Luo Mio looked up.

Look at the screen.

"I'm not interested in beating dogs, just bark at him, don't care, anyway, someone will be so angry that they will go to him."

After speaking, continue the movements in your hands.

Jun Heng has some regrets.

Can't clean up this little deflated three, gas.

But since Luo Du said so, he had to be obedient.

The people in the live broadcast room listened to the conversation between the two.

Looking at the bright barrage on the screen.

Very silent.

After a while, I sent a message in a trance.

[So Luo Mio was really framed?] ]

[When I said earlier that he plagiarized Pansa's dishes, I didn't think it made sense, but I didn't expect that even snatching a boyfriend is now reversed.] ]

[, isn't Pansa a real junior in this way?] ]

[Mom, it's scary to think about it.] ]

[But why did the king say those words?] Since he and Luo Mio are a couple, and there is no hatred out of love, why frame him? ]

[I think there's a reason for Pansa.] ]

[Heh... Don't come to wash the floor, Luo Mio can't wash it in vain, how direct the spirit of the king is, what he said must be true, Luo Mio is disgusting garbage. ]

...

The barrage disagreed and quarreled again.

Jun Heng is angry.

I want to do something, but I'm afraid that the people around me will be unhappy.

The air pressure on the body is polar.

Luo Mio gently patted the arm of the person next to her.

Put the finished second dish of "Pineapple Slurp" in front of the camera.

The meat inside the pineapple shell is bright red and thick.

The pineapples are fresh and clear.

The high-value plating goes straight into everyone's vision.

Jun Heng couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

It smells so good!

Hungry.

Luo Mio took the chopsticks and took a piece of meat.

Feed to the man's lips.

"Eat and see, whether it tastes good or not."

Jun Heng opened his mouth in surprise and held it in.

The sweetness and sourness in his mouth instantly made him close his eyes comfortably.

With a gentle sip of the tip of the tongue, the flavor of the pork belly that has been stir-fried just right escapes when it is fried.

For a while, people were reluctant to eat it.

"Lowe, great."

Thumbs up.

Jun Heng felt that he had no time to speak.

The taste is so beautiful.

Luo Mio smiled and shoved the chopsticks into his hand.

"You eat some first, I'll make the fish, and I'll be able to eat soon."

Squirrel Guiyu is very simple to make.

The quick knife sticks the flesh of the fish to the bone and slices it, and the tail continues.

Kick off the prickly flesh in the fish's belly.

In the cross-cutting method, first cut horizontally and then vertically.

The knife does not fall to the bottom and is attached to the skin of the fish.

Luo Mio moved quickly, and it didn't take long to deal with it.

Coat with starch and prepare to put in a pan of boiling oil.

A piece of shiny red meat was fed to his lips.

"I haven't eaten for so long, come, eat a piece."

Jun Heng looked at the person in front of him distressedly.

The tone was full of pampering and tenderness.

The audience in the live broadcast room was in no mood to quarrel after a quarrel.

They couldn't see the faces of the two of them, though.

But they saw the action.

Jun Heng's hand holding the meat obviously stretched out to the person opposite.

What does this indicate?

They're feeding each other.

It's so Su, so loving.

[I'm now officially announcing that I'm a fan of their CP!] ]

[I'm sorry for the comrades-in-arms who used to curse Luo Mio together, I'm leaving the team, the two of them are so sweet!] I can't help myself. ]

...

Luo Mio ate the meat in her mouth, and her beautiful phoenix eyes were dyed with a layer of water.

It's like a tempting little hook.

Jun Heng's mouth was dry and he wanted to do something.

"I..."

'Ding Ding Ding'

The doorbell rang suddenly.

Jun Heng frowned and looked at the door unpleasantly.

Stride over.

Rough opening.

A familiar face appeared in the eyes.

His face instantly darkened.