Rebirth of the live national male god

Chapter 87
However, Yi Beichen couldn't see his reddish ears because of his hood.

After getting in the car, he stretched out his two round hands as if nothing had happened, picked up a bunch of baby's breath and handed it to her.
The sound is still as good as ever and makes people intoxicated:

"Ranran, see you off."

Mo Ran took the flowers and smiled playfully:
"A sky full of stars?"

"Well, it's full of stars."

The mellow, cello-like timbre slowly flows in this not-so-large space:

"The flower language of the stars is to watch over love."

"Ranran, you like Doraemon, I will become your exclusive Doraemon, accompany you forever, and guard by your side,
Do my best to fulfill your every wish, okay? "

Even the huge headgear couldn't block his affectionate eyes.

It's a pity that the object of his teasing is Mo Ran who has made up his mind not to let him succeed easily.

Gently fiddled with the little flower in his hand, the young man raised his eyes with a half-smile:
"Yi Shaoqing's words are good! How many girls have you practiced with?"

Yi Beichen choked slightly, but at least he was the third person in the world in terms of IQ, so he quickly turned around:
"Before I fell in love with you, I never thought of pleasing girls; after I fell in love with you, I didn't want to please girls other than you."

Moran:······

Yes, it is really teasing.

Those who go to TM are indifferent and talk less, while those who go to TM are cold, domineering and powerful.

Yi Beichen stood upright in front of her who was stupid, cute, and shameless!
Cursing her lips calmly, Mo Ran leaned back on the seat:

"I have something to do tomorrow, so you don't have to come pick me up."

Yi Beichen opened his mouth, originally wanted to ask her something, but swallowed the words——

Don't ask too much... You will be dismissed if you ask too much.

He lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, thinking that he would not be able to see Moran tomorrow, Yi Beichen couldn't sit still:

"Well, why don't I make dinner for you today? I learned it specially for you!"

Mo Ran raised his eyebrows, thinking that this person had never been in the kitchen not long ago, and he was a little insensitive to his craftsmanship in an instant:

"I'm afraid of being poisoned to death."

Yi Beichen:······
In fact, he's doing alright...

But it's really not delicious.

Sighing lightly, he didn't force it——

Forget it, I need to practice more, and one day he can cook for her after he has fully ordered his cooking skills.

Didn't it mean that if you want to grab a girl's heart, you have to grab her stomach first?

Practice cooking, practice cooking!

Before, he practiced by looking at the recipes by himself, but now he feels,
It is very necessary for him to find a professional, chef-level chef to guide him.

After sending Mo Ran home, Yi Beichen couldn't wait to call the chef of Yi's family:

"Uncle Yu, start tomorrow, teach me how to cook!"

Uncle Yu:······

Can auditory hallucinations occur after cooking too much?
How could their young master's hands be the hands holding pots and pans?

Uncle Yu firmly believed that he was hallucinating, and it was absolutely impossible for Yi Beichen to call him.

But the fact is that the next day, his handsome and stalwart young master,
So he put on the apron seriously and seriously, and stayed in the kitchen, refusing to go out.

Even Mr. Yi ran over to watch with special curiosity:
"Chen'er, are you stimulated?"

Yi Beichen himself is good at playing with daggers, now he uses a kitchen knife to cut vegetables,

The flowing movements are also very pleasing to the eye.

(End of this chapter)