Chapter 153

Gu Beicheng look suddenly cold down, "you put yourself said so much, I then you talk about where the problem is."

Leng Qingwan raised a smile of complacency. "The first is that the cooking time is not long enough, so the rice has not been cooked. It tastes like boiling water to make rice."

After listening to Gu Beicheng, he felt Leng Qingwan's words were reasonable. Then he nodded in agreement, "what about the second one?"

Leng Qingwan said with a smile: "the second is that you can't control the heat. If you keep the fire on, you can't cook well. Another reason is that you uncovered the pot too early and didn't make it stuffy for a while."

Cold light Guan said, Gu Beicheng mouth smile more profound some, "did not expect ah, Guan son know there are so many."

Cold light smile a pick eyebrow, complacent reply way: "that is, so say you later have a lot of things to learn."

Gu Beicheng look suddenly cold down, "you will be good, I do not have to study."

Leng Qingwan was speechless to Gu Beicheng, whose face was thicker than the sky. She rolled a white eye and then said, "as long as you can say, I just don't want to worry about you."

Gu Beicheng's smile was more profound. "You're lucky this time. I'll cook a bowl of porridge for you to taste. You should lie down and have a good rest first."

Leng Qingguan didn't really want to drink porridge, but when she thought that Gu Beicheng was going to do it, she immediately became interested again, and then nodded, "well, be careful, don't get burned."

Gu Beicheng raises a smile at the corner of his mouth, and then looks at Leng Qingguan with profound meaning. "I didn't expect that guan'er still cares about people."

Leng Qingwan was taken seriously by Gu Beicheng and said with a black face: "don't be narcissistic. What I care about is that after you hurt your hand, you blame me. Then my guilt will be great."

Gu Beicheng began to smile. Without saying anything, he walked out of the room, came downstairs and went into the kitchen.

After more than an hour of careful cooking, Gu Beicheng finally satisfied with a bowl of porridge in front of Leng Qingguan.

Cold light Wan curiously tasted a breath, Gu Beicheng some mood full of expectation looked at her and asked: "how? Isn't it delicious? "

Cold light smile nodded, "well, this time will be better than before, but the taste will still be worse than a little bit."

Gu Beicheng's expression immediately became cold. "Can you not always compare me with her? After all, people have grown up since childhood. I just came into contact with her."

Coldly, Wan sighed helplessly, "ah, OK, everything you say is right."

Gu Beicheng is still unhappy. Unwilling, he grabbed the spoon in Leng Qingguan's hand and tasted it: "I think it tastes good!"

Cold light smile helpless smile, "you do, of course, eat more than you usually eat a feeling, after all, is the fruit of their own labor."

Gu Beicheng coldly a cold light smile, "you will say, well, don't hit me, drink it quickly, a cold drink is bad for the stomach."

Leng Qingwan drinks after listening to Gu Beicheng's words. Gu Beicheng looks at Leng Qingwan all the time. Leng Qingwan feels uncomfortable, frowns and asks, "Why are you looking at me all the time?"

"Because you look good!" Gu Beicheng said without face and skin.