"Lady, are you sure you can really be alone?"

A hint of hesitation flashed in Mo Wenyun's eyes, and there was some embarrassment on his face.

Thinking of the first few times, his heart trembled a little, and he was very bottomless....

"Do you believe me?" Bai Ruoyu's tone was a little displeased.

"......" Mo Wenyun was a little silent, not that he didn't believe Bai Ruoyu, but that he really didn't want to starve again.

At present, the winter night is extremely cold, and if this stove room is burned down by the lady again, they really have nowhere to eat.

can only partner with Brother Zhou in the empty yard.

Bai Ruoyu took the green onion washed in Mo Wenyun's hand and asked casually, but looking at Mo Wenyun's suddenly silent expression, her heart was a little depressed.

Didn't this little husband forget the white rice porridge they drank before, which was made for him by himself!

So questioning her own ability, this is completely an insult to her, a world-class cooking master from the 24th century, Hongguoguo, okay?

She looked at Mo Wenyun with a somewhat gloomy face, her chest continued to rise and fall slightly, and the shovel in her hand was a little tight, if it weren't for the strong restraint, she would really go through the shovel.

Carrying his little earlobes, he kept asking, are you forgetful!

sighed several times in his heart, and the anger in his heart slowly suppressed it.

Trying to calmly say to Mo Wenyun slowly: "There can be no one and there are two, as an extremely arrogant and capable cook, her craftsmanship will naturally not have any problems, Mo Wenyun, as the husband of the cook, in addition to believing in the cook, that is, believing in the cook, you can't have any distrust, even if it's just a little, it will be very emotional, you know?"

Mo Wenyun let out a 'hmm', and was a little stunned by the excited Bai Ruoyu.

nodded subconsciously, although he didn't know what the lady meant by this, but he could clearly feel that the lady seemed to dislike others saying that she was not good at cooking.

This bite is a cook, so that Zhou Cheng, who had just opened his eyes, half-squinted his eyes, and couldn't help but chant in his mouth a few times.

looked at Bai Ruoyu, who was full of seriousness, although she didn't see it very real from a distance, but her flexible and familiar movements, as well as the posture of holding a shovel, were really similar to the cook in her mouth.

After this hanging, will a person change so much?

Or the behaviors that Bai Ruoyu did before were actually pretended, she was simply good at cooking, and in order to be able to leave earlier, she would deliberately toss out those moths.

Thinking like this in his heart, Zhou Cheng looked at Bai Ruoyu's eyes, which became a little darker.

What exactly does she want to do now?

Seeing that the figure was about to turn around, Zhou Chengcheng closed his eyes again.

After Bai Ruoyu took the green onion from Mo Wenyun's hand, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she felt that there seemed to be a touch of gaze behind her to look at her.

When she turned around, she tilted her head to look over, and there seemed to be no one else except Zhou Cheng with his eyes closed.

She shook her head vigorously, thinking that she must have thought too much.

Unliveled the pot, a burst of fragrance came to her nose, and she put the chopped green onions into the pot.

There are some less ingredients in this house, but it still didn't affect her performance, and she used a shovel to get a spoonful of crucian carp soup from the cauldron, which smelled extremely delicious, and it was even more enjoyable to drink.

She said excitedly to Mo Wenyun, who was stunned on the side: "Wenyun, come and taste it, this is the first spoonful, the taste must be delicious and delicious, and the nutritional value is extremely high, which is good for your current development." ”