Ren Yueyin was left in the room, and she was angry and hateful when she watched Li Shuai's back as she left. Why did she agree to the agent's invitation to participate in the variety show, didn't she just give her more money?

She relied on fans to buy tickets for her debut, don't fans like her when they vote for her? She stayed on the stage in the end, and she also seriously prepared for the stage to give back to the fans. And besides, she didn't force him, he did it voluntarily anyway.

He Li Shuai is not the only fan who brushes money for her, she values him and gives him the opportunity to participate in variety shows with herself, what qualifications do you have to shake her face?

Thinking about it like this, the anger in Ren Yueyin's heart not only did not go out, but became more and more intense. The smell of instant noodle seasoning packets slowly came from the kitchen, and some inferior flavors poured into her nostrils, further irritating her.

"Li Shuai! I want to eat," Ren Yueyin walked into the kitchen and saw Li Shuai holding a white instant noodle bowl, which really contained the source of the fragrance of the room.

Li Shuai, who was aroused by the aroma, finally regained a little energy, he looked at Ren Yueyin's empty hands and asked, "Then why don't you take instant noodles?" ”

Is it because she doesn't have the taste to her liking, so she doesn't eat it?

It's better not to eat, the instant noodles at home can last an extra meal, he doesn't have to cook it for her, and he can save time to sleep and catch up.

"I want to eat rice!" Ren Yueyin stomped her feet angrily, her hands clenched into fists hanging down at her sides, trembling slightly.

"But I won't, so you can only eat instant noodles."

The glass bowl in his hand is not insulated, the heat is transmitted from the wall of the bowl to his fingertips, slightly hot, Li Shuai frowned, and moved his steps to prepare to go out.

"But I want to eat, do you understand?" Ren Yueyin was completely stimulated by Li Shuai's indifferent attitude, she stepped forward and pushed Li Shuai's arm with her bare hand.

The instant noodle bowl with the lid removed was poured over with the movement of the hand, and the red steaming noodle soup drew an arc in the air and took root in Li Shuai's body.

"Hiss..." Li Shuai subconsciously let go, and the bowl in his hand fell to the ground. The noodle soup splashed in all directions, causing the two of them to take a step back in unison.

"What are you doing?" Ren Yueyin roared, "Did you do it on purpose? ”

Immediately afterwards, Ren Yueyin started a one-sided scolding war in the kitchen, and the idol burden was left behind by her.

[The world is not worth it: Ren Yueyin is really a treasure girl, the more I look at it, the more shocked I am. ]

[Three lives and all things: she is the one who makes trouble unreasonably, she is the one who does it, and she is the one who beats the rake, she is really the first person in the entertainment industry. ]

[Mathematics makes me bald: This man is the main force that sent her debut, Ren Yueyin treats others like this, like a son who is older and beats his father? ]

[The world is sweet: The upstairs metaphor is absolute, this fan can be regarded as her food and clothing parents, and it is said that she spent a suite in the fifth ring of C City. ]

[Eraser no skin: WOC, is it true upstairs?] How dare such a rich boss treat him like this? It's me and I have to nod and support others, this sister is really bold. ]

Now that the time has reached the evening, it is the peak period for netizens to go online, and Ren Yueyin's topic "#任月音发脾气#" was quickly hit on the top of the hot search. There is even a tendency to reach the top.

Zhuang Jin had been waiting for Fu Mo in the dining room for an hour, Fu Mo didn't let him see the situation in the kitchen, he could only chat with netizens in the live broadcast room boredly.

"Trust Sicily, she should... It won't be too bad," Zhuang Jin said weakly, even though he had a filter that was 800 meters thick now, he couldn't believe that little princess had made anything.

