Mr. Yan's cherished words were like gold, so Mu Zhiqing couldn't find the possibility of continuing to chat for a while, so he had to concentrate on rubbing Aiyu.

After rubbing in the water for a while, Mu Zhiqing put the water aside and let it rest.

Dragged a chair and sat in front of it, bracing his cheeks and watching it slowly become frozen.

After putting the purple potatoes and corn on the steamer, Mr. Yan glanced at the little girl beside him.

The little girl is carved in pink, her eyelashes are like fans, her long hair is tied into a ponytail, there is a little broken hair in front of her ears, and she is wearing the most normal white T-shirt and jeans.

Indeed, according to what He Wenzhi said, she is a little fairy daughter.

The little girl stared motionlessly at the bowl in front of her, as she was so eager to eat.

I had to put aside the salt-crispy chicken that was about to be made, and picked up lemon kumquat and other things to mix the juice sprinkled on the Aiyu jelly.

"Wow, it's frozen!"

Mu Zhiqing looked up at Yan Lin, and his eyes were surprised as if he had won a big prize.

"Well, go get another bowl from the cupboard and bring it out for you."

Xiao Tuanzi obediently did so, scooped out the crystal jelly piece by piece with a spoon, and landed in the small bowl she was holding, and Yan Lin poured some mixed juice into it.

I pecked lightly along the bowl, and the love jade jelly was smooth and tender, and the sweet and sour feeling soaked into the entire mouth.

"How?" He looked at the little ball.

"It's delicious." Mu Zhiqing scooped a spoonful and handed it to Yan Lin's mouth, "You will know if you taste it."

I took a sip and tasted it carefully, "It tastes okay." ”

Ai Yujelly didn't move him, what moved him was the little girl's eyes that could be sweet to his heart when she saw the food.

I feel that the sentence is really true: to firmly grasp a woman's heart, you must first firmly grasp her stomach.

"I'll cook hot dishes for a while, is there anything you don't want to eat?"

"Don't be very sweet. Then the taste is lighter. ”

"You don't like sweets?"

"Hmm. I didn't like to eat it since I was a child. ”

"Remembered."

"And oh, don't cook too much, I don't have much for dinner, and if I have leftovers, it will be wasted."

"Same as me." Yan Lin said.

Dinner is three dishes and one soup, and the main food is corn and purple sweet potato.

Mr. Yan didn't cook a lot of each dish, it was all small plates, and it could be eaten in a few bites. But everything is delicate and thoughtful.

Salted crispy chicken, cucumber, barbecued pork, tomato and egg soup.

This color, this aroma, this plating, where is the dark cuisine.

"Mr. Yan, didn't you say that you just learned to cook? I think you're already doing a good job. Mu Zhiqing thought he had been tricked.

Of course, Yan Lin would not tell her that he was good at cooking, and prevaricated: "I can only say that I am very talented." ”

Mu Zhiqing: "......"

This guy really hates me to the bone, thinking about grabbing my stomach with delicious food, and then using chronic poison to avenge himself, with ill intentions!

A bloody case caused by a wall.

Mu Zhiqing ate very little at night, and the banquet was very good, and the meals added up to just enough for her to finish eating, but it didn't make her eat more than usual, which made her uncomfortable.

"Would you like some fruit?" Yan Lin asked her while cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks.

"I want to eat mangosteen."

"Bought it. In the fridge, I'll take it out for you. ”

The sky was dark, the stars were falling, and a man in the room bowed his head and meticulously peeled mangosteen for a little girl.

"Mr. Yan, I still want to eat."

"No, you can only eat three."

"No, I'm going to eat it."

"Nope."

"Then I'll peel it for you."

Yan Lin was a little surprised, "Peel it for me to eat?" ”

"Hmm."

I saw Xiao Tuanzi pick up a mangosteen and open the shell vigorously.

"Now, I'll give you something to eat." The little hand pulled out the flesh and brought it to the feast's mouth.