Flash Marriage Game: The First Lady of the Wealthy

As she spoke, she turned and went to the kitchen.

There was a rustling sound from the kitchen. She rummaged through the bag for a while, took out the steak she just bought and some matching vegetables, put on her apron and was ready to start work.

"I'm coming, you go out and wait."

The apron was taken off, and the vegetable knife she was holding was also taken away.

She raised her head in surprise, Mu Tianling put on the apron with small floral prints, took off her coat, and rolled up the sleeves of her light blue shirt.

The apron that fit her just right looked very short on a tall man, especially the floral pattern on the apron, which was completely incompatible with the man's noble and elegant temperament.

She was dumbfounded, and looked at him blankly, "Master Ling, do you want to cook?"

Mu Tianling squinted at her, and only said two words to her, "Get out."

"Oh.."

She nodded blankly, and really went out obediently.

After walking a few steps, he was stunned again, and turned around to look at Mr. Ling who was in the kitchen with clean hands and feet, washing and chopping vegetables calmly and calmly, and made the busy kitchen work into an orderly one.

It seems that his movements are not skilled, which shows that he doesn't cook often.

However, he doesn't make a mess in the kitchen like other novices. He looks good and makes people feel that even cooking has become more interesting.

She stood at the door thoughtfully for a moment, a little flattered.

If someone is willing to cook for her and let her have ready-made meals, she is of course happy to let go.

Although Young Master Ling was a cook, she was a little uneasy, but when she entered the kitchen again and said she wanted to help, but was kicked out by him again, Tong Caiwei sat on the sofa in the living room and watched a soap opera with peace of mind.

Not long after, a seductive aroma wafted from the kitchen.

She rubbed her stomach, but couldn't watch the soap opera anymore, and stared at the kitchen eagerly.

She tasted Mu Tianling's cooking skills once, and the taste was very good.

A click.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the kitchen door opened.

He was still wearing an apron, and the pink apron on his stern face looked a little ridiculous, but very cute, which made him more approachable all of a sudden.

Mr. Ling held a freshly baked steak in his hand, glanced at a certain woman lying on the sofa, and said lightly, "It's time to eat."

That's what Tong Caiwei was waiting for, she dropped the remote control board and walked over.

The freshly fried steak has an attractive color and exudes a strong aroma of white smoke.

She swallowed, sat down hastily, picked up the knife and fork and said, "Can I eat? I'm so hungry."

Mu Tianling took off her apron, sat across from her, and worked in the kitchen for a while, not even a single hair was messed up, "Yeah."

Tong Caiwei was no longer polite, and started eating hungrily.

While eating, he gave a thumbs up and said without hesitation, "Master Ling, your cooking skills are amazing. This is the best steak I have eaten in a while."

God why is it so unfair.

Some people need a lot of time and energy to do a good job.

But some people can easily achieve the effect that others have worked hard for a long time, or even better.

She felt that her cooking skills had been greatly improved, but. . .

Not to mention anything else, but this steak is not as delicious as Mu Tianling's.

She was very unconvinced, forked up a piece of steak, and then chewed it hard, "Master Ling, you...haven't really learned how to cook steak before?"