Xiao Bailu served a bowl of Yaoban mushroom porridge, grind it with fine Himalayan red salt to season the porridge.

"Is it just... porridge?" Huo Tingzun couldn't believe what he saw in his eyes.

The smell of such a fragrant food is just such a plain bowl of porridge.

However, the aroma he conveyed was better than all the delicacies he had eaten in this life.

"What, do you dislike? Don't eat it if you dislike it. Anyway, I didn't cook your portion." Xiao Bailu curled her lips. Anyway, she only made two small bowls.

Huo Tingzun took a deep breath, strode into the kitchen, picked up two bowls of porridge and left without looking back.

Xiao Bailu waved her spoon and said, "Hey, that's my porridge... Wait, I haven't added salt yet..."

Huo Tingzun: “…”

Without saying a word, he put it on the dining table and started eating in big mouthfuls.

The hotel's fast food is the most unpalatable thing he has ever eaten in his life.

He couldn't stand it all day.

Those fast foods cannot be considered food at all, they are simply feed! feed!

Is this bowl in front of me called real food?

When Xiao Bailu hurriedly chased after him with salt shakers and chopsticks, the man had already killed a small bowl.

She looked at Kong Kong Xiaowan speechlessly: "That's my porridge..."

Huo Tingzun thought for a while: "Then let me leave some for you."

He divided the second bowl of porridge in two portions and gave her half: "Don't all girls want to lose weight, eat less at night? I'm supervising you."

Xiao Bailu: “…”

She is not fat, she doesn't have to lose weight!

After eating the remaining half bowl of porridge with resentment, she found that the man was staring at her with awesome eyes when she packed the dishes.

"What do I do?" Xiao Bailu was not angry.

"Can you... make another bowl?" Huo Tingzun stared at the porridge bowl. For some reason, the taste of this porridge made him so addicted, as if he had found a precious taste that had been separated for a long time.

What he remembers is the smell that is sensed by his honesty.

Xiao Bailu's body was shocked.

"You still want to eat?"

Huo Tingzun nodded heavily: "Yes."

Xiao Bailu curled his lips and looked at him with great interest.

Although Huo Tingzun has become a dog man, one thing seems to have not changed yet, that is, he still lacks the life skills of ordinary people.

Can't buy things and cook.

Moreover, she could easily conquer his stomach if she did anything.

Men, your body will not lie.

Xiao Bailu smiled enchantingly: "Want to eat the food I cook? Haha, it depends on my mood tomorrow!"

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"Master, how come you make everything so delicious? What special ingredients have you added..."

After Qin Xin finished drinking a large bowl of fish soup, she was still feeling unsatisfied and just licked the bottom of the bowl.

The man pursed his lips slightly.

The simple and elegant white robe moved slightly in the wind: "Nothing special."

However, I just want to see someone who cares about it, and try my best to take care of her appetite.

Qin Xin felt sad: "Forget it, even if there is any secret recipe, I can't make this taste."

Cooking is a hurdle that she cannot overcome.

No matter how you study, you can only get zero-point homework.

The man got out of the Adam's apple: "It doesn't matter."

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, just have the master here.

Qin Xin said, and his expression became more and more sad.

She thought of Mr. Nalan.

A man who is equally excellent is also very good at cooking.

During the days she lived in Mr. Nalan’s Xinghewan, she sat every day waiting for delicious food to deliver to her mouth.

Such a good man, why is Lan Qingxin’s perverted brother?

How can she face him in the future?

Seeing Qin Xin suddenly stopped talking.

The man stared at her inquiringly: "Who are you...who are you thinking about?"

Qin Xin blurted out without thinking: "A man."

The man suddenly felt that the soup seemed to have added too much vinegar to this bowl of soup.
Chapter completed!