Metropolis: I was forced to be the villain

To be honest, Jiang Yanchen really couldn't eat it, the braised pork ribs were all charcoal, how to eat?
However, Huanbing worked hard to learn how to cook, just to cook for Jiang Yanchen. If she said that this dish was not edible, she would be sad.

Therefore, Jiang Yanchen held on to the leg that was about to run away, closed his eyes and threw the rib into his mouth, biting it lightly, it was crunchy and tasted like chicken!
"How is it? Is it too burnt?" Huan Bing leaned forward, opened his eyes wide, and asked.

"Well, it's okay, but it's getting hotter. I haven't seen you for a few days. Your cooking skills have improved!" Jiang Yanchen gave Huan Bing a thumbs up and praised.

Hearing this compliment, Huan Bing suddenly felt a little flustered, "I have worked hard to learn how to cook, so I will cook for you every day from now on, okay?"

"what?!"

Jiang Yanchen shuddered from fright, and opened his eyes wide, "What are you talking about? Cook for me every day?"

"Yeah, let's make up for you!" Huan Bing nodded as a matter of course, with a very natural expression on his face.

"Let's not do it, aren't you tired from cooking every day? I will feel bad!" Jiang Yanchen said gently, holding Huan Bing's little hand.

He said so, but Jiang Yanchen was already crying in his heart, "If I eat this thing every day, I'm afraid I won't live long!"

Is this a dish?Dogs don't even eat it!
"Do it for you, I won't feel tired at all." Huan Bing tilted his head and said with a smile on his face.

Looking at Huan Bing's natural smile, Jiang Yanchen swallowed the words of refusal.

At worst, eat more Xueyan Pill to detoxify, it’s easy for me!
……

In Song Zhiwei's villa, Murong Rong was lying on the sofa, with her long straight and slender legs crossed together, holding a bag of potato chips, watching a movie.

"Rongrong, Yanchen said he has something to do at night so he won't be able to come." Song Zhiwei put down the phone, looked at Murong Rong and said something.

"Ah!?" The potato chips that Murong Rong handed to her mouth suddenly felt unsavory, she pouted and said, "Hmph, thank goodness I also prepared black silk!"

Song Zhiwei was also a little disappointed and said: "Maybe he is busy, let's talk about it another day!"

Suddenly, Murong Rong sat upright, smiled and said, "He can't come, we can go to Linjiang Villa, no matter how busy we are, we still have to sleep at night!"

Hearing this, Song Zhiwei's beautiful eyes lit up, she nodded and said, "That's right, then I'll make something to eat, and we'll take it to Linjiang Villa in the evening."

"Hey, give Husband Yanchen a surprise!" Murong Rong puffed up her chest, twisted her waist, and said burningly.

……

Seven o'clock in the evening, the night is hazy.

The Linjiang villa was brightly lit, and Jiang Yanchen was leisurely leaning on the sofa with a cup of tea in his hand, reading a novel called "The City: I'm Forced to Be a Villain".

Suddenly, Jiang Yanchen raised his head slightly to look at the gate of the villa, and he heard the sound of a car.

Then, the sound of kicking high heels came, and Song Zhiwei and Murong Rong, who were wearing black silk sling skirts, walked into the gate of the villa.

"Yanchen, I made something delicious for you." Song Zhiwei smiled happily as soon as she entered the door, and raised the thermos bucket in her hand towards Jiang Yanchen.

"Um... why are you here?" Jiang Yanchen was also taken aback, and immediately stood up, a little surprised.

"Are you surprised?" Murong Rong rushed over, hugged Jiang Yanchen, kissed him on the cheek, and said with a smile.

"Well, I'm very surprised!" Jiang Yanchen had a smile on his face, but he thought something was wrong in his heart, if he met Huan Bing and Liu Muyan, wouldn't they have to fight?

Just when Jiang Yanchen was about to find an excuse, Huan Bing ran downstairs. As a top assassin, he still had this perception.

"Yanchen, who are they?" Huan Bing's pretty face was slightly cold, she was wearing suspender pajamas, showing her long white legs, her big eyes were fixed on Murong Rong and Song Zhiwei, and said in a deep voice.

Murong Rong and Song Zhiwei also noticed Huan Bing, and there was a touch of surprise in their beautiful eyes. Huan Bing's body proportions are so perfect, just looking at it is a kind of enjoyment.

"Who are you?" Murong Rong crossed her arms around her chest, revealing her big breasts more clearly, and asked with a malicious expression on her face.

Song Zhiwei was also standing beside Murong Rong, and the two of them were clearly on the same front.

"I'll bring some food to my husband, it's none of your business!" Song Zhiwei was expressionless, her eyes filled with hostility.

Jiang Yanchen saw that the three girls were tense as soon as they met, and immediately didn't know who to help, so he could only change the subject and said, "Okay, let's all sit down, what delicious food did you bring?"

Only then did Song Zhiwei show a smile, "It's all your favorite food, such as sweet and sour pork, Coca-Cola chicken wings, braised pork ribs..."

After a while, Huan Bing couldn't help swallowing his saliva when he saw the delicious dishes on the table, especially the braised pork ribs, which was completely different from what she cooked.

After such a comparison, Huan Bing suddenly felt that what he cooked could not be called a dish.

Song Zhiwei's cooking has always been good, Jiang Yanchen also enjoyed eating, while Huan Bing sat aside with a cold face, suddenly aggrieved.

"Isn't it just a dish? I can't compare it to it, but my family Mu Yan can also make it. What's so great, what's there to show off!" Huan Bing turned his head away and said disdainfully.

When Murong Rong heard this, she immediately became unhappy, and immediately raised her delicate and fair chin, and said proudly: "In addition to cooking, Zhiwei and I are also very capable in other aspects, how about you? What will happen?"

"capable?"

"How capable can you be?"

Huan Bing dismissed it, cast a sidelong glance at Murong Rong, and said, "I dare not say anything else, Yanchen knows exactly what I can do best!"

"I know his length, he knows my depth!" Huan Bing looked proud, and she had great confidence in this point.

Is Murong Rong someone to mess with again?Once she burns, I am afraid that even monks who become monks will have a broken Buddha heart and cannot control it.

"No matter how capable you are, you won't be as capable as me!" Murong Rong stood up straight away, pointed at herself, and said with a smile, "Can you be as big as me? Can you burn like me?"

Huan Bing glanced at Murong Rong's chest, and had to admit that it was really big. She was already big, but Murong Rong was even bigger. Just as she was thinking of what to say to refute, Liu Muyan, who had just taken a shower upstairs, walked away. out.

"I really want to see, who among us is more capable!" Although Liu Muyan had an indisputable temperament, at this moment, she was also inspired to be competitive in her heart, after all, she was in front of her own man.

"What Mu Yan said is right, I'm more capable than anyone else, dare you?" Huan Bing originally faced Song Zhiwei and Murong Rong alone, and still had some disadvantages. Now that Liu Muyan joined, the balance was immediately balanced, and he even had the confidence to speak. All a little more.

Jiang Yanchen on the side was already dumbfounded, what can he do or not, and who is more capable than him?

I haven't gotten in the car yet!