It was said to be 30 minutes, but I was busy for an hour in early summer before I brought out my dishes.

Stir fried cumin beef, Kung Pao diced chicken, and her afternoon stewed kelp ribs soup.

There are only three dishes. She wants to fry two more dishes, but she really doesn't know what to fry.

In a very small restaurant, there are three dishes bowls on a table only one meter long. The dishes in the bowl just look like they don't have much appetite. In particular, the kung pao chicken seems to be boiled out, and the carrots and corn grains in it can't be seen.

Mo Ling smiled faintly.

It seems that this girl is embarrassed. The cooking skill is really a little bad.

In early summer, I was quite satisfied with my fried dishes. At least they were not light or salty, and there was no fried paste. In this way, you can at least eat.

She gave Mo Lingsheng a bowl of rice before she sat down.

"Don't laugh at me. I seldom cook at home. My parents didn't teach me." Early summer said awkwardly.

She knows her craft is not good.

This is the best effort to stir up these three dishes.

Mo Ling picked up his chopsticks and put a piece of beef in his mouth.

After eating, he looked at the girl in front of him with a faint smile on his mouth.

"OK, I can eat."

He used the word "can eat", a very objective evaluation, just can eat.

In fact, the fried beef is very bad. The small fried beef must be fried within one minute. It will be old when fried for a long time, and there will be no taste when it is old.

Two red clouds floated on her face in early summer. She has been nervous since Mo Ling came in, and it is still so now.

She doesn't know what's wrong with herself. She wasn't nervous when she saw this boy before.

Is it because this is where you live?

"In early summer, I'll teach you to cook two dishes next time. It's easy, as long as you master the methods and essentials." After eating some food, Mo Ling said.

The food was not delicious, but he ate some. First, out of respect for the girl in front of him, but the other party specially made it for himself. Even if he doesn't like it, he should eat some.

Early summer nodded slightly.

"Yes, but can you cook?" Early summer looked at Mo Ling sitting opposite. In her impression, few of those rich children can cook, especially Mo Ling. Their family has hired the best chefs. How can they cook by themselves.

Mo Ling smiled and revealed two shallow dimples on his cheek. Because of these dimples, he looked warmer and more friendly than his father when he was young.

"I used to cook by myself when I was studying in the United States. Until now, I can't get used to the food there, so I cook by myself whenever I have time."

With that, Mo Lingsheng drank a bowl of soup.

This soup is better. He really barely eats the other two dishes.

Both of them only ate a bowl of rice because it was really not very delicious.

After eating, Mo Ling came to the living room again and continued to look at an aesthetic book called appreciation of beauty. He usually read such books. He didn't expect to like reading such books in early summer about how to analyze the special beauty of things from the perspective of art and spirit.

In early summer, just after cleaning the kitchen and restaurant, she went to the living room and looked at Mo Ling sitting on the sofa. Somehow, the more she looked, the more she felt flustered.

This feeling of solitude made her nervous and even scared. It is said on the Internet that if men and women are alone, they will

Early summer's heart suddenly trembled: "Mo Ling, why don't we go to the movies."