The Cold President's Best Master

These dishes are not only fragrant, but also bright and attractive in color. The plate is very beautiful and exquisite. When you look at it, you have the impulse to use chopsticks.

Therefore, when Da Lu spoke, Dai Yue's brother Dai Xing, who was a little embarrassed just now, sat down impatiently, picked up chopsticks and wanted to eat.

At this time, "cough! Cough!" he Yue's heavy cough stopped Dai Xing's hand.

He remembered that he and he Yue were still taunting Da Lu, but now he was so impatient. It was a little

Dai Xing is fine. After all, he is still a child, and he Yue has lost his old face. He is already a man in his late thirties, but just now he kept barking and mocking like a dog. He was immediately hit by the cruel facts and his face turned red, just like a monkey's ass!

Seeing the bright dishes and smelling the delicious and tempting taste, he was hungry and kept swallowing saliva. At this time, he couldn't help holding it, otherwise his face would be beaten more seriously. Now he hated Dalu more. He not only beat him on the face, but also tortured him with this beautiful food!

Dai Xing looked at he Yue and then at Dalu, showing a tangled look. If Dalu's dishes were ordinary, he could continue to stand in a trench with he Yue and laugh at Dalu, but Dalu's dishes were just color and fragrance, which had conquered him. At this time, he forgot all the small kindness and benefits before he Yue. Now he thought of his own face, Just now, he laughed at Dalu with he Yue. If Dalu didn't let him eat, he really had no face to eat!

Dalu saw Dai Xing's entanglement. He was not angry because Dai Xing had just mocked him with he Yue. After all, he was Dai Yue's brother. Looking at Dai Yue's face, he smiled and said, "a Xing, you can eat if you want. What are you doing?"

Dai Xing was relieved to hear Dalu's words. He immediately picked up a piece of meat and ate it.

When the meat was put in his mouth, Dai Xing's eyes widened and almost jumped up excitedly: "God! It's delicious! It's the best dish I've ever eaten! It's the first time I've eaten such a delicious dish. Even those Michelin chefs can't catch up with Dalu's craft!"

Dai Yue smiled: "have you ever eaten in Michelin restaurant?"

Dai Xing shouted, "I'm just making an analogy. Sister, dad and mom, come and eat. It's really delicious!"

When he said this, he glanced at he Yue and shouted, "brother he, you can cook it too. The dishes made by Dalu are really delicious. They are much better than yours!"

After all, the child is only fourteen years old and speaks so directly.

However, Dai Xing's words also gave he Yue a chance to borrow a donkey down the slope, so he swallowed his saliva, walked forward and picked up a pair of chopsticks.

However, he Yue's pig kidney face was still dismissive: "the color looks general and the smell smells general. I'm afraid the taste is also careless!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his chopsticks and wanted to pick up vegetables.

He Yue's chopsticks were about to fall on the food, but they were blocked by a pair of chopsticks.

Da Lu looked at he Yue indifferently. This bastard just ridiculed me for running on the bank. Now he looks salivating, but he deliberately belittles his own cooking. How can I let him eat easily.

He sneered and said, "Chef he, since the color, smell and taste of my dishes are general, you chef he should not eat them, so as not to damage your taste!"

Where did he Yue have the face to continue eating, so he had to put down his chopsticks and sit aside in a depressed daze.

Dai Yue's parents are hard to say. After all, he Yue is cheap.

Dai Yue's family opened up to eat. They ate like a whirlwind and had no image.

Especially Dai Yue and Dai Xing's sister and brother, even the soup and water on the plate poured into the rice. Both of them ate a little support, especially Dai Xing, who kept burping.

Dai Yue's parents are even more happy. They eat a meal and feel better than eating in the most upscale Chinese restaurant on Xingdao!

Everyone ate happily and satisfied.

He Yue sat in the corner, stunned.

He thought Dai Xing would give him some leftovers, but he didn't expect that the Dai family forgot his existence when they ate. They all ate the wind and clouds. They were completely CD-ROM. he didn't eat a single bite of food. He had been enduring the smell of those dishes. Listening to everyone's praise, he was very depressed.

Finally, he couldn't stand it. He cooked a bowl of rice noodles himself. As a result, the rice noodles that used to be delicious tasted like chewing wax, which made him uncomfortable all over!

He hated Dalu more and began to think about revenge on Dalu!

After dinner, Dai mother and Dai Yue washed the dishes and watched TV for a while. They didn't see anything that could cause Da Lu's memories. After all, it's difficult for their current TV to receive Chinese TV stations.

Then everyone went back to their rooms.

Dai Yue took Da Lu to her own room.

Dai Yue's room has no luxurious decoration, but the decoration is very innovative, full of all the warmth and tidiness of the girl's boudoir. There is still Dai Yue's faint body fragrance in the room. Dalu took a slight sniff and felt happy.

Dai wanted to make Lou sleep with himself. But when he saw the bed was very narrow, he volunteered, "do you have any extra mat? I sleep on the floor."

This is a tropical area. It's nothing to sleep on the floor.

Dai Yue was stunned. She still found a mat and spread it on the ground. She also found a blanket for Dalu.

Then Dai Yue asked, "Dalu, do you want me to massage you?"

Da Lu said with a smile, "OK!" then he took off his T-shirt and lay on the mat.

In the last two nights, before going to bed, Dai Yue will help Da Lu massage the wound on his body, which can make the wound better faster.

Dai Yue saw that Dalu was black and blue, a little distressed and a little shy, so she sat next to Dalu and helped him gently press the wounds.

In order to make Dalu recover faster, Dai Yue pressed it hard.

But after all, she was a girl. Even if she tried hard, there was no pain for Dalu. On the contrary, he felt very gentle and warm, which made his heart swing.

Da Lu turned his head and looked at Dai Yue with a smile: "sister Yue, you are so nice. Will you be my wife in the future?"

Dai Yueshen was stunned and smiled bitterly: "Da Lu, you are so handsome and good at cooking. Maybe you used to be a top chef. Like the male protagonists in many food movies and television, you must have a girlfriend long ago. When your memories recover, I'm afraid you'll forget me!"

At the thought of the future, Dai Yue's face darkened. She knew clearly that Da Lu's memory would be restored. Maybe a girl like herself could only be a passer-by in her life.