Dressed as a charming woman of the era, the rough guy sends space supplies in seconds

Chapter 15 She?Jiaohua?

Qin Yan's words were colder than the weather in March.

"What a good thing are you? Don't you just accept other people's meat? What, bah! Shame on you!"

Chen Jianping's male chauvinism was immediately aroused, and he cursed at Qin Yan.

"Ow!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was thrown back again and again by Qin Yan. Chen Jianping avoided the barrel while swearing through gritted teeth.

"I can't get any woman I like! The village head is my father, you just wait to be dealt with!"

"Do you know who my father is? You tell your father to wait, and my father will go find him right away!"

With a bang, Qin Yan hit his head hard.

Chen Jianping's head was dizzy for a moment, who is her father?She still has a background?can't you?
"Ouch!"

Another blow, he couldn't stand it anymore, he could only run away with his head covered, his figure in a panic.

These people made a lot of noise. There are neighbors all around the hut. Although the distance between the houses is a little far, but the noise is so loud, many neighbors still stick their heads out to watch, gossiping.

"The heroine of the next issue of 818 Golden Eye will be me."

Qin Yan shrugged indifferently, closed the door and went in.

The wet Sheng Manjiang hadn't gone far, he watched the whole process of Qin Yan beating up the scumbag, and after a moment of silence, he asked back with an unclear meaning.

"Her? Jiaohua?"

"Um, I'm probably annoyed. You know, who wouldn't be angry when they meet such a confident, greasy scumbag? As we all know, a girl's anger can stimulate unlimited potential. But she is really a helpless poor girl. Jiaohua, she needs our care!"

"Think about it, she's not strong enough to do farm work, she's so good-looking, she's easily entangled by hooligans, she can't cook, she's spoiled, her fingers don't touch the spring water, so why isn't she a coquettish flower?
Hurry up and cook the meat for her. I didn't think carefully just now and asked you to give her the raw meat. "

The system sighed, and felt sincerely sorry for its host.

It tied the wrong person, and tied a non-genetic person here, a little girl who can only embroider, how can she survive in this lonely age!
But I need the power of Shengmanjiang's magnetic field to recover. After being tied to him, I can no longer communicate with Qin Yan. I can only try to trick Shengmanjiang into helping her before falling asleep. It really deserves to die.

Sheng Manjiang raised the corners of her lips noncommittally. She turned over half an acre of land by herself, and her beating posture was also very skillful. It seems that this is true. If it is a flower, Bawanghua is more appropriate than Jiaohua.

"Ah."

He responded indifferently, went home and changed his wet clothes, and then went to the hut.

Qin Yan was worried about this piece of meat.

"Is the meat from Sheng Manjiang edible? You won't poison me, right? What's his purpose?"

"And I'm tired of cooking porridge every day. How can I fry it? I want to eat stir-fried pork with green peppers."

She rested her chin on the table in frustration, her pink lips slightly pouted.Unexpectedly, after coming to this barren era, what defeated her was not farming, but cooking skills, cooking skills!
"Knock knock knock."

The door was knocked again.

"Who!"

Qin Yan sat up murderously, if it was Li Meihua and Chen Jianping, she would immediately go out with a knife and end their lives!

"I, Sheng Manjiang."

A voice like being soaked in ice water came, successfully extinguishing Qin Yan's anger, and she reluctantly went to open the door.

"what?"

"Bring me meat again?"

Her cheeks puffed slightly, and she stared at Sheng Manjiang angrily, her watery eyes were full of confusion and a little cautious.

Still know guilty conscience?
Sheng Manjiang raised his eyebrows uncontrollably, and the basin of ice water made him sober up a lot.

"No, do you know how to fry meat?"

"will not."

Qin Yan shook his head honestly, why did he ask this.

"what?"

Qin Yan's eyes lit up, his voice softened unconsciously, and he stared at him eagerly.

"Will you? Are you going to do it for me?"

"Ah."

Sheng Manjiang walked in with his feet rolled up, and he rolled up his sleeves. He walked to the kitchen familiarly, washed the pot, washed the meat and cut the peppers. He was so skillful that it made people feel distressed. It didn't take long for the spicy smell of the peppers and the aroma of fried pork to overflow. , such a comparison, the porridge in her pot suddenly became dull.

Qin Yan rubbed his stomach, then glanced at the delicious fried meat, finally swallowed as if unable to resist the temptation, and asked tentatively.

"Just now when you delivered meat to me, Li Meihua and Chen Jianping both saw it, you know that?"

"Yeah. I know."

Sheng Manjiang methodically turned the meat and peppers for the last time, and then prepared to pick them up and put them on a plate.

His hands are big, with some rough calluses on his fingers. He is more stable than Qin Yan when holding a large spatula. There is a protruding knuckle on his wrist, which is much thicker than Qin Yan. His skin is wheat-colored, with faint blue veins following him. His movements are looming, and he even has a thin layer of muscles on his arms, which looks full of strength, sexy and handsome.

Feeling that wearing an apron can carry out the kitchen play, Qin Yan's eyes began to wander as he listened.

"cough."

"You just came in, maybe someone saw it."

So, I ate your meat, if I die, you can't run away, understand?

Qin Yan cleared his throat, lowered his eyebrows and eyes to avoid looking at him, the male Bodhisattva turned into a male goblin, she couldn't resist it!
"Ah."

Sheng Manjiang nodded indifferently, put the meat on the plate, and took the pot to wash. He didn't even forget to clean up the aftermath. He was handsome and virtuous.

Qin Yan sat down as if death was at home.

"It doesn't matter, I ate it!"

"Sheng Manjiang, no matter what your purpose is, thank you today!"

She picked up a large piece of meat and put it in her mouth. The moment the tip of her tongue touched the meat, the classic Chinese narration on the tip of her tongue sounded in her ears. The most delicious food is often cooked in the simplest way...

"Wooooow, delicious!"

Qin Yan no longer cared about his reserve, and started to dazzle, his eyes were sparkling, as if the inside was full of stars.However, she eats very well. Although she eats very quickly, it just makes people feel that she is very good at eating, without the feeling of gobbling. She is unexpectedly cute.

She is 1.6 meters 1.8, this height is not short for a southern girl, but standing next to Sheng Manjiang who is [-] meters [-], she looks very petite. After she sits down, she looks more like a white and tender little dumpling in Sheng Manjiang's eyes, oh Woooooo put something in his mouth.

so cute.

He only glanced at her casually, and was attracted by her. He subconsciously rolled his Adam's apple, and he was actually hungry too.

"I am leaving."

He pursed his lips restrainedly, and then accelerated to leave. Qin Yan was distracted by him for a while, but was quickly drawn back by the delicious food in front of him.

"It would be great if I could eat this kind of craftsmanship every day."

"Perhaps this is the prerogative of beauties. Beauties are assigned to male bodhisattvas. Well, it must be like this!"

Qin Yan had been completely captured by Sheng Manjiang's cooking skills, and immediately decided to believe that Sheng Manjiang was just a simple good person.For a bite to eat, she directly self-cpu, saving Sheng Manjiang's trouble.

On the other hand, after Sheng Manjiang returned, there was a large piece of meat on the table out of thin air, and he put it away as usual without any surprise.

The system couldn't help but admire it, it really was the Chosen One, and it was too calm to accept its existence.

"You have completely believed in my ability now, I won't harm you, we just get what we need, and then I will sleep for a while."

　Sheng · Chosen Son · Man Jiang: Kitchen play? You can have this

　　
　
(End of this chapter)