Li Siyan raised his eyes and looked at him, and his tone was cold, "Can you have a professional chef trained by your family to make it delicious?" ”

After Ye Jingmo swallowed the food in his mouth, he commented in a low and leisurely manner, "Although it is still a cut worse than my chef, this dish has the taste of my mother in my mouth." ”

Mommy's taste?

Chu Yanhuan recalled the scene of the man cooking in the kitchen, and he didn't hold back, and laughed directly, "Poof! Ha ha! Ye Jingmo, are you sure you can taste your mother from the rice? ”

Ye Jingmo nodded, "That's right!" Can't you eat it? ”

"I really haven't eaten it." Chu Yanhuan bit the head of the chopsticks and asked curiously, "I want to know what kind of taste my mother tastes?" ”

"When the food is eaten in the mouth, it is very warm and gentle, like lying in the arms of a mother, and there is a delicate taste of being touched and kissed by a mother."

"Ahem......" Chu Yanhuan was choked by his description and coughed on the spot.

Li Siyan sat next to her, saw that she was coughing badly, put down the chopsticks, and gently patted her back to calm her down, "Why are you so careless?" Eat slowly, do you want to serve you another bowl of soup? ”

"Don't do it, I'll hold on to the soup again." Chu Yanhuan said and turned his head to look at the man, seeing that his handsome face looked calm and calm, a trace of doubt suddenly appeared in his eyes, "Li Siyan, he praised your cooking for having the taste of your mother, why didn't you react at all?" ”

"How am I going to react?" Li Siyan raised his head and glanced in Ye Jingmo's direction, "Do you want to hold him in your arms and let him feel the feeling of being touched and kissed by his mother?" ”

When Ye Jingmo heard this, he suddenly widened his handsome eyes in shock, "What? Do you make all the dishes? ”

Li Siyan withdrew the hand that slapped Chu Yanhuan's back and snorted lightly, "Hmm, what's the problem?" ”

Ye Jingmo was not very reconciled, he felt unpleasant to be compared, and there was still a trace of doubt in his eyes, "How can you cook?" ”

Li Siyan replied lightly, "This is the same as having a mouth to eat, and if you have hands, you will naturally cook." ”

When Ye Jingmo heard this, he subconsciously looked down at his hands.

Who said you can do it if you have hands? He used to fry poached eggs at home and fried them directly into a lump of black charcoal.

He felt that this man was deliberately showing off his cooking skills, raised his chin, and snorted nobilly and coldly, "You should have been able to cook since you were a child, right?" "How could it be so delicious?

Li Siyan said lightly, "No, it's the first time to do it." ”

Ye Jingmo's handsome eyes widened, "This is your first time cooking?" ”

"Uh-huh, for the first time in my life."

Ye Jingmo couldn't believe it at all, "How can you make such a good taste for the first time?" ”

The man understated, "Just follow the recipes available online." ”

Chu Yanhuan saw that Ye Jingmo still didn't believe it, and interjected, "I still read the recipe for him." ”

Ye Jingmo felt that his outlook on life was collapsing, and as a man, why could Li Siyan cook so deliciously for the first time?

He thought it was a takeaway from some kind of food!

His eyes narrowed, he stared at Li Siyan a few times, and then re-clamped a piece of pork ribs and put it into his mouth.

These ribs are damn delicious!

However, he obviously liked it very much, but he frowned and said, "Is the meat burned for too long, the taste is a little old, and the vinegar is too much, and the sourness overshadows the sweetness, it can't be called sweet and sour pork ribs, it can only be called vinegar pork ribs." ”

Li Siyan smiled faintly, "You just said that you tasted your mother's taste?" ”