The villain master doesn't want to fall in love with the cute heroine (Volume 1-7, Chapter 13)

Well, yes, just do it all over again.

Anyway, she has mastered the steps and dosage, and will not fail again.

"Just do it again."

The empty eyes are lifeless.

Yao Shi murmured in a low voice, and made a gesture to walk towards the back kitchen.

"Yaoshi..."

Milentine stared at Yaoshi's cheek with a complicated expression.

She didn't know what to say to comfort Yaoshi at this time.

Because she knows that what she says now is useless.

Yaoshi's initial excitement and joy were also shattered the moment the casserole was broken.

No matter how she tried to comfort Yaoshi, it was useless.

Yaoshi really hoped that the young master could drink the fragrant soup she made by herself, but in the end...

"It's okay, Milentine, you guys eat first, I'll come later."

Yaoshi twisted her stiff neck and shook her head.

Turning around, he walked straight into the kitchen.

It was just the feeling of emptiness in her heart that made her feel surprisingly lost.

It hurt like countless silver needles had pierced her heart.

"Huh? Isn't this delicious? Yaoshi, how did you do it?"

"This doesn't seem like it can be achieved by cooking for the second time. How long have you practiced secretly behind my back?"

The voice suddenly sounded from behind pulled Yao Shi back to her thoughts.

Looking along the source of the voice, Yaoshi's dull eyes refocused immediately.

"Master...Master..."

Yao Shi couldn't help covering her small mouth and staring at Wu Liang with wide eyes.

Wu Liang was sitting cross-legged on the ground, picking up the pieces of the casserole and carefully tasting the remaining soup on top.

"Well, although it's a pity that most of the soup was spilled, there is still something to drink, right?"

Wu Liang picked up the largest piece of casserole and lifted it into the air.

I saw that there was indeed a lot of soup contained in the fragments, at least half a bowl.

"Master, that soup is..."

Yaoqing frowned and looked at the pieces of casserole in Wu Liang's hand.

He just saw the young master with his own eyes...

"Master! How can you drink soup that has been spilled on the floor?"

Yao Shi regained her senses and ran to Wu Liang's side in a hurry.

Young master, how could he drink the soup spilled on the ground regardless of his own image.

"Look at the soup, isn't it still well contained in it?"

"Besides, the taste of this soup is really tempting. Why, don't you even want me to drink this only soup that I can drink?"

Wu Liang held up the shards of soup in his hand.

Looking at the expression on Yaoshi's face that wanted to stop and was a little hesitant, she smiled softly.

"No...I don't want the young master to drink...just..."

Yao Shi was so stunned by Wu Liang that she couldn't hold back a single word.

What the young master is holding in his hand is indeed the only bone broth that can be eaten right now.

She also hoped that the young master could taste it and give her a satisfactory answer.

But... but it's also something that fell to the ground after all...

Seeing Yao Shi's slightly shaken expression, Wu Liang shrugged his shoulders.

Then, under Yao Shi's shocked eyes, he drank the soup contained in the shards in one gulp.

"Huh? How on earth did you do it? It's too different from the cooking you cooked for me before."

The moment the soup enters the mouth, you can feel the strong aroma of big bones and the sweetness of carrots.

Although the temperature has cooled down a bit, the taste is indeed delicious.

This is completely different from the looking up at the starry sky that Yao Shi made last time.

This kind of progress can be called a step up to the sky.

"However, I would like to make a small comment. There are too many carrots in this soup, and the over-sweet aroma overwhelms the deliciousness of the big bones."

"But in general..."

Wu Liang slowly got up and patted the dust that didn't exist on his body.

Putting her hands on Yaoshi's shoulders, she looked at Yaoshi seriously.

"Master, tell me..."

Yao Shi tensed her body, raised her small face and looked at Wu Liang in front of her with twinkling eyes.

There was only a few centimeters between them.

Now she can even clearly feel the young master's breath.

"Very delicious, I like it very much."

A satisfied smile suddenly appeared on the serious face.

Wu Liang gave Yao Shi a thumbs up.

He approved of Yaoshi's cooking, and the taste of this bone soup is very suitable for his taste.

"I look forward to your next cooking."

Stretching out his hand to touch Yao Shi's small head, Wu Liang blinked at Milentin and Yao Qing.

What are you doing in a daze, quickly clean up the soup on the ground.

"Master..."

"Yes, I will definitely not disappoint you, young master."

Looking at Wu Liang's starry eyes like night, Yao Shi's previous loneliness and anger faded away.

All that was left was a sense of warmth and joy.

In fact, what she wants is very simple.

As long as she can get the young master's approval, she will be satisfied...

Chapter 18: Chapter Name Lost Love

The morning of the next day·Brilliant Xingyuan

Wu Liang lay on the table with a dead face and couldn't move.

He has been in this position for 10 minutes.

As for why he became like this now.

Then I have to ask about the so-called bone broth that Yao Shi made for him yesterday.

"Why...why did it become like this..."

Wu Lianghei said in a low voice with this face.

He also wanted to know what it was all about.

I thought that Yaoshi's culinary skills had made great progress.

However, what he thought was still too naive.

What he never expected was that the taste of the bone broth became delicious.

But the stamina is only a lot more than the last time I looked up at the starry sky.

For a while after he finished his bone broth he was fine.

But at around three o'clock in the morning, he suddenly felt a twitching sensation in his stomach.

It hurt like having a grandson monkey flipping around in his stomach.

The level of pain was almost as good as the last time I looked up at the starry sky.

"Obviously the taste is very good, but why is the recoil so strong."

"Could it be that Yaoshi wants to use cooking to tell me that delicious food is not necessarily safe?"

Wu Liang murmured with the corners of his mouth tearing, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Fortunately, he didn't drink much in general yesterday.

The twitching feeling in my stomach is much less than when I just woke up in the morning.

It's just that yesterday was another sleepless night, and Wu Liang's spirit was somewhat sluggish.

"I hope I can live until the day when Yao Shi cooks normal dishes..."

Wu Liang rubbed his already relieved lower abdomen.

Compared with Milentin's culinary skills, Yaoshi is really not as good as 01:30.

"Wu Liang, are you okay? Would you like some water??"

He Xue walked up to Wu Liang with a cup of hot water.