At this moment, Weng Xinyan's thin red clothes slipped off her fragrant shoulders, the sun shone in through the curtain, Weng Xinyan's delicate face and snow-white chest were perfectly presented in front of Daolin, at this time he was already completely confused, and his Adam's apple unconsciously rose up and down and swallowed saliva.

Weng Xinyan's little face was blushing, feeling the rising body temperature of the person on her body, her slightly cool body touched the fiery Daolin, and she suddenly shrank in fright.

Dowling also began to pant heavily, and his eyes began to turn red, eager to eat Weng Xinyan immediately

"Calm down, I'm joking..."Weng Xinyan lay on the bed, and her voice was a little quieter.

"Do you think you can stop now?" Dowling gasped.

Weng Xinyan's body trembled slightly, she was also a big girl with yellow flowers who had never experienced this kind of thing, it was okay to tease her, but if she wanted to have a real gun, she still didn't have the guts.

Just when Weng Xinyan thought that Dowling was about to become a beast, Dowling suddenly bounced up from the bed, and then turned around.

"Get dressed!" Dowling gasped.

Weng Xinyan sat up in a daze, looking at Daolin, whose body was heaving because of the violent gasp, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Dowling calmed down for a long time, and finally calmed down.

"You don't have to worry about what happened just now, I don't want to take advantage of you." Dowling turned around and looked at Weng Xinyan, who was already dressed, and said.

"Hmm..." Weng Xinyan nodded slightly, she did have expectations and disappointments in her heart for Dowling.

"Can you tell me your name?" Weng Xinyan asked softly.

"My name is Dowling!" Dowling nodded and said his name.

"Dao? Shenwu Empire Imperial Capital Taoist? Weng Xinyan asked.

"Do you know such a small family?" This time it was Dowling's turn to be shocked.

"Taoism is a small family? Then I'm afraid you don't know, although your Taoist family doesn't have any masters, but you can know that you can be punished by our gods with a transcendent family, then there must be a reason for him. Weng Xinyan said.

"For example?" Dowling said curiously.

"I don't know the specifics, but I do know that there is this family, what did you just say your name?" Weng Xinyan also regained her previous demeanor at this time, and she became the appearance of the high-ranking divine punishment envoy again.

"Dowling!" Dowling repeated it again.

"The genius chef of the Shenwu Empire, the first absentee from the Continental Kitchen God Competition since ancient times." Weng Xinyan exclaimed.

"What's that? What is the absentee of the God of Chef competition? Dowling asked, confused, as if he was missing something.

Half a year ago, the biennial Chef Contest was held, and there was a contestant named Dowling, but from the beginning to the end, this contestant did not appear, so the name of the first absentee since ancient times was born.

"I didn't sign up!" Dowling said with his hands spread out in shock.

"Then I guess someone signed up for you." Weng Xinyan said.

The first thing that came to Daolin's mind was his master Taishi Xingwei.

"Have you ever heard that if I didn't attend, would it have any effect?" Dowling asked nervously.

"What impact can that have, it's nothing more than that I can't participate in this life anymore." Weng Xinyan shrugged her small shoulders and said.

"What?" Dowling exclaimed.

"Hahaha... I don't know what will happen to you, but with your current strength, it should be no problem to force you to participate, maybe in another two years, they will have to invite you again. Weng Xinyan said with a smile.

"Surprise me! Why would they invite me again? Dowling wondered.

"You think, now that you're so powerful, in two years, who knows what level you will develop, and having a super strong person like you participate in their Chef God Contest will not give them a long face." Weng Xinyan explained with a smile.

"Makes sense... Makes sense," Dowling said thoughtfully.

"You've let me know what your name is, and you've let me see what you look like." Weng Xinyan said.

"No way!" Dowling shook his head decisively and said.

"Why!" Weng Xinyan asked in disbelief.

"Because... Because transfiguration is really too troublesome! Dowling told the truth.

The corners of Weng Xinyan's mouth twitched, is this also a reason?

"Okay, you can stay here, I still have something to do." Dao Lin said that he would release Lan Zou and Lan Mian to guard Weng Xinyan again.

"Can you keep the two of them from looking at me, it's boring!" Weng Xinyan said with a frown.

Dowling's footsteps towards the door suddenly stopped, and he suddenly turned around and walked towards Weng Xinyan.

Weng Xinyan blinked, and then took the initiative to lie back on the bed.

Dao Lin was stunned, and then strengthened the forbidden charm on Weng Xinyan's body.

Weng Xinyan looked at Daolin in disbelief, and Daolin smiled at her and said, "You are normal, what is always thinking in your head!" ”

"You!" Weng Xinyan sat up and pointed at Dowling and said.

"Be optimistic about her, or kill her if there is any unusual behavior in that sentence." Dowling turned around and left.

"Look at him!" Weng Xinyan complained to Lan Zou and Lan Mian.

Lan Zou and Lan Mian turned around in unison, resolutely not talking to her.

This made Weng Xinyan so angry that she directly began to smash the bed, as if Dowling was this bed.

After Dowling left the tent, he went to the dormitory first, and the cook and the helpers were busy, and when they saw Dowling come in, they greeted him.

"Chef, are you recovering?" The little cook came over and asked with a smile on his face.

Dowling nodded, indicating that he was fine.

"What's the recipe for today?" Dowling asked.

Hearing Dowling's question, a chef immediately came over with a notebook.

Dowling opened the notebook and saw that today's recipe had a total of four dishes, two meat and two vegetarian dishes.

"Okay, you guys do it, I'll do some alone later." Dowling said and walked out of the room with his hands behind his back.

Several chefs took action one after another, and it didn't take long for the iron stall to help the 8,000 gang members eat.

After all the cooks and helpers had left, Dowling cooked himself, and he cleaned the stove before he began to prepare for cooking.

Dowling prepared a few specialty dishes, he planned to conquer Weng Xinyan's stomach first, even if he let her go later, she could help himself.

So, although the cooking this time was simple, it was really done with extra care, and as the aroma of the dishes wafted out, many chefs came to see it.

"The chef deserves to be the chef, and this dish smells so good."

"If I have one-tenth of the level of a chef, I will feel at ease."

Listening to the praise of the other chefs, Dowling was also very happy in his heart.

If conquering the taste buds of diners delights a chef, conquering other chefs makes a chef proud.