This is to say that none of the Chinese food that looks good outside is delicious.
Cheng Luo smiled, stir frying with one hand, pulled Shisan into her arms with the other hand, bowed his head and whispered in her ear: "Yes, you have to taste many things to know the taste, such as...you With me."
The last sentence was very lightly bitten, with a somewhat ambiguous taste. Thirteen's face turned red, he pushed Cheng Luo, and said angrily, "Can't you be more pure-minded?"
Cheng Luo raised his eyebrows, "What did I just say?"
The thirteenth embarrassment, feeling like being teased by Cheng Luo, poked Cheng Luo fiercely with a knife in his small eyes.
Cheng Luo's smile became more and more ambiguous, rubbed her fingers twice, and said in a hoarse voice: "Since you like it so much, let's continue tonight."
"I, I won't continue with you, you cook, don't focus on two things!" Shisan knew that she was no match for the gangster Cheng Luo on this kind of topic, waved her hand, turned around and left angrily.
But when she walked to the kitchen door and saw Chunyu Zhenzhen talking and laughing with Cheng Yun at the dining table, she felt that she had to endure the white lotus again in the past, and she was inexplicably upset, so she turned around and returned to the supervisor's position with her arms folded.
Although she didn't say anything, Cheng Luo knew why she reacted. Cheng Luo didn't tell the truth, and continued to stir fry.
The smell of braised pork ribs is getting stronger and stronger, Shisan is also seduced by this smell, and she no longer thinks about Chunyu Zhenzhen, when it is about to come out of the pot, she can't help but step forward, facing the pot of braised pork, Drooling, "It seems to be okay, but you should taste the saltiness first, right?"
Seeing Shisan's greedy little cat's expression, Cheng Luo was angry and funny, and took out a pair of chopsticks for her, "Taste it if you want."
Thirteen naturally wouldn't be polite, took the chopsticks, picked a small one out of it generously, and put it in his mouth impatiently.
It's just that the meat was very hot, so she spat it out in her hand and kept blowing it.
This cute little appearance is like a cat that was scalded while stealing food, Cheng Luo couldn't help laughing at seeing it.
But he didn't help her. Sometimes he burns it, and foodies will have a long memory.
This is Cheng Luo's theory.
But it's not the case here at Shisan. After "difficultly" eating a piece of ribs, she put them in the pot again.
Seeing that she was not afraid of being burned anymore, Cheng Luo pressed her head helplessly and said in a deep voice, "Is your mouth not hot?"
"It's okay. Your pork ribs taste alright, but I ate them too quickly just now, so I didn't taste them. I'll try again." Foodie Thirteen said seriously.
Cheng Luo was captured by her cuteness, and said with a smile: "No, you shouldn't taste like this."
"Huh?" Thirteen stared at the man in front of him with a puzzled look on his face.
Cheng Luo turned off the fire, took out a piece, and then covered the pot.
The piece he added was still in his chopsticks, he blew slowly, and when the temperature was about the same, he brought it to Shisan's mouth, "I want to eat like this."
Thirteen would not refuse food, so he opened his mouth to accept it.
But she didn't want to, as soon as she bit a piece of ribs, Cheng Luo followed suit.
A piece of ribs was eaten by two people very ambiguously.
Until the end, Shisan didn't realize how they finished eating that rib.
Cheng Luo licked his lips, gave a low laugh, and teased, "Do you know how to eat ribs now?"
Thirteen blinked and wanted to say that she didn't know, but she wanted to tell her that if she dared to say that she didn't know now, Cheng Luo would definitely come again.