Rebirth of the Heir

Chapter 288 I finally know how to feel sorry for him

"I..." Joey just started to say the first word, and choked up again.

She wanted to express that Mingye and I have no love between men and women, and I have never thought about developing anything with Mingye.

Everything has an element of helping him, but also an element of intentionally angering you.

Those ridiculous and ridiculous behaviors are all because of you!

But she couldn't help but say these words.

Inexplicable.

He looks like a gentle gentleman on the outside, but in fact he is the most unbearable with his venomous tongue.

The Joeys didn't want to be laughed at by him.

Then he could only bury his face deeper into his arms, and said sullenly: "I'm hungry——"

"Go back and cook for you." Mu Yunchuan hugged her a little tighter, his gaze became far-reaching.

Back to Wangjing New Town.

Qiaoyi changed into a light home outfit, and then got used to running to the next door to find Mu Yunchuan.

Mu Yunchuan took off his coat, rolled up the sleeves of his black shirt, and was busy in the kitchen.

Joey was stunned, and walked over, "You hurt your hand, so stop cooking!"

"Aren't you hungry?"

Joy was taken aback again, he didn't expect that he would really cook for her regardless of her injury.

Feeling strangely uncomfortable, but said: "We can order takeaway."

"Takeaway is not nutritious and unhygienic." He continued to chop vegetables, busy.

"Then I'll do it!" Joey pressed his busy hand.

She just scratched her arms and knees, which didn't affect her cooking.

He smiled warmly, "You will?"

"It's a piece of cake, go and rest quickly." Joy pushed Mu Yunchuan to the living room.

After an accident, the unhappiness between the two seemed to have dissipated a lot.

There was a spring breeze smile on the corner of Mu Yunchuan's mouth, and he didn't refuse. This girl finally knew how to love him.

It's not in vain for him to suffer this injury for her.

Not bad!

It's a good sign.

Moreover, he is also looking forward to the girl's craft.

after an hour……

Mu Yunchuan sat at the dining table, looked at the picture of three dishes and one soup, pursed his lips, and silently held the rice bowl.

Looking down, the rice in this hand is not cooked.

"This is..." He pointed to the dish in front of him persistently with his chopsticks.

"It's a classic scrambled eggs with tomatoes. You don't even know about that?" Joey raised his chin and said contemptuously.

Why don't you know this?

Miss Yi Ren expressed with her eyes that you don't understand my art!
"Uh..." The man's eyes fell on the plate of scrambled eggs with red and yellow tomatoes again. It was so sticky that he couldn't even pick it up, so he had to use a spoon.

"This is again..."

"West Lake Vinegar Fish." Joy is very proud. This is the first time she cooks fish, and it's cooked. It's amazing and amazing. Is it right?
Mu Yunchuan's point of view is: a plate of burnt fish, black on the outside and scorched on the inside, with wide-open eyes, it's obvious that it's too late to rest in peace, and it's impossible to eat chopsticks at all!
"This plate of Shanghai Qing is not bad." It seems that this dish is the normal order.

Under the expectant eyes of the Joeys, he put some in his mouth, and his expression froze for a moment.

"How is it?" Joey asked nervously.

I'm so nervous, what should I do?
Looks okay!Why is his expression so strange?
He swallowed with difficulty, "Is there too much salt?"

"Ah?" Joey scratched his head, "Really?"

She went back to the kitchen and showed him a jar of white stuff, "Isn't this sugar?"

Mu Yunchuan coughed twice, "This is salt."

"Salt? Then why does it look so much like sugar? Is it made by the same manufacturer? It's so substandard!!" Joey was furious, as if his IQ had been insulted.

"..." Mu Yunchuan smiled weakly.

He knew he couldn't expect her to cook a decent meal.

The Joey pouted his mouth high.

Seeing that the girl was so unhappy, Mu Yunchuan continued to eat with chopsticks as if nothing had happened, "You can barely eat your dark food."

She stared at him unkindly several times.

I don't believe that my cooking skills are really that bad, maybe I accidentally made a delicacy at the level of a master chef?

Seeing him eating so happily bite by bite, hum, he must be lying to her, although the appearance is not very good, the taste must be good.

Reluctantly picked up the chopsticks and started to taste the scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

　If the author can't even pass the first round, he can only rush to the shelves and charge, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...

　　I need you, give you sweet, give you sugar!
　　ask for a ticket~~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)