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"Hey, you know what to do."

Mengya tried hard but couldn't catch Enyan's flickering gaze. The other's frightened and wandering eyes showed her uneasiness. Originally, she just wanted to make a joke on a whim, but at this moment, she found that she had a good impression of the woman in front of her. It seems that she is already stuck in the mud, and a few minutes of distance can no longer satisfy her desire. In fact, she really wants to get closer.

Luckily, reason is still clear and stopped the impulse before it erupted. Mengya's body automatically let go of Enyan as if she had been instructed. Although the two had separated for a while, the feeling of embarrassment was still connected. The silence between them was played to its fullest again.

Fortunately, the decoration and equipment here reminded Mengya of her original purpose. She walked to the place where the apron was hung, and when she touched something she was familiar with, her enthusiasm was ignited again.

"This is my cooking world, and the guests are eating at the place where we walked in just now. I have been studying the menu with my partners here these days, which is why I haven't contacted you for a few days."

"I thought you were just a fashion designer, but you also run a restaurant!"

From entering the house to here, Enyan turned around and actually found the answer, but she couldn't help being surprised when she was told.

Design and catering are originally distant relatives. The feeling of these two industries is one static and one dynamic. Few people are interested in these two different industries at the same time. It seems that Mengya is both civil and military. She is indeed a special woman .

"Actually, it's not a restaurant. We don't have a regular business model. We hold a banquet when we feel like it. We can only invite about [-] guests at a time. There will be no repeated menus, so every dish is carefully researched. What is finely ground and placed on the table is not just food, but a work accumulated bit by bit."

"Did you cook all the menus you mentioned?"

A skinny woman with creamy skin, hands like catkins, and fingers like green onions, Eun-yeon can only imagine her in fashionable clothes, wearing white-rimmed glasses, holding a pen or a tailor's ruler, circling among the models, but But I can't imagine her wearing a chef's outfit and a chef's hat, holding a pot and a spatula.

"It is necessary to do it yourself. The purpose of bringing you here is to let the Jin Da painter taste my craft, and then please give me your advice."

After Mengya finished speaking, she took out a plate of strips of food wrapped in plastic wrap from the refrigerator. When she tore off the plastic wrap, she found that there was a universe inside. It looked like something like jelly, with only There is a thin layer of transparent skin, but several bright colors are blended in the middle, a freshness that impacts the vision.

Mengya cut the food into slices and put them on the plate, and then made some ingenious decorations around the plate. See her fast and skillful technique, without taking time to think, just like a machine that has adjusted the equation. Machine, press the switch to run automatically.

Enyan's pupils grew bigger little by little with the speed of completion, her eyes showed an incredible look, and exclamation marks appeared many times in her heart. For her, the plate of food in front of her was a craft, delicately handcrafted. It's unbelievable that this is food.

"This is actually a vegetable and meat jelly. We named it "Meat and Vegetable Ice Fen". This is the first appetizer for the guests. Try it."

For the first time, I felt a sense of awe towards food. I felt that it would ruin the product if I inserted it with a fork. You can also put it in your mouth if you think about it.

Enyan held the fork in her hand but couldn't do it all the time, as if she was afraid that it would hurt the food, Mengya also felt that she couldn't wait any longer, so she picked up a piece and handed it to Enyan, and fed her the first bite A mouthful of food.

The woman in front of her was slowly chewing the food in her mouth, she seemed to be chewing her own tongue with such a careful look, the more Mengya watched, the more interesting she became, the originally tense and thick atmosphere was instantly diluted, this unexpected joy The picture made her almost laugh out loud.

The bouncy and crunchy taste, the aroma of vegetables and meat filled the whole mouth, salty, sweet and slightly sour, a wonderful but tongue-in-cheek taste, which made Enyan almost speechless in surprise.

It was the first time she had eaten such food, it was as if the essence of various foods melted into her mouth at the same time, but without stealing the limelight from each other, she let her tongue taste the umami of various ingredients in different layers, she did not expect a small mouthful of food The food is surprisingly satisfying.

While still intoxicated by the delicious food left in her mouth, on the other side, she saw Mengya cheerfully taking out a bunch of ingredients from the refrigerator, watching her look like a professional chef on TV, performing all kinds of martial arts Seeing this cooking platform, Enyan was dumbfounded.

The whole kitchen seemed to be buzzing suddenly, and the sound of food frying was wonderful to hear, bursts of different aromas swirled around the air, and there were also eye-catching beautiful chefs showing off their skills.

Enyan is very self-aware, knowing that she can't help at all, so she can only sit quietly on the high chair and let her eyes fully enjoy this rare scene.

Meng Ya's busy appearance is like a butterfly gathering honey in the flowers, not like she is always in a hurry when cooking, and she is so flustered that her heart is about to jump out. Cooking a meal is like fighting a battle, which makes her tired. Sometimes I would rather not eat.

I don't know how long it has passed, but after listening to a few cheerful songs, a few dishes that look like works of art are in front of her eyes, and Enyan feels that her eyes have been opened again.

"I put the white thick soup into the bottle, I found the picture of adults sucking the bottle is very funny, imagining that when people around me are doing this kind of action, I can't help laughing, this is to make the atmosphere relaxed A dish that rises."

Holding the baby bottle with human body temperature in her hand and looking at the white liquid, Eun-yeon recalled some unforgettable scenes when she was a child, but the dignity of an adult has been deeply buried in her body that has grown up through the years, allowing her I almost forgot what I did as a child.

Just when she was still worrying about the baby bottle in her hand, En Yan saw Meng Ya sucking the baby bottle happily. As Meng Ya said, her first reaction was to laugh out loud, and when she saw others putting down her figure, she was proud. Self-esteem also gradually relaxed, and then the body imitated the other party to do the same movements.

Enyan tasted the rest of the dishes like a food critic. From the main course to the dessert, she felt that there was nothing to be picky about. She felt an unprecedented satisfaction in her taste, which aroused her nerves of excitement. The urge to kiss each other madly, this time I can finally understand why the gourmet host behaved crazy when he tasted the best delicacy in the world.

"It's really... amazing. It seems that I have to get to know you again. I thought you were just a famous teacher in the design world, but I didn't expect you to be a famous chef in the culinary world. Sorry, sorry."

Mengya had heard such compliments a lot, but it was a different feeling for Enyan to say it out, every word soaked her heart like fine wine, and she couldn't help feeling elated.

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But does not destroy also mean that no one is nervous about the next plot, is my story not written well enough?

There are always two contradictory thoughts in a woman's head. If you love me, you can't love me too much. If you don't love me, I will die for you...

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☆, drunken night

"To tell you the truth, I learned to cook so that one day I might have the opportunity to invite a beautiful woman like you into my home."

When Meng Ya spoke, her eyes shone brightly and charmingly, and her smiling expression was like a mischievous little elf. Maybe she didn't know how seductive her charming eyes were. Facing such a sinister woman, Presumably Liu Xiahui also failed to sit still.

An erratic feeling floated up and down in her heart, Enyan couldn't see Mengya's intention clearly, whether it was true or false made it hard to understand, she was afraid that she was just being self-indulgent.