Strange World Little Cooking Saint

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What was given by Su Nian, Shi Yu was a little curious, but soon she was attracted to the past by the excitement outside.

It turned out that there was a second fight with Lin Fan over there.

This is a separate building with a pond in the middle. The two of them have to play, not to mention this place, even a mountain can't show them.

So when Shi Yu saw it, he said in a window: "It will make it harder for you. Don't damage the flowers and grass here. Whoever breaks first loses."

"This ..." Everyone wanted to see a heart-to-hearted duel, and in the end the two had to shrink back.

"It's okay, it's the real kung fu." Anyway, it's my own gesture, and I didn't want to make the movement so big.

As a result, everyone watched a different kind of test-because they were both worried that they would destroy the flowers and plants in the yard, and most of the time they were not so rigid. In the sword move.

The second swordplay was originally sharp, and Huairou suddenly suppressed his strength. Lin Fan is different. Lin Fan's swordsmanship is characterized by stability. Each move will not do its best, but as soon as the opponent reveals a flaw, the killing move will follow.

So in this environment, the second is basically in a suppressed state.

However, this kid probably experienced the fun of playing with the master, and kept pulling Lin Fan unwilling to end. Later, when Yu also looked up, he looked up.

"I'll check it out, too," Feng Luo, who was helping in the kitchen, suddenly said.

Shi Yu only started when he was curious and thought about it a little bit, but soon he felt a little bit wrong. Turning his head, he saw a person standing at the door.

"Why are you here?" There was nothing unexpected in the tone.

In fact, she also gave an invitation to Wen Yi, only thinking that Xuan Yin was also there, he should not come.

"I'll definitely refuse if others ask you, but you're different." Wen Yan walked into the kitchen, and looked at the furnishings with curiosity.

Shi Yu turned his head back, lowered his head and returned the blood pressure on his face, and continued to work: "Why am I different?"

"Others are outsiders, you are not the same as them." When Wen Yue said this, his tone was very natural.

Shi Yu's heart tightened, and her face showed a funny look. "Where am I different? Everyone has eyes and a nose. Is it possible that I have three heads and six arms in your eyes?"

Wen Yan came to her, reached for a cut in her hand, and said, "At least no one can make the food I love, it won't make me happy, and it won't let me remember."

Shi Yu paused holding the knife.

These are sugar-coated shells! !! !! Can't believe it! !!

She shouted in her heart, but her buried face became hot.

Seeing her face almost ripe, Wen Ye was embarrassed to know that she had a thin skin, so she did not continue to stir her. But when he glanced out to see the crowd, the corner of his mouth ticked, "This slice is thicker."

When Shi Yu looked at the latest piece, it was indeed two to three times thicker than the others.

Explaining that she was just upset.

She embarrassedly took the slice of radish aside, but heard people eager to try: "Will I try it?"

"You?" Shi Yu looked up at him in surprise, and her slightly shy face appeared. When the reaction came, he looked away and gave up the knife and position to him. "Will you? I want every piece to be the same thin."