Sweet wife, don't make trouble, we won't divorce

Chapter 2412 Giving Assembly (1)

Zhan Linhao also raised his eyebrows, looked away lightly, and continued to appreciate Xie Zhuofei's cooking. He and Baili Yan had the same mentality, and he was bound to win that girl, and no one could make him make concessions.

Xie Zhuofei, who had been earnestly cooking, had no idea that those two cousins ​​had been secretly observing her, getting a thorough glimpse of her truest side.

Of course, she doesn't care about it, she has never lived without any mask, she always exposes her true side to others, she just drove them away, it's just that she has no confidence in herself.

At this moment, she felt that she was doing well, and she was so eager for them to come and visit, so that she could show them off by the way.

However, the two men didn't even see a piece of their clothes.

Ah Liang is very obedient, he doesn't say anything, just adds firewood to the fire silently, Xie Zhuofei flips the potatoes, then jumps off the stove to taste, and jumps on the stove to fry again if he is not satisfied, so repeatedly, finally finally I think it's ready to cook.

She tasted this pot of potato chips countless times until her mouth became numb. In the end, she couldn't taste good or bad, but felt sour.

So she asked Ah Liang to help, "Ah Liang, come and have a taste, how about these vinegar potato chips?"

Ah Liang tasted one as promised, and frowned imperceptibly, "Hey, Miss Xie, I can't answer that either."

Xie Zhuofei, "Why?"

Ah Liang, "A thousand people have a thousand tastes. As the saying goes, it's difficult to adjust to everyone's taste, so I don't think it's important whether it tastes good or not."

Xie Zhuofei felt that Ah Liang's words were getting more and more profound and she couldn't understand them. She sighed, put all the potatoes in the pot into a large basin, and then went to Baili Yan and Zhan Linhao to ask them to taste it. taste.

It was a coincidence that she just walked to the moon gate, and those two people appeared in good time.

Xie Zhuofei smiled and wiped her little face which had been stained black with sweat and oil stains, "It's just in time for you to come, come and taste how my fried dishes are, my mouth is numb and I can't taste it anymore."

Zhan Linhao pretended to be surprised, "It was fired so soon?"

Xie Zhuofei touched her cheek in doubt, "Is it fast?" She raised her wrist and looked at her watch, "It's not too fast, it's been fired for half an hour, and I'm afraid I'll delay giving."

"Cough," Zhan Linhao coughed amusedly, "Of course it's very fast, Feifei, you fried such a big pot of potato chips, this speed is already amazing."

A brilliance appeared on Xie Zhuofei's tired little face, and her eyes sparkled, "Really, are you praising me?"

Zhan Linhao nodded vigorously, "That's right, I'm just praising you."

Xie Zhuofei looked at Bailiyan again, who also gave a thumbs up, "I commend you."

Xie Zhuofei suddenly laughed happily. It was the first time in many years that she was rewarded for cooking, and she felt a sense of accomplishment.

So she proudly led Zhan Linhao and Baili Yan to the two big pots of potato sticks, "Quick, try it, is it delicious?"

Zhan Linhao and Baili Yan tasted a little each, and Xie Zhuofei looked at them with great anxiety.

Baili Yan put down his chopsticks first, Xie Zhuofei couldn't wait to ask him, "How is it, Yan?"

Baili Yan smiled with difficulty, "Fortunately, cough cough..."

The prince coughed violently, because the potato chips were too sour, too salty, and spicy, which made his throat unbearable.

Xie Zhuofei's face immediately turned black, comparable to the bottom of a pot that was still burning on the scarlet coal fire.

(End of this chapter)