Han Zong: Starting From Chinatown, Dominating South Korea

After flying back from Jeju Island,

Zheng En'ai and Bai Chengze returned to the huge manor.

Both of them tacitly did not mention what happened last night,

However, Zheng Eun-ai is still immersed in great melancholy, and some will not be sure how to face Bai Chengze.

On the plane back, she pretended to sleep,

It's actually tossing and turning, hard to sleep,

The reason why I pretended to sleep was just because I didn't know how to face Bai Chengze.

As soon as she returned home, she immediately found a reason to get into the room and did not come out all day.

And Bai Chengze, when it was nearly dark,

I called a driver and rode out the door in the family's Rolls-Royce.

The car drove smoothly all the way to the Hera Palace.

Carefully calculated, it has been a few days since Bai Chengze left Hera Palace,

In the past few days, although they have been in frequent telephone contact with Yang Qiaoan, they have never seen them.

After being away for so long, it's time to come back and take a look.

After coming to the Hera Palace,

Bai Chengze took out several electronic room cards from the carry-on space,

Riding the elevator,

First, he came to Yang Qiaoan's sixty-eighth floor.

Yang Qiaoan has already received the news that Bai Chengze is coming back,

She happily prepared for a long time, laboriously preparing a large table of dishes.

When Bai Chengze pushed open the door and came in, his nose twitched twice, and his face was slightly embarrassed.

Yang Qiaoan's cooking skills he knows,

But it is clear that Yang Qiaoan herself knows nothing about her own cooking skills, and is even a little complacent.

In the huge living room, Yang Qiaoan has changed into a delicate evening dress, and she is still wearing a collar given to her by Bai Chengze around her neck.

When she saw that it was Bai Chengze who had returned, she immediately trotted all the way into his arms, gently rubbing her head against his chest

Bai Chengze stroked the top of her head with his hand, "Did you miss me?"

"Think..." Yang Qiaoan said succinctly, "Do we eat first or eat first..."

Hearing this, Bai decisively chose the latter.

Everything in the world, compared with tasting Yang Qiaoan's cooking skills, seems so insignificant and insignificant.

If you want to eat Yang Qiaoan's dishes, you have to have a lot of courage.

So, Bai Chengze didn't think about it, he chose to eat something else, such as seafood.

After a meal of seafood,

Bai Chengze was not able to escape in the end,

Yang Qiaoan pulled him to the front of the dining table, and said with some regret, "You should have eaten first, you see, after such a long delay, they are all cold.....

Hearing this, Bai Chengze quickly took the opportunity to say: "Don't eat it when it's cold, I'll take you to eat something else delicious later."

"No..." Yang Qiaoan was quite dissatisfied, pointing to a few dinner plates on the table, "These are all things that I put a lot of effort into doing..."

Bai Chengze looked at the black dishes and coughed twice in embarrassment,

He gasped, pointed to a plate of black soup that looked unclear, and asked, "What kind of dish is this?"

Yang Qiaoan's eyes lit up, "Rib soup!"

Saying that, she quickly served Bai Chengze a bowl and brought it to him, "Do you taste it or not."

Bai Chengze swallowed a mouthful of spit silently, his Adam's apple rolled, and the whole person looked a little nervous.

He hesitantly took the small bowl, brought it to the tip of his nose and sniffed,

To be honest, this rib soup does have a little bit of rib flavor in it,

But not much.

It smelled more like a pig rolling in a large pot of boiling water without shedding, and that was the smell.

However, for Yang Qiaoan's sake,

Bai Chengze still decided to humiliate herself and give her a little face.

He held his breath and took a sip, and swallowed his face into his throat with difficulty,

Despite this, there is a long and indescribable taste that reverberates in the mouth, lingering.

Bai Chengze really couldn't understand why he was so rich and had to suffer this sin.

Maybe that's the price of love.

He loved Yang Qiaoan deeply and heavily.

"It's delicious," Bai Chengze wiped his mouth, "don't burn it next time." ”

......... Ask for flowers...

Yang Qiaoan heard the praise, and sandwiched two chopsticks for Bai Chengze on top of the rice, "You love and love again!"

Bai Chengze glanced at the two dark things that didn't know what kind of dish they were, and frowned, "What is this again?"

"Guess," Yang Qiaoan was mysterious and satisfied.

"Potatoes, Bai Chengze is a little unsure.

"Wrong," Yang Qiaoan looked regretful, "it's cauliflower." ”

"Huh?" Bai Chengze's whole person was stunned,

He couldn't understand how Yang Qiaoan burned the flower into Wang Zhong with a pair of skillful hands.

Because these two things are really a bit out of the way.

00.......

The letter will be suspiciously eaten for a small part, it is indeed the taste of the garden.

But the taste can only be known by those who eat it.

Bai Chengze exhaled a long breath and secretly sighed,

If you want to eat Yang Qiaoan's dishes lightly, you must at least have the poison resistance of Brother Feilu.

At this moment, Yang Qiaoan picked up another chopstick dish, "You again..."

"Enough!" Bai Chengze sternly stopped her.

"Master: Yang Qiaoan lowered his head slightly, pouting aggrievedly, "Is it that my craftsmanship is too bad..."

Bai Chengze saw her like this, a little unbearable,

After all, in the final analysis, Yang Qiaoan is also out of kindness,

She's just addicted to food.

Bai Chengze took her into his arms and gently stroked her back, "It's okay, people are self-aware. ”

"Huh?" Yang Qiaoan frowned, "Is it really that unpalatable?"

Bai Chengze did not answer positively, he gently took Yang Qiaoan's hand, "Your hands are too delicate, they shouldn't be stained with Yang Chun water, I'll find a housewife for you, okay?"

Yang Qiaoan buried his head in Bai Chengze's chest again, "Okay. ”

Bai Chengze rhythmically patted Yang Qiaoan's back, "It's not you who is wrong, it's the kitchen."

The two hugged like this for a while,

Yang Qiaoan raised his head again, "Are you hungry, let's eat some seafood pills?"