Metropolis Super Mercenary King

"Why?"

At the door of the kitchen, I was surprised to see binglan standing at the door.

After seeing Luo Chen, mu binglan doesn't know what to do.

They looked at each other strangely.

Finally, Luo Chen took the lead.

"What's the matter? Are you hungry? Just a moment. It'll be ready in a minute

Mu binglan was asked by Luo Chen a Leng, immediately prevaricate way.

"No. I'm not very hungry yet. I want to see if I can help you

"I don't need your help. Wait outside."

With that, Luo Chen picked up a radish and washed it in the pool.

Mu binglan did not speak, but she did not want to go, just stood behind Luo Chen silently, watching his every move.

After a while, see Luo Chen wash radish, walk to the chopping board beside him, mu binglan seems to be determined to die you, suddenly open his mouth.

"Luo Chen, actually I am..."

"Oh, by the way, wife, I apologize to you for what happened just now. I'm a little too much. You don't remember the villains. Don't get angry again."

Luo Chen turns around and suddenly smiles at mu binglan.

While cooking in the kitchen, Luo Chen thought for a moment and felt that he was also responsible for the quarrel. He should know that mu binglan is arrogant, but he still asks mu binglan blindly. Luo Chen felt that his approach was somewhat inappropriate, so in order to maintain mu binglan's arrogance, Luo Chen decided to apologize to her.

Hearing Luo Chen apologize to himself, mu binglan is quite surprised, but she is very satisfied. She looks around and pretends not to care.

"Oh, well, I had something wrong with me just now."

Luo Chen ha hey a smile, in the face of Mu binglan, he is willing to bear the blame and injustice, just for the beauty of a smile.

They had a good understanding. They drew on the quarrel just now.

The atmosphere of the kitchen unconsciously becomes relaxed, Luo Chen turns to prepare to continue cooking, then let mu binglan go out to wait.

"That wife, you go out and wait for your husband's craft."

The mood is not easy to stabilize mu binglan, see Luo Chen drive himself, immediately not happy, even if from small to large did not under the kitchen, but she still want to prove that she mu binglan can do very well.

Mu binglan picked up the radish that Luo Chen put on the chopping board.

"I said I wanted to help, but I just cut a dish. What's the difficulty?"

Finish saying, mu binglan picked up the kitchen knife.

Luo Chen see mu binglan full of energy, then let out of the position, interested in looking at the side.

Mu binglan hands up and down, self feeling very good, and then cut off all the way, not a moment, then cut a radish.

"How about it?"

Mu Lan Lan asked Luo Chen, Luo Chen looked at the uneven, uneven size of radish blocks on the board, and could not help but make complaints about the fact that he was mistaken.

"That wife, I'll do it."

After listening, mu binglan shows her eyebrows and looks tall. She seems to be saying that you are not satisfied?

Luo Chen's eyes respond to her, is this right.

"You cut it. I'll see how well you cut it."

Mu binglan hands the kitchen knife to Luo Chen. She knows that Luo Chen has been boasting about his cooking skills, but mu binglan herself is not convinced. She feels awe inspiring with her talent. Even if the first time she cuts vegetables, it will not be much worse than Luo Chen.

Luo Chen has no choice but to open his eyes to you. You really think that I am a bragging force. I also took a radish and held the kitchen knife in my right hand. After hovering on the side of the radish for a few seconds, he lifted the knife and dropped it. There was a sound of regular and rhythmic thumping.

Mu binglan was stunned at one side.

She only saw this kind of scene on TV.

After Luo Chen finished work, mu binglan compared himself with his works and found that there was no comparability at all. His own mess was as messy as hemp, while Luo Chen was as neat as a picture.

"How about it?"

Luo Chen hands akimbo, proud.

Mu binglan hands holding chest, pretending to disdain, but in fact very much admire.

"You can't even cut vegetables, wife. You are so stupid."

Luo Chen looked at the charming appearance of Mu binglan and couldn't help teasing.

Mu binglan listened to apricot eyes wide open, straight looking at Luo Chen.

From childhood to adulthood, no one ever said she was stupid. Mu binglan has always accepted flowers and praise, applause and reputation. No matter what she does, mu binglan can do her best.

But today, in the small matter of cutting vegetables, Luo Chen said that stupid, mu binglan's self-esteem could not bear it.

"I'm just doing it for the first time. I'm not very proficient. I'll learn it right away if you teach me."

Luo Chen laughs and pulls up mu binglan's small hand, looks at her green onion like white tender finger, says gently.

"Forget it. I'm afraid your lovely finger will be hurt by mistake, my wife."

But mu binglan's arrogance urges her to learn Luo Chen's technique."No, you must teach me."

Luo Chen can't resist mu binglan, so she has to come to her back and hold her little hands to guide mu binglan and teach her how to cut vegetables quickly and neatly.

At this time, aunt Fang, who was cleaning, came to the dining room to mop the floor. When she dragged her to the kitchen, she faintly heard such a sound coming from inside.

"How about it? Do you feel it? "

"Well, I feel it."

"Don't worry. Take your time."

"Yes, that's it. Keep going down."

Fang aunt could not help her brain to patch up the bad picture. Suddenly the old face was red. She thought that the progress of the lady and grandpa was too fast. The last second was still quarrelling in the living room.

After hastily cleaning up the restaurant, aunt Fang trotted away all the way.

Mu binglan in the kitchen, seeing that under the guidance of Luo Chen's hands, he has been able to cut vegetables neatly, and is proud again.

"I said I could do it well. Don't hold my hand this time. I'll do it myself."

Luo Chen saw that mu binglan was really smart and learned quickly, so he agreed.

"I still want to hold this hand."

Luo Chen's right hand let go, let mu binglan take his own knife, but the left hand still holds her small hand, guiding her to move back rhythmically.

Up and down as you breathe.

The scenery is too beautiful to speak of, Luo Chen is not aware of the imagination up, feel a little thirsty.

At this time, a burst of pain from Luo Chen finger upload.

"Oh, I'm sorry!"

Mu binglan apologizes in a hurry, puts down the kitchen knife with blood and looks at Luo Chen's injured finger.

Luo Chen saw his index finger was mu binglan cut a big hole, blood is surging out.

"Sorry, Luo Chen. I didn't mean to."

Luo Chen didn't care, casually said that it was ok, at the same time, he also said a sentence in his heart.

I asked for it!