Super Perfect Love Handbook

Chapter 152 Hua Muchen teaches cooking~
It's not that she doesn't want to be so impolite, it's just that... once you see You Yangguang's deep and charming facial features, you will unconsciously think of the lip marks on his face, the hickey marks on his chest, and the ambiguous scenes in the room. shout...

Stop, Kakaka... Why does Mao remember this kind of thing so clearly! ! !
Xia An'an's state at this moment, You Yangguang could understand what she was thinking at a glance. She was angry, funny and helpless, but she didn't explain it.

It's not that he doesn't want to, how can he open his mouth for such a thing? ? ?
Could it be: Xia An'an, you misunderstood me, things are not what you think, I'm not gay! ? ?

This is even more obvious, it is better not to say anything and let her figure it out.

"My grandma celebrates her birthday this Saturday, and I hope you can come to the birthday party," You Yangguang said.

"Huh? You want me to go too, but I..."

"Yes, yes, Sunshine's grandma's birthday on Saturday, An An, you must come. I don't want to keep flirting with those people. I don't know how many twists and turns in one sentence. I'm exhausted." Dongfang Xue immediately pulled her back. Said while touching Xia An'an's arm.

"Well, as long as you don't feel that poor people like me go to embarrass you." Xia An'an said indifferently.

"Don't worry, bumpkin, I will prepare your dress for you." Hua Muchen said.

"Okay, it's such a happy decision." Dongfang Xue said.

After talking about this matter, there was nothing else to do, and the four of them went back to their respective homes to find their respective mothers.

On the road, Hua Muchen drove a hot red Ferrari galloping on the deserted road.

"I'll teach you how to cook tonight." Hua Muchen said to Xia An'an in a gentle voice while driving with one hand and with the other hand outside the window for a ride.

"Okay, but there is one condition. I don't have any talent for cooking, so don't think I'm stupid."

"You're not smart in the first place, do you still need others to dislike you?" Hua Muchen said jokingly.

It wasn't until the evening that Hua Muchen realized how lacking the talent was.

"Xia An'an, are you a pig? You don't add oil before cooking, are you going to roast it?"

"Are you short-sighted, can't tell the difference between salt and sugar?"

"How can you keep warm with the fire so high?"

"You didn't scrape the scales of the fish and you just put it in the pot? Do you have any common sense in life?"

"Forget it, I'm going to scrape the fish scales, you pass this seasoning first."

'Huh—'Suddenly a large bunch of flames burst out from the frying pan.

"Ahhh, Hua Muchen's pot is on fire!"

"Wait, no water!"

It's still too late for Hua Muchen.

'Puff—boom—'

The kitchen is fried...

Xia Anan spat out the dust in her mouth, her face was dark, and her hair was about to explode into curls.

"Why didn't you say earlier..."

Hua Muchen stroked his forehead with a headache, "Why didn't I say it earlier, why didn't you say that you acted too quickly."

Xia Anan curled her lips aggrieved, "Okay, that's my fault. I'll do it again."

This is already the third frying pan, Hua Muchen glanced at the stove which could no longer see its original shape, and the trash can was full of scorched objects.

Standing in the messy kitchen, the corner of his mouth twitched. He decided to give up training Xia An'an, a culinary idiot, and resolutely prevent her from entering the kitchen in the future.

"Forget it, don't need to do it, I will do it in the future."

"Hey, why are you like this? You can't just teach me half of what you agreed to cook. Do you know that your behavior is the same as what people often say, you can show me this when I take off my pants. It's the same Yes." Xia Anan stared dissatisfied.

Hua Muchen: ...! !

Does it still depend on it?

　There is another update today, I will try to post it as soon as possible, so as not to delay everyone watching the Spring Festival Gala.

　　Once again, I wish everyone a happy new year, all the best, and the number of red envelopes is soft~(*^__^*)……

　　
　
(End of this chapter)