Chapter 388

There was silence at the table.

Leng Rongrong came to Ye Tianxin's face, "how's your mood?"

Ye Tianxin: "it's a bit complicated."

"That's right." Leng Rongrong nodded, "eat it, you have to taste every dish, and then give a score."

"Really? Every dish? Can't you choose some dishes? " Ye Tianxin's face turned black. She felt that every dish in front of her was very terrible.

"Of course, every dish should be tasted. Otherwise, why do you do so much?" Leng Rongrong frowned. She looked at everyone unhappily. "I don't think you like our dishes very much?"

"No A group of people said against their will.

"No, I have moved chopsticks. Do you want me to feed you?" Leng Rongrong thought, "do you want me to feed you one by one?"

The crowd was terrified.

Mo Lin Yuan is to see to own madam, the facial expression is some dissatisfaction, "forbid to feed!"

Who dares to let his wife feed him?

He'll be angry.

His wife can feed him, but no one else can.

"No, we'll eat it ourselves!"

A group of people shaking picked up chopsticks or knives and forks, carefully began to get ready to eat.

But in front of each dish, they have a feeling that they can't do it.

"I want to ask This fish, it doesn't seem to have gutted? Does that fish scale still exist? " Gu Meiyue asked, pointing to a fish pattern.

"It's not like, it's true that I didn't open my stomach or go to the fish scale." Tang Luo explained.

Song Junlin nodded, "this should be done by Rong Ye. I saw with my own eyes that she put a lively fish into the pot."

Then song Junlin took a look at Leng Rongrong.

Seeing Leng Rongrong holding her chest in both hands and looking at herself, song Junlin quickly made a look like a food review expert, "this practice, although there are some simple and rude. However, it is also a very good practice. If it does this, it will be preserved by the original taste of the fish. The taste will be very delicious, and its nutrients will not be lost, because it is cooked together, so it locks nutrition. Although it looks very simple, it must be our Rong Ye's careful cooking Yes, right? "

People around looked at Song Junlin's heartless comments and nodded.

Thanks to him.

"I think the chicken and duck are very simple and crude, but they are the same. They keep the original flavor. Look at this feather. If you don't pull it out, it will give you a complete and good-looking feeling. Although it's ready, the chicken and duck look as if they are alive, still swimming in the water OK, I can't make it up any more... "

Tang Luo learned a few words from Song Junlin, and finally he was defeated.

"Less nonsense, just eat." Leng Rongrong said, "storm, rainstorm, what are you doing hiding so far? Come here

Originally in the yard, ready to sneak to the backyard of the two only Leng Rongrong to stop.

"Both of you are good eaters. Come and have a good meal." Leng Rongrong said, "seriously comment, you all give serious point!"

The storm came to the dining table in tears.

Then a group of people started eating.

Shaking hands, under the surveillance of Mo Linyuan and Leng Rongrong, everyone began to taste the food on the table nervously.

Li Ruhua looked around and saw that there was really nothing she dared to eat. There was a big pot in front of her with a lid on it, which looked like a pot of soup.

Hesitated for a moment, opened the lid, ready to fish out some soup to drink.

As a result, he picked up a Tangluo.

"Trough, Lolo, you're cooked!"

"Cook your head, I'll be fine --" Tang Luo looked up and saw the miniature version of himself in the spoon.

that thing is as like as two peas, but I don't know how to make it. It's just like him. It's still a self without clothes.

Tang Luo

The people around him chuckled.

Li Ruhua put the man in Tang Luo's bowl, "you eat yourself, we eat you, it's cruel."

Then, Li Ruhua began to fish for other things, but in the end, he got another person and fished himself out.

Li Ruhua suspiciously began to continue fishing, and then fished out countless people carved out of radish, everyone present has a share.

All of you

This soup is a little creepy.

Everyone's eyes fell on Mo Linyuan. Qin Xiong asked, "Mo Sishao, do you have any terrible idea in your heart? What kind of human flesh soup do you want to cook?"

"You can try." Mo Linyuan said thoughtfully.

Everyone closed their mouths and began to eat quietly.

Without a bite of food, everyone's face looked like death.It's terrible.

The earth is no worse than any dish on the table.

After eating a mouthful of drumsticks, the storm fell to the ground, and the two big ones rolled their eyes.

Leng Rongrong looked down at the storm and rainstorm, "I'll bring you up, or you get up, don't pretend, I can see it."

Storm with the storm stood up silently, on the ground, is just a bite, feign death when falling out of the drumstick.

Leng Rongrong frowned, "although it's not delicious, it's not so exaggerated, is it?"

The storm and rainstorm looked at Leng Rongrong at the same time and nodded wildly.

It's such an exaggeration!

It's really exaggerated!

It's terrible!

It's the first time they eat chicken without plucking!

It's the first time they eat ducks that have not been gutted.

They went through too many firsts in their lives.

Just as everyone was eating, there was a car driving into the yard.

When Jin Mingfeng got out of the car, he simply looked at the dining table and said, "is this a banquet?"

"Brother Jin?" Leng Rongrong takes an unexpected look at Jin Mingfeng, "Why are you here?"

"As soon as I came back from the shooting, I came to see you when I got off the plane." Jin Mingfeng said with a smile, "I want to ask you something about the silver needle."

Mo Linyuan saw Jin Mingfeng, and his eyes narrowed fiercely.

He came to his house quietly and came to his wife for advice?

A trace of displeasure flashed through his eyes, but the fourth master didn't show it. He warmly said to Jin Yingdi, "come and have a meal first. Only when you're full can you have the strength to ask questions."

"Well, I'm very hungry." Jin Mingfeng quickly walked towards the dining table.

They gloated and looked at Jin Mingfeng.

"Movie king, sit down." Zhang Qingyi kicks a chair to Jin Mingfeng.