"Ha ha!"

Lingmo smiled and blossomed. Just now she looked at the dishes and thought it was a delicious food. Finally, she found that it was poison.

He also felt strange. When would Ning Rongrong cook? Why didn\'t he know?

The spoiled eldest lady has always opened her mouth for food and stretched out her hands for clothes. When did she cook in person.

It\'s really normal to make such a meal, which is completely expected by Lingmo.

"You still laugh! I hate it. People work hard to learn how to cook for you. You laugh at people and hum... Ignore you... "

Ning Rongsheng said that she had realized that she was not that material at all.

"Ha ha, no! Stomachache... "

Lingmo smiled and collapsed on the bed.

"Poof..."

Zhu Zhuqing couldn\'t help laughing. Ning Rongrong was uncomfortable all over.

"Zhuqing, why did you help him? I\'m so angry!"

Ning Rongrong shouted angrily and wanted to skin Lingmo with cramps.

"Well, well, it\'s late at night! I\'ll make some, just make do with it... "

Zhu Zhuqing smiled for a while, gently got out of bed and was going to the kitchen.

"I\'ll do it! You are still very weak and can\'t walk easily. "

Lingmo grabbed her. Today\'s fighting soul consumes a lot of soul power and her body is very weak.

Of course, in her opinion, she had nothing at all, but in Lingmo\'s opinion, she was seriously injured.

It\'s like, you don\'t think you\'re cold, your mother thinks you\'re cold.

Cough... Why are you here again.

"Can you... Cook?"

Zhu Zhuqing was stunned. She had known Lingmo for so long and had not seen him cook.

"That\'s natural. Cowhide is not boastful. As far as my cooking is concerned, I can be a chef in any hotel.

I can cook any kind of cuisine. It\'s full of color, flavor and flavor. Make sure you want to eat a second meal after one meal... "

When it comes to cooking, Lingmo feels that she can\'t keep a low profile.

It is no exaggeration to say that he lived to the present by relying on his cooking skills.

He can cook any dish!

At that time, in shenghun village, Lingmo held Tang Hao\'s thigh with a pot of porridge.

Even today, Tang Hao misses his porridge. If you don\'t believe it, go to the sunset forest and ask him.

"No! Can you cook? " Zhu Zhuqing looked suspiciously at Lingmo. He didn\'t look like that kind of person who can cook.

From knowing him to now, I don\'t know which family he comes from.

When she met and fell in love, Lingmo showed her the feeling that she was a rich childe in the game world. Where would she cook anything.

"Look down on me, don\'t you... You are a man who knows astronomy, geography, hall and kitchen. You are proficient in everything.

Is there anything in this world that I can\'t?

Even the puppet mechanism concealed weapons can\'t stop me. I can\'t cook a meal? "

Lingmo said that it feels bad to be underestimated

"Then go! If you are not satisfied with what you do today, how can I punish you? You dare to laugh at me, hum... "

Zhu Zhuqing is still questioning. Ning Rongrong can\'t stand it anymore and puts down his cruel words directly.

Obviously, she was hit by Lingmo just now. The food she worked hard to cook was so terrible.

I knew I\'d taste it before I took it. It\'s a shame to throw it home.

"Wait! Don\'t go away. I\'ll come as soon as I go. Let you know today what real cooking is. "

With that, Lingmo opened the door and left the room directly, turned and entered the kitchen.

"Oh, what kind of cuisine! Cantonese food? Sichuan food? Forget it, eight major cuisines come one by one... "

As a foodie, if you can\'t even cook, it\'s really useless.

Lingmo tossed in the kitchen for a long time, and no one cared about him. No one would come here in the middle of the night.

After saying hello to the person in charge of the hotel, all kinds of materials were used casually.

Lingmo stayed in the kitchen for a whole hour and finally made a full table of food. It was called a table with complete color, smell and taste. It looked attractive.

"Finish!"

The small tower is packed and taken away with all the dishes, and Lingmo returns to the room.

However, when I passed Dai mubai\'s room, I heard an exciting voice inside.

“……”

"Good boy! Still in the mood to do good... "

Don\'t guess, Lingmo knows who\'s inside. Who else except shuiyueer?

These two goods have been tired of being together almost every day since they established a relationship with each other.

Envy only mandarin ducks but not immortals!

Lingmo originally wanted to scare them, but after thinking about it, it was a little too damaging, even if it was.

Back in the room, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing were still waiting inside. They didn\'t know what they were talking about. They looked very happy.

"I\'m back!"

Lingmo pushed open the door of the room and went in directly.

"What about the food? Take it out, I\'m starving... "

Ning Rongrong doesn\'t care what thirty-seven twenty-one, she still waits for a while to laugh at Lingmo\'s return.

No matter how delicious it is, she must say it\'s not delicious. Only by mocking Lingmo can she solve her hatred.

"What\'s the hurry! You dead girl, you are so impetuous... "

Lingmo gently knocked on her forehead, then came to the table and waved her right hand gently.

I saw a table full of dishes appear on the table.

"Wow... It smells good!"

After a table of dishes appeared, the smell suddenly filled the whole room. Ning Rongrong couldn\'t help shouting.

"Wait, why should I say Xiang? No, I can\'t say Xiang. I\'ll laugh at him later... "

Finding something wrong, Ning Rongrong hurriedly covered his mouth, but couldn\'t stop his eyes from turning to the table.

Lingmo looked funny, came to the bed and helped Zhu Zhuqing to the table.

"Come on, two little princesses, have a taste..."

"Bah, it\'s not delicious at first sight!"

Ning Rongrong said angrily and walked straight this way, while Zhu Zhuqing said incredulously, "did you really do this? Instead of asking the hotel chef to do it? "

She still doesn\'t believe that Lingmo did it. It\'s incredible.

Can you really do anything?

"Silly girl, what are you thinking? I\'m as shameless as you think.

Don\'t you look at it? What\'s the weather outside now? People\'s chefs don\'t sleep at night? "

Lingmo is very depressed. Why don\'t you believe him?

"That\'s right! Hee hee, I\'ll try it. My dear husband, is it delicious... "

After thinking about it, Zhu Zhuqing also learned from Ning Rongrong and said with a naughty smile.

Over there, Ning Rongrong can\'t wait to start chopsticks directly.

Just picked up a piece of meat, and at the moment when the flavor was imported, he couldn\'t help shouting, "Wow, it\'s delicious!"

As soon as she finished, she regretted. It was a completely unconscious cry. She couldn\'t control her mouth at all.

Is this the so-called true fragrance law?

At this time, she didn\'t care about ridicule. She sat at the table and began to eat.

Seeing her eating so fast, Zhu Zhuqing thought, is it really so delicious?

Thinking, I tasted it tentatively. My eyes looked back at Lingmo with a trace of enjoyment.

Obviously, she was also shocked by the delicious food in front of her.

Originally she thought Lingmo was just talking, but she didn\'t expect him to really cook.