Airborne hot search!Dressed as a villain, I became popular

Chapter 128 Rong Yun Cooking Soup
Li Jin stepped forward and scolded: "What do you mean? Han Mei, do you have any respect for seniors?! What do you mean you don't like? How old are you? How dare you not like it? I see you..."

Li Jin is doing well in the circle, and has always been regarded as the object of capital's praise. He has never been so disgusted by others.

The tour guide who was sitting leisurely at the front suddenly said: "The live broadcast is still going on, please keep your voice down, so as not to scare the audience."

Li Jin's voice lowered, but he was still not reconciled: "I don't even look at where I am, but I just rely on my face to eat my youth. I really think that if you become popular, you will be popular for a lifetime? What kind of spring and autumn dream... "

Han Mei turned a blind eye to everything around him, and he put on the blue earphones again. His cold and aloof appearance was still that of a highly praised genius boy.

[Meimei is mine: This Li Jin must be sick!Do you really think he is the boss?He himself does not know who he is?Don't let others tell the truth! ]
[Hula Hoop: Like Meimei, I don't like Yang Jia and Li Jin, especially Li Jin! ]
[I'm good at guessing riddles: Meimei seems to be a lot more cheerful than before when he came out this time. He also knows to ask his seniors for contact information. I hope Meimei will get better and better...]
[I don't know what it's called: Han Mei seems to like Meng Yao very much]
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Rong Family Villa:

"Brother Rong...is this the chicken soup you spent two hours stewing?"

Xia Yansen looked at the chicken soup on the table, the cloudy and rich black soup made him fall into silence for a while.

Rong Yan changed into more casual clothes, and the cold temperament on her body disappeared a lot.

Next came the two words that Xia Yansen was most afraid of hearing.

"Try it."

Xia Yansen held the spoon in his hand, not daring to try the "chicken soup" for a long while.

"Brother Rong, please answer my last question first. Is this black-bone chicken soup? No... Even if this is black-bone chicken soup, it shouldn't be so dark?"

Rong Yan said: "No."

Xia Yansen felt that it was difficult for him to maintain the most basic smile, and the corner of his mouth showed bitterness: "So it's because soy sauce and fuel consumption are put too much?"

Rong Yan still shook her head.

Xia Yansen's expression was complicated: "Brother Rong, you...you...why did you suddenly practice cooking again? Didn't the old lady say that she doesn't want to eat your cooking? Why are you messing around again now?"

Rong Yan paused for a moment, then glanced at him: "Try it first and see if there is any progress."

Xia Yansen choked for breath, looking at the pitch-black chicken soup, it didn't look like he had made any progress.

Rong Yan is a culinary waste, a master of dark cooking, Xia Yansen wanted to persuade Rong Yan more than once to stop here, stop torturing himself and torture others at the same time.

But Xia Yansen didn't dare, because to some extent, Rong Yan was his parents.

He tentatively asked: "Brother Rong, you must have prepared the soup so carefully for someone very important. Could it be that the old lady has changed her mind again and wants to drink the soup you made yourself?"

Rong Yan was silent for a few seconds, and some emotion flashed across her deep eyes: "I made it for Meng Yao."

"Here, did you make it for Meng Yao?"

As soon as he heard that it was Meng Yao, Xia Yansen breathed a sigh of relief. He was worried that the old lady would not be able to bear these hardships when she was old.

But Meng Yao's words, if it's Meng Yao's words, then there's no problem. Anyway, Meng Yao has a strong stomach and has been full of praise for Rong Yan's dark dishes.

In fact, these two people are quite compatible to some extent, one dares to do it, the other dares to eat it.

Xia Yansen breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother Rong, then there's no need to taste it. Didn't Meng Yao like the food you cooked before? You don't need to change, anyway, Meng Yao likes everything you do."

Rong Yan was pleased by the last sentence, but she still insisted on letting Xia Yansen taste it.

Rong Yan was not completely ignorant of his own cooking skills, at first he was only surprised to see Meng Yao finish the soup he made without changing his expression.But it's different now, Rong Yan doesn't want Meng Yao to drink the same level of soup again.

Xia Yansen was forced to be helpless, he could only take a sip, and then his expression changed, and finally covered his throat and retched: "It's good...it's delicious...vomit..."

Rong Yan's expression turned cold, he entered the kitchen again, and started a new round of fighting.

Just this morning, Meng Yao sent him a message saying that she would go home today.

At that moment, he didn't know what emotion he was in, but he felt that the sun outside the window was much brighter.

During this period of time, he would occasionally reflect on what he had done. Meng Yao liked him so much. Since he also had feelings for Meng Yao, he could no longer remain indifferent. He wanted Meng Yao to see his response.

After Xia Yansen felt his throat feel better, he went to the kitchen to look at his face again. When he entered, he felt that the smoke was so thick that no one could see clearly, and he thought he had strayed into a certain fairyland by flying through the clouds and fog.

Xia Yansen covered his nose and coughed violently, and when he could tell the direction, he rushed over and turned off the stove, and pulled Rong Yan out.

"Cough, cough, cough...Brother Rong, don't be overwhelmed. If this matter fails, there will be another one. You don't need to be obsessed with this matter!"

His white shirt was covered with a layer of oily smoke. Without looking at his face, who would have thought that the famous God of Holding would also go to the kitchen, and he did so in a very embarrassing manner.

He ignored Xia Yansen, and went to the kitchen after a while to bring out a new soup cup.

Xia Yansen was about to refuse, but saw that Rong Yan tasted it himself.

His hand joints are clearly beautiful, and his movements are elegant and pleasing to the eye, but his beautiful eyebrows are frowned.

Rong Yan threw the soup spoon in, and the soup pot immediately splashed black soup, almost like thick ink.

With a cold expression on his face, he said for a while, "Let Wang Ma and the others prepare meals and make more of what Meng Yao likes to eat."

He finally gave up, he was afraid that the soup he made would bring bad effects to Meng Yao.

He didn't care before, but now he subconsciously starts to worry.

Xia Yansen also quietly breathed a sigh of relief, anyway, it is good for Rong Yan to give up the dangerous idea of ​​cooking.

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After Meng Yao got off the plane, she waited until Xiao Song came to pick her up. Meng Yao took the two large suitcases of snacks given to her by the program crew and went to the company again.

This is an old tradition, and Guan Liang would talk to her from time to time.

When getting into the car with the suitcase, Xiao Song was amazed: "It's strange, Sister Meng, I remember you didn't bring so much luggage when you left, are they all snacks?"

Xiao Song already had a fairly deep understanding of Meng Yao.

Meng Yao couldn't wait to open a pack of jerky when she got in the car. She chewed and said, "No, it was given by the program team."

　small theater:
　　Rong Yan: I heard that Chuanshuwen and Kuaichuanwen are both popular heroine strategy characters

　　Stupid Meow: Ahem, is that right (inexplicably guilty)
　　Rong Yan (suddenly sharp eyes): Then what script do you think I took? What model did I follow?
　　Stupid meow: ... You, you self-strategy plus upside-down post??
　　Rong Yan (with a cold smile): You know it too, as long as you let Yaoyao conquer me, you can happily hee now

　　Stupid meow (serious): We are looking for difficulty. As the hero, you have to break through all difficulties in order to embrace the beauty!
　　ps: When I woke up, I saw so many monthly tickets voted by the babies, and I was instantly moved. I love you all. This is the first time I saw so many monthly tickets~
　　Thanks to Yang Yangyang, Lei, 11, Ting, WHAOE, Mu Muzi, rest assured, the best tempered babies in the world (arranged by time) for the monthly tickets, love you guys~
　　
　
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