After the rebirth, the boss is slapping the face every day

Chapter 1528 The Glib Leng Yichen
Mu Ruo'an smiled, her brows and eyes were crooked, her beautiful starry eyes were even more dazzling than the stars in the sky, she laughed and said, "Smelly, besides being more beautiful and richer, it's not as good as you said. "

"Do you still have physical strength?" The man corrected aggrievedly.

Then, the woman's face turned red, she glared at him, and said coquettishly, "I'm not serious, I was just thinking about that."

Leng Yichen came over, sat down beside her, held her hand, and placed a kiss on the back of her hand, and said gracefully, "Beautiful Miss Mu Ruo'an, I seriously assure you that physical strength Good and not serious are two completely different things, if I have poor physical strength, how can I have the capital to be serious, but being not serious does not mean physical strength is good."

"Husband, I found that you have been practicing your tongue well recently, where did you learn it from?" Mu Ruo'an has seen shameless people before, but she has never seen such shameless people, and she can speak those shameful words so confidently, He impresses her more and more.

"During the running-in with my wife, I slowly comprehend the Tao, and my wife is half of my teacher." The man answered as a matter of course, shamelessly.

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Mu Ruo'an really convinced this man, shameless, no one can beat him.

"I'm hungry." She changed the subject.

Only then did Leng Yichen let go of her hand, stood up, gently supported her to sit up, leaned against the head of the bed, and then pulled a chair to sit beside her, picked up the chopsticks, "Come on, let me feed you Eat, let you taste my craft."

Mu Ruo'an doesn't hold out too much hope. For a greenhouse flower like him who stretches out his hand when he comes to clothes, opens his mouth when he eats, and can break a bowl even when he washes it, what kind of decent food can he cook? Don't burn the house down Yes, thank goodness.

However, even if he has a poisoned mentality, he has to taste the food he cooked with his own hands.

"Okay, I'd like to see what your so-called kitchen is like, but don't shoot yourself in the foot."

"Isn't it, you'll know if you try it?" Leng Yifa seemed very confident, with a smile on his face, he first put a vegetable to her mouth, and coaxed softly, "Come on, open your mouth."

Mu Ruo'an was already prepared to be so unpalatable that he would vomit, so he opened his mouth and ate it, chewing lightly, but let alone, although the taste is not that good, it will never be unpalatable. For some people, it is completely beyond imagination.

She doubted, "Honey, did you really cook these?"

It's not that she looks down on him, but that he, who has never cooked before, can cook such a dish for the first time, which is simply impressive.

"Of course, how's it going? Isn't it good?" Leng Yichen nodded, full of confidence, with a hint of pride in his smile, like a child waiting for praise.

Mu Ruo'an swallowed the chewed vegetables, gave a thumbs up with his uninjured hand, and exclaimed, "Well, it's completely beyond my imagination. It's the first time I have achieved such a result. Very beneficial."

She looked at the dishes on the table. There were three dishes, one was the stir-fried vegetables just eaten, one was stewed meat, and one was steamed fish. They were very common home-cooked dishes, but they were made by this man. Ordinary, even shocking.

Except for the last time, after he fried an egg, this was his official first time cooking, and it was so hot, no wonder he boasted that he could handle the kitchen.

(End of this chapter)