Wang Yue, who was fiddling in the kitchen, picked up a bowl of soup and walked out with anticipation after some action.

"Fang Mo, come and try it."

After accompanying Wang Yue to cook dinner, Aqing put down her apron and left the house with tactful eyes. When she left, she looked at Fang Mo.

Looking at the look of taking care of A Qing for herself, Fang Mo took the spoon from Wang Yue's hand with a little nervousness.

Although Wang Yue had been making soup for so long, Fang Mo felt that this was a qualitative leap compared to the previous kitchen frying.

I gently scooped a spoonful of the bowl in front of me with a spoon, and asked through my nose and felt that it was quite umami, so I plucked up the courage to take a sip.

Tang Gang and his taste buds were relieved, and an indescribable feeling rushed to Fang Mo's head.

It’s not sour, but it’s a bit salty when it’s sweet, it’s just a taste that’s hard to describe in words.

However, when Fang Mo was about to spit out the soup stewed by Wang Yue, he looked at his girlfriend with hopeful eyes and thought about it and decided to swallow the soup.

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Seeing Fang Mo swallowing the soup, Wang Yue looked at her boyfriend with bright eyes.

Although there was an unspeakable smell in my throat, Fang Mo still endured the discomfort and said with a smile: "It's not bad, at least much better than burning the kitchen."

When I see that my boyfriend still has the energy to tease me, it proves that the bowl of soup I made can still be eaten.

So Wang Yue immediately brought out all the dishes in the kitchen and looked at his boyfriend with wide eyes.

After looking at the table full of dishes, Fang Mo only realized why A Qing looked at him with a look of self-deserving blessings. At this time, Fang Mo was collapsed and was wailing in his heart why he believed Wang Yue's evil at that time!

Fortunately, the rice was cooked, and even if there was no vegetables, she could at least eat lard.

Under Wang Yue's gaze, Mo clamped up a piece of meat that looked like meat but was not meat and slowly put it into his mouth.

After the tip of his tongue touched the meat piece, Fang Mo keenly felt that this was not meat. It was just a piece of "carbon", a piece of meat that was fried into carbon!

"How about it? Is it delicious? Although the color is a little bit wrong, I feel it should be pretty good. Sister A Qing swallowed it just now."

Listening to Wang Yue's words, Fang Mo realized that A Qing had tried poison with her body before.

However, seeing his girlfriend's appearance, Fang Mo couldn't go against her wishes and slowly swallowed the pieces of meat.

Feeling the friction between carbon and his throat, Fang Mo didn't care whether the soup was good or not, and then quickly dried a bowl of soup.

"Yes, Sister Aqing ate this way just now. Are your eating methods the same?"

It's hard to think different, food like you.

"It's quite delicious, but the taste needs to be strengthened, so take it slowly in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Mo wanted to slap himself hard in his heart. If there is no pot, which pot should be carried, then? I'm afraid Fang Mo will not be able to hold on today.

After receiving encouragement from A Qing and Fang Mo one after another, Wang Yue picked up the chopsticks and finally reached for his meat.

But as soon as he ate it, Wang Yue's face changed. Wang Yue, who was originally full of confidence, had a wrinkle at this moment, and looked aggrieved.

Feeling the change in his girlfriend's expression, Fang Mo smiled and comforted: "It's okay, it's better to be on the go after a long time, practice more."

However, Wang Yue, who was hit by him at this time, was not in a mood to listen to Fang Mo's comfort. He blamed himself and picked up the pepper and poured it into the trash can.

After looking at the bowl of soup on the dining table, Wang Yue brought the bowl to him in anger and planned to drink it in to his mouth.

However, she obviously underestimated her ability, and Wang Yue couldn't help but squirt out as soon as she got into the mouth.

It was not until this time that she couldn't help but speak: "Fang Mo, why are you lying to me? If it's not delicious, it's not delicious. Me, me, I..." As she said that, she couldn't help crying in tears.

Seeing his girlfriend crying because she was unpalatable to cook, Fang Mo sat next to her silently and hugged her with his right hand.

"It will always be good to practice more. Isn't my cooking skills just achieved?"

As he said that, Wang Yue suddenly looked up with red eyes and looked at Fang Mo, "Don't lie to me in the future, I can practice it if it doesn't taste delicious."

Seeing his girlfriend's cute appearance, Fang Mo couldn't help but kiss her.

After a long time, Fang Mo stood up and cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks: "Look at me showing you my skills, we will eat fried egg rice with lard tonight.

Although I used freshly cooked rice, it was nothing serious.”

After saying that, Fang Mo walked into the kitchen and started to cook rice, but this time Wang Yue followed Fang Mo timidly.

"I want to learn." Seeing Fang Mo looking at him, Wang Yue said to him with confidence.

After dinner, it was getting late, so the two of them had a good rest and then prepared to take a shower and fall asleep.

But I don’t know if it was because of the failure of going to the kitchen today. After feeling that her boyfriend had some needs, she was particularly proactive tonight and even played the postures she didn’t want to use.

At that moment, Fang Mo's depressed afternoon was instantly released. When both sides went to the clouds and rain together, they hugged each other and slept in each other.

After getting up early in the morning, looking at the messy room again, Fang Mo reluctantly covered his eyes with his hands: "What did I do last night?"

Thinking of the fact that after being a tough guy for a while last night, Fang Mo was unwilling to get up. Even if he was a boy, it was the first time he had experienced that situation. He came and went again. A night of storm was not as simple as words that outsiders saw.

"Fang Mo, what time is it?"

Feeling the whisper of the person beside the pillow, Fang Mo looked at the time in a daze: "It's 7.00 am, I'll go down first when I'm going to work. I'll call you after making breakfast."

Perhaps because she was having a bit crazy last night, Wang Yue squinted her eyes and wanted to go back to bed to sleep. After discussing with her, Fang Mo took Lu Jin and A Qing to the company.

As soon as I walked into the company, I saw people outside for the circle: "What are you doing? Is there anything wrong with being around the front desk?"

Seeing the boss coming from behind, the onlookers immediately dispersed and let Fang Mo and others walk in.

"You mistress has something to do. I've chased my husband to Shenzhen Stock Exchange? I'm still working as a secretary in this financial company. Why are you addicted to being a secretary? You want to play with others again?"

When I walked in, I saw that it was Zhou Wenqing, a talent that Fang Mo had just hired yesterday. Hearing that something he had not even found out, Fang Mo looked at Lu Jin and signaled her to solve it.
Chapter completed!