Song Ziyu showed a black question mark face, "You must be clever later, be careful of being burned by fire!" Jiang Liangchen looked pitiful, "Liang, Liangchen, don't look at me with that kind of look, you should ......" Song Ziyu stammered, blushing, and didn't dare to look at Jiang Liangchen, "Young man, you may have misunderstood my eyes!" Jiang Liangchen patted him on the shoulder heavily, "Then you look at me like this...... I'm shy! Song Ziyu is almost out of sight, Jiang Liangchen looks at the stupid boy in front of him more and more compassionately, and he is still happy! I can't be happy right away!

Jiang Liangchen thought like this, and walked into the European-American kitchen with some heavy steps, "Liangchen ......" Song Ziyu still wanted to chase in, but Jiang Liangchen didn't let him in, Jiang Liangchen looked at Song Ziyu compassionately, "Young man, after a while, you will come in by yourself." Here, I won't bother you. ”

Song Ziyu was still a little stunned, and he was noncommittal to Jiang Liangchen's advice, and he had to hang a noodle cry for a good boy like Song Ziyu......

Since Jiang Liangchen forcibly didn't want Song Ziyu to go in and make trouble, Song Ziyu was not very persistent in going in, just guarding the door, but he didn't expect it! That's all it takes! The little girl inside is making a big deal!

"Bang!" After a muffled sound, a puff of smoke came out of the kitchen, "Ahem, cough, cough!" There was also Jiang Liangchen's cough, Song Ziyu was nervous for a while, and immediately pulled his legs in to see Jiang Liangchen.

I saw Jiang Liangchen holding a spatula in one hand and a pot lid in the other, and then he kept coughing, "Cough, cough, cough!" ”

Song Ziyu said that his face was going to be black...... Sure enough, that's right, he's going to come in later......

Song Ziyu didn't know what to say, but the little girl in front of her looked at herself with tears in her eyes, and said that it was all fake if she didn't pity her, "Little stammer!" Do you know how to cook? "But the little girl can be angry as soon as she speaks!

"Emmm, yes." Song Ziyu swallowed his saliva, and Fang opened his mouth to say, "Why don't you ......" Before Jiang Liangchen finished speaking, he heard Song Ziyu interrupt her and say, "Okay, I can cook, I'll cook!" He quickly took over the job, what if he didn't take it? This girl can't cook! Are two people starving together!?

Song Ziyu sighed, resigned himself to picking up the rag, wiping the table clean, taking the pot under the faucet, then putting water, picking up dish soap, getting a few drops and stirring in the water, and then taking the cleaning ball to wash the pot carefully but seriously, "I can't see it, the little stutterer will still do this!" Jiang Liangchen said adoringly on the side.

Song Ziyu didn't speak, but quietly bent his lips. After the pot is cleaned, place the pot on the counter, then unscrew the heat, pour in clean water and let it boil. Jiang Liangchen said on the side, "Little stammer, how can you be such a good cook as a boy!" Jiang Liangchen was amazed on the side, obviously surprised.

"What's wrong with the boy? Why can't boys cook! Song Ziyu retorted, "It's not bad, little stammer, the consciousness is quite high!" Whoever marries you is blessed! "Jiang Liangchen is a warm and good girl, although she has only known people for a long time, but she has already talked to old friends who have known her for many years.