Sweet Undercover: Dear Madam

Su Qinglan didn't know how long she was in the quilt, so she quickly calmed down a little.

It seems that Tang Zhuo has been out for a long time, but there is no movement at all. Su Qinglan is worried, so she pokes her head out of the quilt.

As soon as she came out, she immediately smelled a strange smell. How to say, it was like something had been pasted, but it's impossible. She is in the room on the third floor now, and the kitchen is on the first floor. Even if it comes from the kitchen, it can't be so exaggerated.

So Su Qinglan began to doubt whether it was a fire. After looking for it for a long time, she finally saw her clothes on the floor. But now it was a pile of rags. My God! What did Tang Zhuo do yesterday.

As soon as Su Qinglan thought of what happened last night, her cheeks turned red again. She couldn't manage so much. She quickly took out a nightgown from the cupboard and put it on her body.

This house is really big. You know, the villa in the north city is very big. I'm afraid this house is several times as big as that one.

The whole house is filled with elegant classical atmosphere. On the huge corridor, there is a beautiful oil painting every few meters. If she didn't know it was just the house in advance, she would think it was in the museum now.

I have to admit that Tang Zhuo's vision is absolutely impossible to say.

But even if there are too many things to appreciate, Su Qinglan can't care about them, because the taste is getting bigger and bigger. Before something serious happens, she must hurry to go there.

Down the stairs, you can see the thin smoke, and the origin of these things no doubt points to the room at the end of the first floor, it must be on fire!

Su Qinglan ran quickly. As soon as he opened the door, there was a man standing inside. The tall and slender man was not who Tang Zhuo could be. He looked at Su Qinglan with a touch of innocent eyes. Even Su Qinglan, who was still angry, could not resist.

In fact, when Tang Zhuo said he was going to cook, did Su Qinglan think that Tang Zhuo could cook? This question, but also did not think much, even if not at least boil a noodles to build an egg should also be no problem.

Now it seems that she has overestimated Tang Zhuo. It's not just that she can't cook. In this case, I'm afraid she hasn't been in the kitchen at all

Su Qinglan quickly turned off the fire on the stove. It was only a matter of time before she continued to burn the house. Looking at the black charcoal in the pot, Su Qinglan asked leisurely, "Tang Zhuo, are you burning charcoal?"

Besides charcoal, Su Qinglan can't think of a better metaphor.

"It's braised meat, you fool. You can't even see it?" Tang Zhuo is obviously very dissatisfied with Su Qinglan's metaphor. He put a lot of soy sauce, but he doesn't know why.

Su Qinglan is ashamed. He has never seen such braised meat in his life. I have to say that Tang zhuoran has opened his eyes.

The situation in the next few dishes is even worse. Su Qinglan doesn't want to guess what it is. Compared with these, dark cuisine is delicious.

But Tang Zhuo seems to be making things for the first time. Although she hates him, it seems that it's not a good behavior to refute face at this time, so Su Qinglan can only take out the dishes.

The ventilation effect of the room was excellent. After opening the window for a while, the choking smell and smoke were all dispersed.

After these problems were solved, Su Qinglan began to face another major choice in her life, that is, whether to eat or not.

There are more than ten plates on the dining table. If their color and shape are normal, it must be a big meal. You know, she is really hungry now.

However, in the face of Tang Zhuo's works, no matter how to comfort himself, Su Qinglan couldn't bring up any interest.

"Try it. Although the appearance is not good, I am absolutely confident in the taste." Tang Zhuo looks at Su Qinglan with a smile, as if he doesn't realize what's wrong, or the man wants to poison her sincerely.

In the face of Tang Zhuo's expectant expression, how to say? Isn't it often on TV? Some people make bad food and force themselves to eat it in order to comfort each other. Since they can do it, they must have no problem!

"Well, I'll try." Su Qinglan silently answered, picked up chopsticks, looking at these dishes carefully, and finally saw a dish of slightly normal color, which should be fried vegetables. No matter how bad it is, it should be OK.

So Su Qinglan carefully clamped a chopstick, when he handed it to his mouth, he began to have an ominous premonition. He looked up at Tang Zhuo, and the man was staring at her.

At this time, it was obviously impossible to give up, so she bit her teeth. Su Qinglan put a chopstick in her mouth, but there was an unbearable taste in her mouth, so she didn't chew it at all and swallowed it directly

"It's delicious..." Su Qinglan forced out a smile.

But how could Tang Zhuo be so easily fooled? He looked at her suspiciously and said, "you didn't chew it at all. I've already told you that the dishes made by my young master will never be bad. Look what you're afraid of, take another bite!"

Another bite? It's better to kill her. Now we can only lie to get rid of it. "I'm not hungry..." Su Qinglan said.

But as soon as the voice fell, her stomach began to growl. People would lie, but her body would not.

Tang Zhuo is not deaf, naturally also heard, very angry said, "woman, you lied again, you don't want to eat, you can say, I don't believe what I do will taste bad!"

Then Tang Zhuo put a chopstick on the dish that Su Qinglan had just eaten. This time, it was su Qinglan's turn to look at Tang Zhuo with star eyes. Tang Zhuo was very happy and put the dish in his mouth. But after only two chews, he vomited it all out.

"Bah, bah..." this is more exaggerated than Su Qinglan. "I'll go, how can it be so bad."

With a puff, Su Qinglan laughs. She really does it by herself, so she leisurely asks, "I want to ask Master Tang, who did you learn to make these things with?"

Tang Zhuo hasn't come out of the disgusting feeling just now, drinking water crazily, "what's the matter?"

"If I can see him, I promise not to kill him." Su Qinglan with a smile, although things are really bad, but her mood seems to be a lot better.

Tang Zhuo also smiles. He won't tell her that his cooking skill was learned secretly when Su Qinglan was cooking. He doesn't know why it was like this. So don't tell this woman, lest she can't think of it.

"You seem very happy." Seeing Su Qinglan's smile, Tang Zhuo didn't know how happy he was.

Su Qinglan just found out that it seems that after Tang Zhuo suddenly came here, he became distracted and did not think about what he had just done. He even joked with Tang Zhuo, just like before.

"Who's happy!" Seeing that he was torn down, Su Qinglan turned her head and said.