The Rebirth of Crazy Ger

The pure fiery gaze of the little lunatic made the man's fingers curl up slightly. He fondled the little lunatic's head, and stuffed all the flowers into the little lunatic's hand: "Hey, I'll give you all to eat."

    Wang Jin looked at the flowers in his hands happily, he raised his head and smiled at the man.

    The flowers were a handful in the man's hand, but Wang Jin's hands were small, and after stuffing them in his hands, half of his body and half of his face were covered by the flowers.

    He smiled at the man in this posture, and under the support of the gorgeous flowers, he was like a fairy among the flowers. His agility and innocence made the man's heart beat as if it was about to burst.

    It happened that the little lunatic had no self-knowledge, and he didn't know how to restrain his seductive smile. Instead, after eating the fruit, he stretched out the flexible tongue in his mouth and moistened his tender lips, and the moist appearance like a flower waiting to be picked.

    The man turned his back suddenly, and the tips of his ears turned red.

    "...You..." Can you stop eating so provocatively?

    The man wanted to remind the little lunatic, but he couldn't get the words out of his mouth.

    He slowed down his heart that was beating too fast, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and then looked back at the little lunatic again.

    The little lunatic didn't realize what happened just now, and he was still sitting in the same place, holding the flower, lowering his head and carefully peeling the fruit. His cute appearance hit the softest part of the man's heart.

    The man suddenly felt a little frustrated, he showed a wry smile, shook his head, reached out to rub Wang Jin's hair again, then turned and went into the kitchen.

    After eating more than a dozen of fruits, Wang Jin felt a little tired, so he put down the flowers.

    This fruit tasted like syrupy water, sweet and cloying, but the good thing was it had more fruity fragrance than sugar...

    Wait... Sugar...

    Wang Jin turned his head to look at the fruits that he put aside, his mind flashed through an idea.

    He looked up to find the man, only to find that the man was no longer in front of him, and there were some noises from the kitchen.

    Wang Jin's complexion changed and he quickly stood up. He held the remaining fruits and ran into the kitchen.

    The man was cooking a piece of fried meat, and when he saw Wang Jin running over, he picked up the knife beside him, cut a small piece of meat and brought it to Wang Jin's mouth: "Try it, is it the taste of fried meat you mentioned?"

    Wang Jin looked at the piece of meat in front of his mouth, which was charred black on the outside and had a bit of red inside. He frowned and  in the end he opened his mouth.

    The meat in his mouth was crispy, once bitten down, the oil juice still could come out from the meat. The lean meat was slightly hard, but it was not impossible to bite, and the oil juice that came out from the meat had a special flavor.

    When you bit more, you could still taste a little bit of sweetness. Wang Jin's brows stretched, and after careful identification, he asked, "Honey?"

    The man raised his brows slightly when he heard this. He looked at Wang Jin and said, "Your mouth is really good."

    Wang Jin wrinkled his nose and said with a proud face, "That's it."

    "How is it? Is it the same taste as you said before?" The man asked.

    Wang Jin pursed his mouth and said: "It's far from it, the taste doesn't like this, there is no wine to remove the fishy smell, there is still fishy smell inside, there is no black pepper so it's less spicy. If you can add garlic, ginger,... sauce... the taste will be quite different.”

    Wang Jin said a lot, half of which the man couldn’t understand, he kept looking at Wang Jin who was talking to himself, without interrupting, just being a quiet listener.

    After a while, Wang Jin finally changed the subject.

    "Let's not talk about this, is the one next to you ready to be braised?" Wang Jin asked, he pointed to the fat and thin pieces of meat that the man cut into chunks.

    The man nodded hesitantly.

    Hearing what the man said, Wang Jin excitedly put the flowers in his hands on the table and said, "Use this, use this to cook."

    "?" Cooked the meat with fruit? There had never been such a thing, so the man frowned.

    Wang Jin said: "Use the syrup in the fruit instead of sugar, it will be delicious!"

    The man couldn't resist Wang Jin, and finally cooked the "braised pork" under Wang Jin's step-by-step instructions.

    When the meat was half cooked, the man realized something was wrong. The meat he was cooked was much more fragrant than usual. After adding the fruit, the surface of the meat seemed to be covered with a golden shell, which was extraordinarily beautiful.

    After it was out of the pan, the oil juice was still sticky, sticking to the pan. It looked extraordinarily attractive.

    There were no chopsticks here, so Wang Jin clawed the small knife on the side, stabbed a piece of meat and handed it to the man's mouth, he said, "Try it."

    He looked excited, as if he was the one who made this dish.

    "..." The man opened his mouth cooperatively and ate the meat.

    The meat melted in his mouth, the sweet and salty taste was perfectly matched with the fruity aroma.

    The man's eyes lit up, and his gaze changed instantly when he looked at the plate of meat.

    He didn't think he was greedy, but the meat was really delicious.

    "Delicious." The man boasted, and the little lunatic could always surprise him.

    The man looked at Wang Jin with unpredictable eyes.

    Wang Jin didn't pay attention to the man's expression. When he heard the compliment, he simply smiled and rolled his eyes, as if the man had praised himself.

    "That's right." As he said, he also inserted a piece of meat into his mouth, but after a while, he frowned, and put down the knife annoyedly.

    "It's bad! It's bad!" Wang Jin pouted.

    The man looked at the meat, then at Wang Jin. He asked with twinkling eyes, "What's wrong?"

    "Besides the texture, everything is bad. The taste I ate before is much richer than this, and the smell of meat is not so strong. This fruit is still too sweet, and it needs white sugar." Wang Jin said critically.

    "What did you eat before?"

    The man raised his eyebrows. According to him, this was the best meat he had ever eaten, but this man even said it was bad. What kind of life did he live before? Those who had such delicate requirements for food were not like ordinary gers.

    "What kind of life... did you live before?" The man finally couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked.