The bad prince spoils the runaway wife: you have to be good lady

Then he will look down at the bowl silently, or grab the corner of his junior brother's clothes?

of course not!

After staring at the plate for a while, the man in white said, "I'll fry it for you at noon."

Everyone: "..." (⊙o⊙)

He actually knows how to cook himself to make his junior brother happy>

This world where even steamed buns can rise is too unreal!

Everyone was so shocked, they blurted out and asked him, "How did you think of doing this?"

"I saw Helian Nightclub cooking for Jiang Yuyu."

"...But the princess and the master are husband and wife!" He Yan immediately emphasized the point.

Yuyu immediately cooperates, pulls He Lianye and kisses him, trying to make him face up to the meaning of husband and wife.

"She is my senior brother."

"..." Everyone was defeated by this powerful and invariable answer.

Forget it, Junior Brother is just Junior Brother, the title is not that important, anyway, no matter what the name is, he only cares about that one person.

It's really enough to have someone who can put you in his heart properly, keep you far away from other people, and always keep a unique place for you.

The man in white was serious when he said that he was going to cook. Given his usual natural dullness... Everyone waited cautiously outside the kitchen, ready to fight the fire at any time.

But half an hour passed, and the kitchen was quiet and peaceful.

Not only was there no fire and no black smoke, they even smelled the aroma of eggs being baked!

Everyone was shocked. Is it true that the man in white is a culinary genius, and he really succeeded in cooking even a very difficult fry for the first time with only one cookbook?

Everyone was too curious. Before, they were afraid that too many people would make him nervous and affect his performance, so they quit the kitchen. Now they all ran to the window, wanting to see the new generation of chef demeanor.

Then they were dumbfounded...

No wonder they didn't even smell the normal smoke of burning wood, there was no fire in the kitchen.

The man in white was still dressed in flowing white clothes. Even though he was standing in the kitchen with the most life-like stove next to him, from their point of view, there was still a big round and silly winter melon lying on his hand, which was not dyed by him. A little bit of vulgarity.

In particular, there is now a golden ball of light between his hands, and there will be streaks of golden light escaping as it moves.

But that stream of light will not run too far, gathering bit by bit, like the golden tail feathers of a phoenix, circling and flowing, making that ball of golden light even more beautiful than a worldly thing. [

Looking at the handsome appearance of the man in white, and his usual indifferent eyes that can't see sadness and joy, they even have an illusion, as if the man in white is really a banished fairy from the sky, and in his hand is a bird. The phoenix, which is being reborn from the ashes, will soon spread its wings and fly out.

Just as he was thinking, the ball of golden light really spread out like a lotus blossoming, and a pale golden light and shadow leaped out of it, soaring into the sky.

At the same time, the golden ball of light, which seemed to have completed its mission, also turned into a golden beam of light, flying like a frightened dragon... towards the empty bowl on the stove.

Rubbing his eyes and looking carefully, there was a bowl of hot oil in the bowl.

Rubbing his eyes again, the light and shadow that jumped out before did not ascend to immortality, but now lay in another empty bowl, which was five slices of fried steamed buns.

Everyone: "... just now... what was that?"

The man in white's eyes fell on the open cookbook, and he read out, "The oil pan is [-]% to [-]% hot."

"..." So is that golden ball of light... an "oil pan"?

Mantou, wake up!The oil pan refers to a pan filled with oil, not a pan made of oil!