Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

"..."

"From the very beginning, Master learned to cook, I was the first to try it." Wilson sighed, "It's not easy, and I finally got today's results."

Jing Jiaren choked slightly.

From Wilson's words, she heard the implication——

How unpalatable Ximen Longting was at the beginning!Wilson was in the mood to eat arsenic!

Every time the young master wants to learn to cook on a whim, a bunch of servants will suffer...

"Miss Elizabeth hasn't answered me yet, how does it taste?"

"tasty."

Wilson left relieved and walked into the kitchen——

"Master, Miss Elizabeth said that your soup tastes very good."

Ximen Longting's handsome eyebrows were raised, but he didn't speak.

With a cold face, he took the seasoning and left it.

In other words, his appearance is really not suitable for standing in the kitchen, especially with a serious expression like a meeting!

Not long after, Jing Jiaren began to have a few stacks of side dishes in front of her, boiled noodles all night.

The side dishes are very light, and they are served with noodles, which are all her favorites.

Typical Chinese breakfast.

Jing Jiaren suddenly had a whim, could the whole recipe be her favorite dishes?

So, that recipe was made for her too?

Jing Jiaren's mood was like knocking over a five-flavor bottle, she could smell everything.

The chair beside him was pulled away, and Ximen Longting's cold air diffused...

He sat down next to her and picked up the special chopsticks to eat noodles.

Without saying a word, just eat.

Jing Jiaren squeezed her fingers, her throat was choked up, and she couldn't eat any more.The mood is too damn clogged!

"Miss Elizabeth, this is the young master's wish, why don't you eat it?" Wilson urged, "Eat it quickly, the noodles will not taste good when they are cold."

Jing Jiaren picked up the chopsticks in slow motion.

She was so sad...

She has always been soft rather than tough, Ximen Longting is too cunning.

After taking two mouthfuls of the noodles, Wilson couldn't wait to ask, "How does Miss Jing think the noodles taste?"

Jing Jiaren glanced at Ximen Longting out of the corner of her eye: "...um."

"Well, is it delicious or not?"

"delicious."

Wilson quickly glanced at the host, and coughed: "Then Miss Elizabeth, please eat more."

Jing Jiaren mechanically reached out to pick up a piece of broccoli, and mechanically chewed it.

The taste is very good, but she feels very uncomfortable.

"Miss Elizabeth, how does this broccoli taste?" Wilson is really a dog leg dedicated to his work.

"It's delicious too."

"Then try this stewed tofu..."

"Enough, go down." Ximen Longting shouted in a cold voice.

Wilson leaned over: "Master, eat slowly."

Before he left, he still couldn't help but say something extra: "You have an injury on your back, and these dishes are lighter to help your wound recover. Our young master is very attentive."

Ximen Longting: "..."

Jing Jiaren: "..."

As soon as Wilson left, the atmosphere in the restaurant became even colder and more embarrassing.

Jing Jiaren worked hard to stand her ground——Jing Jiaren, now that she has come to this point, she cannot turn back.The road is chosen by you, and you have to walk it on your knees.

"I didn't expect your craft to be so good," she tried to break the freeze, "did you learn it for her?"

"..."

"These are her favorite dishes, right?" Jing Jiaren smiled leisurely, "Unfortunately, I don't like broccoli very much."

Ximen Longting's voice was cold: "Don't like it? You ate the whole plate that night."

that night?