[Nine-pound fifteen pence: Brother, you have too much confidence in Sicily, in fact, there is really no need.] ]

[404: I have a lot of faith in the little princess, and I'm sure she'll not let the brothers wash their hair upside down and eat the dictionary.] ]

[Return: Yes, it's not that our little princess doesn't know how to cook, but she's kind-hearted and doesn't want fans to suffer those hardships.] My little princess, who is beautiful and kind, and rich, finally took on everything by herself. ]

The more netizens talked, the more energetic they became, and the kitchen door also opened with a "click" at this moment. The door was slowly pulled open, revealing Fu Wei wearing an apron. Her face is still pure and good-looking, and she is not like the heroine who can't cook in film and television dramas, and she is a mess.

"It's all right, you can wash your hands and get ready to eat," as he said, Fu Wei pointed to the camera that was already facing him, and said angrily: "I guess you must have said that I can't cook, don't be surprised later." ”

When Fu Wei brought out the dishes from the kitchen, netizens were no longer surprised, they were already shocked to petrification.

[Dark fairy tale: I'm a little princess who suddenly knows how to stir-fry?] ]

[The general is a few years old: The same upstairs is shocked, the little princess is disillusioned in my heart, how can the little princess know how to stir-fry? ]

[Poor little who can't make money: The little princess who can cook is not Cinderella, right?] But I care more about the guy who washes his hair upside down. ]

[The scenery is supreme: the flag can't stand randomly, so I squatted on the live broadcast number.] ]

"You did all this?" Zhuang Jin stood at the table, looking at the four dishes and one soup on the table, secretly surprised.

Steamed scallops with garlic, pearl meatballs, duck with roast beer, braised beef and a crockpot of pigeon soup. It is neatly placed on the table, and it is not as good as the color and flavor in the restaurant, but it looks like the middle and upper level of home-cooked food.

"That's right," Fu Wei nodded, put a bowl of rice in front of Zhuang Jin, and then pinched his chopsticks and looked at Zhuang Jin intently, not wanting to miss a trace of his expression.

"The taste is so good, it's all the same as the one in the restaurant," a slice of beef swallowed down the esophagus, and Zhuang Jin couldn't help but praise. In the end, he underestimated Fu Xuan.

Fu Wei's dishes are really good, and it's not the first time that he can make them by looking at the recipes. The absence of seasonings in the kitchen does not mean that he can't cook, it is his preconceived and narrow-minded thinking.

"But how do you learn to cook?"

According to Fu Tao's family background, she can stretch out her hands to open her mouth, and learning to cook is really unnecessary for her. If it's an interest, it doesn't make sense, if it's an interest, why isn't there a spice in the kitchen?

Fu Mo covered her mouth and laughed quietly, and when she had laughed enough, she put down her hand, and asked Zhuang Jin with an aggrieved face: "I didn't learn to cook, I just learned to cook these dishes, my brother said when he was on the show before, my favorite is these dishes." ”

"So it's because of me?"

"That's right, I went to learn because my brother liked me," Fu Wei's face flushed, and he looked at Zhuang Jin's eyes with a little embarrassment, and continued: "Since I like my brother, I have learned a lot of new skills." ”

Because of myself...

Zhuang Jin's ears were red, and he lowered his head and picked up the rice in the bowl.

[Executor, Zhuang Jin's ears are red.] 1973 reminded.

"Red?" Fu Yu glanced at it, yo, it's true.

"It's good to be popular, if it's popular, it means that his heart is moving, at this rate, I don't have to wait until the end of the variety show, I can sleep with him."

That's nice.

Fu Mo was a little low because of cooking, and her mood was instantly beautiful.

[Jin Qiu: What's the matter with me suddenly being a little envious of Zhuang Jin?] The little princess threw money at him to support the lottery, not to mention, but also to learn to cook for him...]

[Baiyun Canggou: I suspect that Zhuang Jin is smoking from the ancestral tomb, otherwise how could he be liked by the little princess?] ]

[I'm also sour today: To be honest, don't you think that chasing stars like a little princess is very positive? ] Because the star you like learns new skills to enrich yourself and make yourself better, this is simply a model of positive energy star chasing, okay? But that doesn't stop me from being sour. ]

[Positive Energy +1]

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