Cities: The Goddess of Salvation at the start rewards ten sets of courtyard houses

Those chefs, holding the pots under the toasting of the fire, kept shaking, and the dishes were cooked in a while.

"Oh!" Zhang Qian sighed.

He dumped the plate of barely worth food into the trash can.

"Let me do it for you."

He stood up and walked straight towards the kitchen.

An Luoyi also stood up and walked towards the kitchen with Zhang Qian.

When Zhang Qian walked into the kitchen, he was instantly shocked by the scene in front of him.

In front of his eyes, the kitchen seems to have been under fire at this time, the walls are covered with black stains, pots and pans are also placed in a mess, and some of them even have some indescribable things on them .

"This is……"

Zhang Qian turned to look at An Luoyi.

An Luoyi smiled sheepishly, and said, "I, I just tried a few more times."

After finishing speaking, she added another sentence: "But I have made great progress. You can see what happened just now. It already looks like a dish."

Zhang Qian thought about the dish that he even threw away the plate just now.

He turned his head solemnly, looked at An Luoyi, and said in a serious tone: "An Luoyi!"

"what!"

An Luoyi responded subconsciously.

Looking at Zhang Qian's serious eyes, for some reason, she felt some anticipation in her heart.

"promise me."

"Huh?" An Luoyi's face turned even redder, she lowered her head, not daring to look at Zhang Qian.

At this moment, Zhang Qian grabbed An Luoyi's shoulders with both hands, and stared straight at him.

"You, you..." An Luoyi's heart was pounding like a deer.

"Don't be cooking, and don't let others eat it."

Zhang Qian finished speaking.

An Luoyi's originally shy face turned into astonishment in an instant, as if he didn't hear clearly, he turned his head and stared at Zhang Qian, with an expression of you teasing me.

Chapter 128

After a while, the aroma of normal food came from the kitchen.

An Luoyi, who was sitting on the sofa with a bear doll in her arms, was also attracted, but she turned her head to the side with puffy cheeks, not looking at the busy figure in the kitchen.

"Okay, it's time to eat."

Zhang Qian brought the last dish, wiped off the hot sweat from his head, and looked at An Luoyi on the sofa.

"Not hungry." An Luoyi snorted coldly.

But the next moment, her stomach made a protest.

For this evening's meal, after she got off the plane, she didn't eat a little food. She hadn't beaten her teeth all afternoon during the three-hour flight.

At this moment, An Luoyi's chest was pressed against his back, which was already hungry.

"I'm not hungry."

An Luoyi's face was red, and he lowered his head and said firmly.

Seeing this, Zhang Qian walked to the sofa and hugged An Luoyi.

"what!"

An Luoyi was shocked, but after realizing it was Zhang Qian, he blushed and closed his mouth.

Zhang Qian put her on the seat and brought her a pair of chopsticks.

An Luoyi still didn't eat.

"You can't let me feed you." Zhang Qian said helplessly: "It is indeed my fault that your cooking is unpalatable, but that is the truth. You can't really poison me to death."

"Are you starving yourself to vent your anger?"

"I'm not angry because of this." An Luoyi said: "Miss Ben dares to act bravely. If you can't cook well, you can't cook well. There's nothing to be angry about."

"Not this one?" Zhang Qian frowned.

He thought about it carefully, other than that, he didn't seem to have offended An Luoyi.

An Luoyi watched him contemplating, and thinking of his reaction just now, his face turned redder instantly.

Zhang Qian couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

He picked up a spoonful of porridge, handed it to An Luoyi, and said with a smile, "Hey, eat it quickly, you won't be hungry after eating."

He was smiling like he was coaxing a child.

An Luoyi looked at the spoon in front of him, opened his mouth, and drank the porridge.

She chewed it a little, and then said with disgust on her face, "It doesn't taste good at all, the beans are hard, and the porridge doesn't taste good, it doesn't taste good, no sugar is added, it's inferior."

She can't cook, but her food is absolutely top-notch, and she quickly pointed out the shortcomings of Zhang Qian's bowl of porridge.

"I'm a man, it's good if I can eat something, it doesn't matter if it's good or not, as long as I don't die from starvation." He looked at An Luoyi angrily and said, "And what right do you have to say about me?"

"If you don't want to eat it, bring it back to me and give you a face."

Zhang Qian just wanted to take the porridge bowl away, but he moved An Luoyi down, holding him in his arms like a baby.

"No. It's mine."

She snatched the spoon from Zhang Qian's hand, and drank the porridge with big gulps, with smiles on her brows and eyes.

"It's you who dislike it, and it's you who are happy eating now." Zhang Qian glanced at An Luoyi in surprise, then picked up his porridge bowl and drank it too.

"Don't just drink porridge, eat vegetables."

He picked up a dish with chopsticks and put it in An Luoyi's bowl.