Si Tong peeled a large shrimp and sent the shrimp indifferently to his mouth.

The action is very natural, but the appearance of eating shrimp with an expressionless face is strange and cute: "Indisputable." ”

"Poof." After getting Si Tong's answer, Song Huizhen didn't mean to get to the bottom of it, but smiled, "Oh my God, your expression just now is so cute!" ”

I'm a woman, and I can't help but be fascinated by your expression just now!

Si Tong tilted his head, blinked, and opened the shell of a prawn in his hand, and it was the entrance again.

"No, I'm about to be cutely touched by your expression." Song Huizhen forgot the question she had just asked Si Tong, and stretched out her hands forward, reaching on both sides of Si Tong's cheeks: "Can I pinch your face?" ”

is so delicate, fair-skinned and beautiful, it looks pink and tender, will it feel more comfortable when pinched than it looks?

Song Huizhen asked excitedly.

Si Tong was holding a prawn in both fingertips, her hands were greasy, and in the face of Song Huizhen's question, she bowed her head and nodded.

Song Huizhen, a woman, put her hand on the side of Si Tong's cheeks and gently kneaded it, and the person screamed excitedly: "Oh my God! The texture is good! Si Tong, do you have a boyfriend? Has your boyfriend ever treated you like this, this, or that? ”

Si Tong: "......" Yu Xing seemed to her...... Everything has been done except the last step.

"Hye-jin, let's go!"

The call of Song Hye-jin's friends came from the door of the classroom.

"Good! I'm coming! Song Huizhen turned her head and shouted at the door of the classroom, then turned around, withdrew her hand, and said to Si Tong:

"It's time for me to go, my friend called me, you remember to finish the shrimp!"

With a wave of her hand, Song Hye-jin left the classroom.

Almost no one will stay in the classroom after the class is over, like Si Tong.

After a while, there was only one person in the cooking class.

Ordinary girls stay alone in the classroom and don't find a companion, which makes them feel a little lonely.

But the pupil is different.

Hitomi is the kind of person who is suitable for walking alone in the dark.

Eat all the braised prawns made by Song Huizhen, and Si Tong still stays in the cooking classroom to learn to make fried shrimp.

She had never tried to make a dish on her own before.

Pour the oil into the pan.

Accidentally poured half a barrel of oil.

Si Tong cut open the garlic, and the kitchen knife was so sharp that he almost cut his fingers when he cut down.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly and reached back before the kitchen knife fell.

She doesn't cut vegetables except for meat.

Hitomi frowned.

Finally, the garlic is chopped, the green onion is chopped, and the ginger is chopped.

Mio uses a kitchen knife to cut vegetables, the garlic cut out is one big and small, the green onion is long and one is short, and the ginger is bigger than the shrimp.

The cooking teacher said it in class.

Put the garlic and ginger in the oil, and after a minute, add the prawns, stir-fry them, and then pour in the chopped green onions, soy sauce, sugar, etc.

Hitomi uses a bowl to hold the garlic and ginger and pour it directly into the pot.

When oil meets water, the oil will splash out and burn the hands of the cook.

The garlic and ginger are accompanied by water trails, and as soon as they are put into the pot, the oil splashes all over the place.

Si Tong didn't know this, and when the oil splashed out because of the garlic and ginger, she also stood in place and didn't dodge.

Let the oil splash out of the splash will splash on the back of her hand in an instant.

Just before the oil stain was about to splash on the back of her hand.

A large palm, one step ahead, attached to the back of her palm.

Yu Xing hugged her from behind Si Tong.

The oil stains that should have splashed on the back of Si Tong's hand all splashed onto Yu Xing's big palm attached to the back of her hand.

Si Tong's hand was tightly guarded by Yu Xing, and there was no chance of burning.

The boiling oil is heated at a temperature of 100 degrees Celsius.

But Yu Xing didn't even stretch the corners of his eyebrows, his handsome side face, lowered his head to the side, and looked at Si Tong with his afterglow, and said:

"So careless? Well? ”

Although there was a slight reprimand, Yu Xing's voice was very soft, and he was also blaming her for almost hurting herself.

He doesn't allow it, his Mio hurts himself in the slightest, and he will feel distressed.

(End of chapter)