die unyieldingly! Because he wants her alive!

Gu Jingxing had told her before: "If one day, you meet a gangster, he has a gun, and I am not by your side, then you must be patient, you must be obedient, and you must ask him to take safety measures." If he doesn't have a condom, then give it to him! Don't feel sorry for me, I don't need you to be a chaste martyr, I just want you to live, I just want you to accompany me to old age! ”

Although she used to think that some of the content of Gu Jingxing's words was a little unpleasant, she knew very well that this was an extreme manifestation of Gu Jingxing's love for her! There is no resentment in the depths of love, this is probably what it looks like!

Therefore, in order to live up to Gu Jingxing's affection, she will definitely not resist to the death!

Liu Jialan pointed a pistol at Mu Fengmian's temple, Rong Jiawei picked up Mu Fengmian, came to the bedroom, helped her lie down on the incense couch, let her head rest on the mandarin duck pillow, and then began to kiss her face.

Mu Fengmian was trembling all over.

She is not a little girl who is too pure to understand anything, and at this point, she naturally understands everything.

She knew she would be hard to escape this time!

Still, she wanted to die and struggle! She won't do nothing and sit still!

She half-squinted, pondering Rong Jiawei's expression, and suddenly sneered: "What? Brother R, are you going to lift the veil of warmth? Come on, didn't Liu Jialan say that you are the devil? Then I will be pressed by the devil once, bitten by a wild dog! But you have to think clearly, if you do this, it will only make me hate you, make me hate you, and make me look down on you! Can't you just be a little patient with me? Don't you have to conquer me in a more advanced way? Don't you even have that confidence? Can't you even give me a little time to get used to it? ”

"Mianmian, I did this just because I liked you and didn't want to lose you! To like a person is to like a Mt. Fuji. I can see it, but I can't move it! Is there any way I can move a Mt. Fuji and make it come to me? The answer is, the mountain cannot come to me, you and I will go to the mountain by ourselves. "Rong Jiawei has a lot of crooked reasoning.

"Then if you like the sea, do you go and jump into the sea? Do you like Snow White, do you want her to eat poisoned apples? "Speaking of crooked reasoning, Mu Fengmian, who has the title of "Queen of Poisonous Chicken Soup", is not far behind!

Hearing this, Rong Jiawei's starry eyes lit up, his gaze was as cold as a carnivorous cheetah, and Jun's face had an unprecedented coldness.

"Hate me, huh? Well, hate me! If you really can't get your love, then at least get your hatred! So that at least you have me in your heart, you won't forget me, and you won't care! Remember my words, no matter how hard the wings are, I will fold them for you, want to fly? I'll imprison you for the rest of your life!" "Death Row Prisoners of Love"! Remember this song? My favorite of your songs is this one! You are now a death row inmate for my love! He laughs.

"But do you think that's interesting? It's not that I'm willing, I'm like a wood that doesn't cooperate with you, so you also find it fun? Even if you get my body, you can't get my heart! Twisted melons are not sweet! Or do you not have the confidence to conquer my heart, just use brute force! Mu Fengmian tried to delay time with the agitation method.