Chapter 137: All He Has in His Eyes (9)

"What are you looking at?" The dog in a cartoon T-shirt walked towards the woman with a hot dumpling, a pair of bloody eyes glanced at the gossip news on TV, and the corner of his eyes quickly passed a sneer after a success.

Hearing this, Qingyin hurriedly pressed the remote control to switch to another station, and replied casually, "It's just some boring gossip news, nothing..."

She didn't have much emotion about Miss White Fox's experience, but the place where Miss White Fox had an accident was the slum where they used to live, and most of the people who violated Miss White Fox were judged to be mixed-blood beasts living nearby.....

Well, it's better to let the dog know less about this kind of bad news.

Seeing that the woman didn't want to say, the dog didn't ask anymore, and hurriedly brought the steamed dumplings he had just learned to the woman to the woman, and the tail behind him swayed from side to side.

"Yinyin, try it, it's the first time I've made steamed dumplings, and I don't know if it's delicious or not...."The man's tone was obviously a little apprehensive, and a pair of clear blood pupils looked at the person in front of him expectantly.

Qingyin was not polite when he heard this, and he didn't even have time to take the chopsticks with the hand that put down the melon petal, so he stretched out the steamed dumplings directly to the plate.

Seeing this, the man exclaimed, "Be careful!" ”

Before the words fell, the man took a step ahead of the woman and picked up a steamed dumpling on the plate with his hand and sent it to the woman's mouth, his face was full of well-behaved, ".... So that there is no fear. ”

Qingyin's eyes were slightly stunned, he looked at his hand that was stopped in mid-air, and then looked at the hand that the man brought to his mouth, and a smile suddenly slipped through his dark eyes.

Stupid Dog.....

Knowing that the steamed dumplings were just out of the pot and hot to prevent her from eating with her hands, but feeding her with her hands again, what kind of trouble is this?

The next moment.

Softly and obediently, he opened his mouth and ate the steamed dumplings fed by the man into his mouth.

Originally, she thought that no matter how good the dumplings tasted, she must show a positive look.

After all, this kind of swallow steamed dumplings test the chef's carefulness and patience, the harmony of the meat filling, every drop of oil, a grain of salt....

The heat during the steaming process, the length of time, and the water level of the soup....

It takes a long time to make real Yansi steamed dumplings, even Sangmian, who has a talent for cooking, has practiced three failures before finally steaming the most perfect Yansi steamed dumplings.

The first time the dog cooked, he was able to pinch the shape of the swallow silk steamed dumplings so delicate and small that he didn't leak the filling, which was already an amazing talent, as for the rest..... Take your time.

Thinking of this, Qingyin made up his mind, no matter how the steamed dumplings tasted, he must praise the people in front of him.

Can.....

The delicate translucent steamed dumplings are slowly bitten in the mouth, and the slightly glutinous taste of the dumpling skin makes the woman's dark eyes stunned, and the next moment, the fragrant flavor of the meat filling fills the lips and teeth, smooth and soft, and the full thick soup flows on the tip of the tongue.....

The woman was stunned, and a pair of dark eyes looked at the man in front of her in disbelief, her eyes stunned.

Whisper: "......"

"What's wrong? No... Not tasty? Seeing the woman looking at herself in such a daze, and there was no emotion on her face, Ye Jin Ze suddenly screamed in his heart.

This is the first time he's ever cooked.

He swore that if it weren't for the sound, he wouldn't even touch the edge of the kitchen.

Now that he has finally made the food, he naturally wants to make Yinyin the first person to taste his works.

In other words, Otone's first tasting was so meaningful to him that he didn't even take a bite of it himself.