This guy, he will definitely not forget.

'Bang'

Slam the door slammed.

Luo Mio put the fried squirrel fish aside.

Stirring up the tomato juice, he asked back.

"Who?"

Jun Heng's voice was not safe, "A courier with no professionalism." ”

Luo Mio was stunned for a second.

Then he came back to his senses and said with a smile.

"The same courier who stole the food I gave you?"

"Hmm."

Jun Heng's face was stinky.

When he investigated it before, he had seen the other party's photos.

People who thought they wouldn't meet.

It came up again.

"Luo, let me tell you, he..."

'Ding Ding Ding'

Jun Heng, who was interrupted for the second time, had a gloomy expression.

Go to the door.

As soon as he opened the door, his tone was cold: "What's the matter." ”

Jiao Jinbao looked at the tall and handsome man in front of him with some apprehension, and swallowed his saliva in fear.

Cautiously spoke: "That, I want to ask, do you sell your food?" ”

He hadn't eaten it for two days.

I don't feel good about doing anything.

Obviously, he was fired from the company because of it.

Lost the high-tech easy job.

But he just couldn't hate it.

One is that the responsibility does lie on him.

The second is that it is so delicious that I can't bear it.

Jun Heng's face darkened.

"Nope."

After saying that, he closed the door mercilessly.

MD, the food grabbers are coming to the door.

Angry.

"Come, try the squirrel fish I just made."

Luo Mio drizzles the tomato juice over the fried fish.

The reddish color is particularly attractive.

Especially the smell wafting out.

There is the crispy aroma of deep-fried, the fresh aroma of fish, and the sweet and sour taste of tomato juice.

It's very annoying.

Jun Heng couldn't help but pick up a piece of fish meat and eat it in his mouth.

[I scolded a few days ago.,I'll watch it carefully.,Suddenly I feel so hungry.] ]

[I was very focused at first, but I couldn't grab it, hey.] ]

[Suddenly a little jealous gentleman Yinuo_(:з"∠)_]

[I beg for an order, I beg for a meal!] ]

[Huh... I don't know where it came from, at first glance, it only has superficial skills, if it's really so good, how can it still be broadcast live here. ]

[That is, maybe the craftsmanship is too poor, and it will fool those of us who can't eat.] ]

...

The barrage quarreled again.

The emotions were extraordinarily intense.

Luo Mio looked at the time.

Half an hour away from the fixed two-hour limit.

"I... Not. ”

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was fed a piece of fish meat in his mouth.

Luo Mio squinted helplessly at the people around him.

"You eat it yourself, don't worry about me, I'm making a dessert after dinner, the rice is there, it should be good, you see."

Pointing to the rice cooker in the corner.

The exhaust holes are already starting to vent.

The fragrance of rouge rice slowly bubbled out.

Jun Heng took a step back and looked at the display.

"Two minutes to go."

Luo Mio nodded, moving quickly with a spoon that was specially used to dig balls.

Digging on the cut winter melon.

One spoonful at a time, and in a short time a large bowl was filled.

Jun Heng helped open the orange juice and pour it into the washed pot.

Fire.

Wait until it opens, and pour the melon balls into it.

Winter melon is a very easy ingredient to ripen, and it doesn't take a few minutes.

The ball is soft.

Luo Mio quickly fished it out and put it on a plate one by one.

Thicken the orange juice in the pot a little, add a drop of salt, and stir a few times.

Pour over the melon balls.

Finally, place a small slice of parsley in the middle.

Place the washed tomatoes on all sides.

"Alright, the last dish is OK, eat."

Luo Mio let the camera look at the finished product, and it was sure that it was two hours.

then decisively turned off the live broadcast.

beckoned Jun Heng to sit down at the table.

Ready to eat.

The doorbell rang again.

With a bang, there was a loud slamming of the door.