There were quite a few ingredients in the kitchen.

The mouse shyly introduced: "Most of these are grown by myself, and some are picked in the mountains and caught in the river." ”

Ruan Ling glanced around: "The white mirror is great!" ”

Bai Jing's face turned even redder.

Ruan Ling rolled up his sleeves, cut the tender bamboo shoots, and made a bamboo shoot fried meat. Fresh radish was washed, the skin was cut into shreds, and a cold dish was made.

There were still fresh live shrimp in the pot, so she made a boiled shrimp. Finally, the winter melon is added with eggs to make a big bowl of soup.

Refreshing three dishes and one soup.

She was very satisfied, and when she turned back to look for the dishes and chopsticks, she saw Bai Jing standing at the door, and her saliva had dripped onto the collar of her clothes.

"Good, it smells good." His voice trembled, and he couldn't even speak coherently, "I, I've never smelled such a fragrant meal......"

Ruan Ling warmly invited: "Eat with me?" ”

"Really, really, really?" Bai Jing trembled even more.

"Bring the dishes and chopsticks."

"Good, good ......"

Bai Jing trembled with the dishes and chopsticks, followed behind Ruan Ling, and felt that his feet were floating.

When I came out, I met Pu Zihuang.

Bai Jing trembled and said, "Lord, master." ”

Pu Zihuang glanced at the front room: "What are you going to do?" ”

"Pretty young lady please ...... Please me for dinner......"

"And dinner." Pu Zihuang rolled her eyes, "She didn't play tricks, did she?" ”

"No, no, no, no......"

"You get out."

"Huh?"

"Benjun wants to watch her personally!"

"Master, Rice ......"

"Get out!" Pu Zihuang took the chopsticks in his hand.

"......" Bai Jing left with tears streaming down his face.

When Pu Zihuang went in with the dishes and chopsticks, he saw Ruan Ling sitting upright at the table, pinching the shrimp with his hands and eating them.

She looked up and saw Pu Zihuang and said in surprise: "What about Xiaobai?" ”

"Something."

"Oh." Ruan Ling came over and took the dishes and chopsticks, and said with a smile, "Thank you for helping him give me the dishes and chopsticks, thank you." You're good to go. ”

Pu Zihuang: "......"

He stared at the dishes on the table.

Thin shredded radish, red shrimp, tender white bamboo shoots, green winter melon soup.

This seductive scent.

And the little girl's contented eating.

This made Pu Zihuang a little unbearable.

After a long while, Ruan Ling seemed to find him: "Or, eat some together?" ”

Pu Zihuang didn't say a word, sat down, grabbed chopsticks and ate.

Ah, the shredded radish is crispy and refreshing, the shrimp is spicy, the bamboo shoots are tender, and the winter melon soup is salty and delicious.

The ingredients are mediocre, but when you eat them, you can't stop eating them.

Pu Zihuang ate three bowls of rice in a row and snatched the last spoonful of winter melon soup from Ruan Ling's bowl.

Ruan Ling glared at him angrily: "This is the last meal I have eaten in my life, and you actually robbed me with me, I have no conscience." I really regret saving you! ”

Pu Zihuang ate the most satisfying meal in his life, and he was in a happy mood, but when he heard it, his mood immediately became bad.

What, he won't be able to eat such a delicious meal again?

Never.

He stood up, secretly burped, and his smile was tender: "Little girl, if you are willing to stay and cook for me every day, I will spare your life." ”

"Aren't you going to avenge your brother?"

"Kill you, and he won't survive."

"You're plastic brothers."

"What?"

"I mean, if you want me to cook for you, you have to give me back Hei first." Ruan Ling stretched out his hand, "Otherwise, you might as well let me accompany the funeral." ”

Pu Zihuang immediately took Xiao Hei out and threw it to her.

Ruan Ling hurriedly hugged it and checked its legs.