The rise starts with cutting off Jiang Nansun!

"Oh, smaller, okay...then what?" Zhu Suosuo expressed his understanding again.

"Pour the oil..." Aunt Jia had to remind again.

Jiang Nansun stood an arm's length away from the stove, then bent slightly and started pouring oil from the oil pot...

Maybe she was afraid that the frying pan would suddenly jump up and eat her?

"Enough, enough! More, more girls..."

Aunt Jia reminded her for the third time, and her voice couldn't help but get louder.

As a kitchen veteran, she was really tired when she saw others cooking like this! ~

"..."

Jiang Nansun stopped his hand a little embarrassed and put down the oil can, "...Aunt Jia, what's the next step?"

"...put eggs"

Aunt Jia silently recited the reassuring mantra in her heart and warned herself not to be anxious.

The girl in front of me is a forward-looking young lady who has no fingers in the water. It is already very good to be able to do this.

next moment......

'puff--'

In order to prevent himself from being eaten by the jumping pot, Jiang Nansun continued to stand far away, and then poured the eggs in the bowl into the pot from a distance...

'Zi la~'

"oops!!"

The previous sound was from the hot oil in the oil pan. It received a physical impact and splashed out of the pan, spreading everywhere.

The last sound.

It was Jiang Nansun who was so frightened by this scene!

The whole person was ejected and jumped back, and the body hit the cabinet, and the whole person staggered.

The remaining egg liquid at the bottom of the bowl in his hand spilled all over himself, and the oil can that had just been put down on the cupboard behind him was also hit!

The oil inside slowly flows to the ground like a trickle along the mouth of the bottle...

"No, that's not how eggs are placed, girl~"

Aunt Jia complained, but she was not slow with her hands. She rushed forward and turned the stove valve to turn off the rising flame.

"Girl...look...let's just say, why don't you go back?"

Turning around and picking up the oil pot that fell to the ground, Aunt Jia held her forehead.

"Girl, what are you going to do with your rich daughter learning how to cook? You will never have to do such menial work in the kitchen in your life~"

Looking at the kitchen, which had been tormented by the clumsy Jiang Nansun and now became a mess, as if it had been a war, Aunt Jia couldn't help it anymore and began to persuade Jiang Nansun to leave.

Isn't this just adding to the chaos?

Jiang Nansun originally agreed to learn cooking from her...

She didn't say anything, just learn if you want, the eldest lady just whim~

As a nanny, she can cooperate if she can~

to this end.

Then she specially selected the simplest national dish, which is the first choice for most Xia people to learn how to cook - tomato scrambled eggs!

In the end, Jiang Nansun made such a quick dish like this?

Just about to blow up the kitchen? !

Aunt Jia stroked her heart and said she couldn't bear it!

She is just a nanny!

Not some New Oriental cooking teacher~

It's better not to make things difficult for Miss Jiang when it comes to teaching her how to cook, right?

"Aunt Jia..."

After being forced out of the messy kitchen by Aunt Jia, Jiang Nansun looked a little embarrassed and a little embarrassed when he saw Aunt Jia go back to clean up the mess.

No.

This is not what she thought!

Suosuo is so good at cooking...

When I was bored and watched Aunt Jia cooking, she also did it very smoothly.

How come there are so many twists and turns and ups and downs in getting to her place?

Thinking about the hot oil splashing and the flame rising...

Jiang Nansun's body trembled.

I have given up on learning to cook!

Too scary!

Standing there for a while...

Jiang Nansun began to feel agitated!

No!

So what should she 567 do now?

I had agreed before that I would let Qin Feng taste her cooking skills, but when I cook, I feel...

It seems not as simple as she thought?

It seems difficult? !

But the problem is, she has already blown away all the bullshit...

Stretching out his slender little finger and scratching his head gently, Jiang Nansun showed a trace of distress on his face...

at the same time.

Just when Jiang Nansun felt his head getting big.

IFC Plaza.

Zhu Suosuo changed into a pure black dress that matched the atmosphere of a candlelight dinner, and strolled out of the Louis Vuitton fitting room.

"Does it look good?"

Zhu Suosuo walked to Qin Feng and turned around in a circle.

The black skirt flutters gently...

Looking at Zhu Suosuo, who was like a black swan, exuding elegance and mysterious temperament, Qin Feng's eyes suddenly lit up!

next moment.

He directly shouted at the salesperson Hou who was standing by.

"Waiter, come here and put another pair of black stockings on her!!"

Without black silk, there is no soul!

When Zhu Suosuo, who was spinning and letting the hem of her skirt fly, heard this, her high heels became unsteady and she almost fell to the ground...

Chapter 122 Zhu Suosuo is confused!She can't understand! [Ask for flowers]

Louis Vuitton IFC store.

At Qin Feng's signal, the salesperson turned around to pick up the mobile POS machine.

on the sofa.

Wearing a black dress and black slender high heels, her slender and straight beautiful legs were also wrapped in thin black stockings, and she watched the female salesperson leave.

Her legs were naturally stacked together, raising her legs in a posture similar to a cross-legged...

"Are you satisfied now?"

After hitting Qin Feng on the shoulder with his backhand, Zhu Suosuo sounded sad.

Of course, the words are angry.

But she still held Qin Feng's arm intimately and pressed her body closely against him.

The long and narrow red phoenix eyes are as charming as silk!

Not only that.

I don’t know whether it is intentional or not...

Do not!

Qin Feng was sure that this girl did it on purpose.

Looking at her right leg, which was wrapped in ultra-thin black stockings and stacked on her left leg, she was deliberately straightening her right leg. It was obvious that she was deliberately showing him a scene to admire...

Qin Feng couldn't help but feel swaying~

To know.

The dress Qin Feng chose for Zhu Suosuo had a short hem.

When Zhu Suosuo stood up, the hem of her skirt barely reached above her knees.

At this moment, with Zhu Suosuo sitting down with his legs folded like this, it could only cover the middle of his thighs...

Although not exposed at all.

But under the dazzling lights overhead, the thin black silk reflected a layer of matte color in Qin Feng's eyes...

This hazy temptation has a stronger impact on Qin Feng than if it were exposed...