At that moment, she felt as if she was out of her body. All kinds of indescribable strange tastes in the mouth were mixed together, and the sweet and sour sourness came to my heart at the same time, and it seemed that the pre-death marquee had begun to be played in front of me.

It's true...... Tertiary...... Unpalatable.

"How's that?" Li Yinglong sat opposite Zhao Mengyao, his face full of anticipation.

Zhao Mengyao forcibly returned to her soul, didn't dare to bite, forcibly swallowed the piece of pasta, and then forced herself to smile, and replied as usual: "Not bad, it's delicious." ”

Li Yinglong was relieved and breathed a sigh of relief: "I'll just say it." Young Master Ben is a genius, and he can learn everything as soon as he learns! Just cooking, how can it be overturned! ”

In fact, you do roll over. Not only did the car overturn, but the car blew up!

Zhao Mengyao only dared to complain silently in his heart, and he couldn't bear to hit his self-confidence.

"You're welcome, eat, eat more!" Li Yinglong urged.

Zhao Mengyao really wants to die, next time she must definitely discuss with Steward Zhu, you must not let Li Yinglong cook, it is best to stay ten kilometers away from the kitchen.

"Okay, okay." Zhao Mengyao ate half of the dark food with difficulty, and finally couldn't eat it anymore, so she had to cover her stomach and say, "I'm full, I can't eat ......"

Li Yinglong's eyes widened: "How can you be full if you only eat this little!" You didn't have dinner! Are you afraid of fat, don't be afraid, I won't leave you if you are fat into a ball! ”

Zhao Mengyao really wanted to hammer him. But he couldn't help it: "I have a small appetite, I really can't eat." ”

"Alright then......"

Zhao Mengyao urgently needed to rinse her mouth now, and the strange taste in her mouth lingered. So she said hello and went upstairs.

At this time, the maid came over to clean up the dishes. Li Yinglong suddenly shouted: "Stop! ”

The maid withdrew. Li Yinglong walked over, waved his hand to the maid and said, "You go down." ”

After the maid left, Li Yinglong carefully picked up the fork used by Zhao Mengyao with a slightly red face, stared at it for a while, and wanted to put it in his mouth.

There was also a little black pasta on it, and maybe there was saliva left by Zhao Mengyao......

Li Yinglong scolded himself for being a pervert, closed his eyes and put the fork in his mouth, and then his face turned pale instantly.

This is...... What the...... Messy ...... Flavor.

Li Yinglong is too confident in himself, and there is nothing he can't learn from childhood to adulthood. Therefore, he thought that it would be easy to make a bowl of pasta according to the recipe, and after finishing it, he hurriedly went out to meet Zhao Mengyao, who came back, and he didn't have time to taste it.

Now that I have tasted it, I realize that cooking is not something that can be mastered as long as you have talent.

This pasta dish is made ...... It was so unpalatable that people and gods were angry.

Li Yinglong suddenly thought that his dear wife had eaten more than half of this unpalatable bowl of pasta...... Just so as not to hit his self-confidence.

Li Yinglong's chest surged with indescribable complex emotions, and now he just wanted to rush to Zhao Mengyao, and then hug this stupid girl tightly into his arms.

Zhao Mengyao rushed into her room, rushed into the bathroom, quickly rinsed her mouth, brushed her teeth, and brushed for five minutes before completely removing the smell of dark food.

She may have a psychological shadow of pasta for the rest of her life. No way, she's just too soft-hearted. This problem really needs to be changed. If you don't change, sooner or later you will get a human life.