It was cold for several degrees.

"Jingyan, eat noodles." Wen Rong's little hand shook in front of Ling Jingyan's eyes to remind.

Then the soft little hand was roughly grasped by Ling Jingyan and placed on the thin lips and kissed lightly.

The gentle white cheeks were dyed with a faint pink, and he hurriedly pulled out his little hand: "I'll feed you." ”

"I'll do it myself." Ling Jingyan took the chopsticks with his left hand.

If the noodles are mixed for a long time, they will affect the taste, and Ling Jingyan wants to eat what she fed herself, but only on the premise of not affecting Wen Rong herself.

"Hmm." Wen Rong put two soft-hearted poached egg clips into Ling Jingyan's dinner plate and sat back in his dining chair.

Two portions of scallion oil noodles, the portion is super large is Ling Jingyan's, and the small nature is warm.

Ling Jingyan finished eating it super quickly, and she was staggering.

"Good." Ling Jingyan's evaluation was straightforward.

How can his harmony be so beautiful, anything will.

He had thought that she was born well-born and that cooking was just a hobby, and he never thought it would be so delicious.

She can cook professional Western food and laborious Chinese food, but I didn't think she would also be a simple home-style series.

And he is conscientious, saying that he will take care of him and do everything himself, and he doesn't know how to be lazy and slippery.

She's just a stupid little girl, how can she do it if she doesn't protect her?

He knows best how sinister the outside world is, but there are a lot of bad guys, and there may be danger anytime and anywhere, so how can he rest assured that he can give it to others?

No, he doesn't worry about anyone and doesn't allow it! Only by protecting yourself can you feel at ease.

"I'm not very good at this, I have a young lady who also loves to cook, and she makes shrimp that is really delicious!" Compared with what Chang Xinran did, she is far behind.

"You did your best!" What Ling Jingyan said was incomparably certain and could not be refuted.

"Oh, you don't know, among all the pastries, the simplest is Yangchun noodles and scallion oil mixed noodles, but maybe it is because of the simplicity that there are not many people who can really make these two noodles well, the noodles should be tough and smooth, the dried shrimp is delicious, the scallion oil is also very fragrant, the ratio of seasonings and noodles, all of which seem simple to do well but are difficult to do, what I do is, I feel that it is always a little worse than what Sister Xinran does." Wen Rong and Ling Jingyan explained the differences, and frankly admitted their own shortcomings.

"Derpy melon, the characteristics of home-cooked meals are thousands of people, everyone's tastes are different, but everyone thinks that their own family is the best, I only think yours is the best." For him, what others do is classified as food, just to fill the stomach and maintain body functions, it doesn't matter whether it is delicious or not, and what she does differently is the heart, the irreplaceable feeling of home.

Ling Jingyan said casually, but he listened warmly, but his heart was warm.

Jing Yan is right, she loves cooking, so she tries to specialize in the difference.

But for Jing Yan, what she makes is a unique delicacy, just because it is "her", not how to do it, on the other hand, with Ling Jingyan's wealth and wealth, what kind of delicious food can't she eat?

Even the most authentic cuisine made by the chef can be achieved in just one sentence for him!

Sister Xinran naturally has her adopted brother who thinks it is the best, and that gloomy and beautiful boy is called Ji Zichu, right?

In my impression, Sister Xinran is to the point of never leaving, and I don't know what is happening now?

It's been years since she's been in touch, and she's found someone she thinks she's the best with.

"What do you think?"