Chapter 23: It's hard to put into words

It's to let those chefs help try the dishes, a few chefs, looking at the dishes comparable to the sewers.

With a smile on his face (resisting), he tasted it alone for fear of being sent to Africa.

The smile on their faces (distorted) directly told Ling Xiaoyuan the answer.

Ling Xiaoyuan frowned slightly, looked at Jiang Fuxuan, and with a turn of his mind, he thought of a "good idea" again.

Ling Xiaoyuan stretched the spoon forward and placed it in front of Jiang Fuxuan.

"Xuanxuan, people almost forgot, this is the first time people cook, the first bite, I'll leave it to you."

Ling Xiaoyuan smiled innocently on the surface, but in fact, he laughed almost perverted in his heart.

"Hey, hey, I'm so witty"

Jiang Fuxuan's face became more solemn, "Ling Xiaoyuan didn't dare to try the dishes by himself, then there would definitely be ghosts." ”

Ling Xiaoyuan listened to Jiang Fuxuan's inner words, and his heart was about to go crazy.

Didn't she come to cultivate a relationship with Jiang Fuxuan? How did it become, the scene of the drug test.

"The old lady is out of the way"

Ling Xiaoyuan sent the spoon to his mouth, and the food in his mouth felt extremely "hot".

Like a bomb about to explode, Ling Xiaoyuan swallowed it quickly.

The taste is just average, Ling Xiaoyuan finally reached half the level after experiencing nine hundred and eleven difficulties in the kitchen.

Real scene

Hua Yuan's more than eighty eggs were all dropped by Ling Xiaoyuan Huohuo.

Well, it shouldn't be Huo Huo, those chefs are under the threat of Ling Xiaoyuan, in order not to become the next unlucky chef to go to the African savannah and see the tigress.

They devoured the "deadly poison", and at this time, they should be scrambling to rush to the bathroom of Huayuan.

Flying down three thousand feet, the bathroom is a waste of paper.

I have to say that Ling Xiaoyuan's method of torturing people is still very effective.

If this was in ancient times, Ling Xiaoyuan could have held the important position of "Secretary of the Criminal Department".

Jiang Fuxuan looked at Ling Xiaoyuan and didn't change much, maybe he thought too much.

The chill in Jiang Fu Xuan's eyes faded, calm as a river, staring at the lunch box, and picking up the chopsticks with his white fingers.

Picking up a green pea, the brain raced, after a second's struggle of thoughts.

He frowned slightly before he put a pea into his lips.

How to put it, that is, four words "hard to say"

What star food has Jiang Fuxuan not eaten? But, such a "indescribable" food, or the first time to eat.

Ling Xiaoyuan's eyes were full of anticipation, and the corners of Ling Xiaoyuan's mouth subconsciously rose against Jiang Fuxuan's gaze.

Jiang Fuxuan originally wanted to complain about Ling Xiaoyuan's "indescribable" love lunch.

Looking at Ling Xiaoyuan's face full of anticipation, it was difficult to speak, and his dissatisfaction with Ling Xiaoyuan seemed to be scattered by Ling Xiaoyuan's smile in an instant.

"Is it delicious? Is it tasty? ”

Ling Xiaoyuan's pupils seemed to reveal light, flashing and flashing, lying on the table expectantly.

"Well, it tastes good, is it really the first time to cook?"

This was the first time Jiang Fuxuan had praised others against his will, he didn't want to, maybe he couldn't bear to disappoint Ling Xiaoyuan.

I don't want my starlight pupils to dim all of a sudden.

Ling Xiaoyuan was also very cooperative, she pretended to be presentable, Ling Xiaoyuan heard Jiang Fuxuan's praise and jumped up happily.

The corners of the mouth are like a smile blooming, overflowing with spring warmth, rising more and more.

Ling Xiaoyuan: "If you like to eat, then eat more, and in the future, I will make you delicious food every day, okay?" ”

"Hmm"

Saying that, Jiang Fuxuan picked up another piece and sent it to his mouth, it was a sour tomato, but Jiang Fuxuan felt a slight sense of happiness.

Is it an illusion?