Rolling Two-dimensional

"what is this?"

Looking at the thing in the bowl, as thin as a hair, the girl asked in a voice.

"Chinese cuisine, Dragon Beard Noodles." Su Ming introduced.

"Dragon Beard Noodles?"

Several people looked at the bowl, that thin thing... is it really noodles?

How skilled is it to make such thin noodles? ! ..

Chapter [-] What are you thinking about fried chicken!

"This kind of thing...even a machine can't make it..."

Alice exclaimed.

As an expert in molecular gastronomy, her knowledge of various cooking machines far exceeds that of others.

The shape of the noodles in the bowl is really close to transparent.

What terrifying skills are required to make such hair-thin noodles in such a short amount of time?

Alice couldn't imagine it.

But she had a new understanding of Su Ming's strength.

"Try it and try it." Ignoring her exclamation, Su Ming waved his hand.

The girl hesitated for a moment, and cautiously put the noodles into her mouth.

Stab.

"Um~ah~"

A groan subconsciously came out of Alice's mouth.

out of control.

It's like love. The general taste of people stroking their own chest.

Silky smooth, flowing into the heart.

Alice felt as though her whole being was being seen through.

He was standing there naked.

(The Great God of Crabs haunts again... I had a premonition that this description of this dish would definitely not be approved, so I should change it consciously.)

Something ticklish swept across my heart.

The heart stretches out, keeps beating, keeps beating.

At last……

"Woooooo~~!"

A low-pitched whimper came out of his mouth.

The girl is again (crab).

(The river crab is good, and the river crab is wonderful.)

Alice shyly pressed her head on the table, not daring to look up.

so embarrassing...

It was actually made by a dish (river crab).

Alice was ashamed at this moment and wanted to find a hole to burrow into.

"Sure enough, you've already gotten used to it." Seeing this scene, Erina sneered, "The training is really thorough."

"..."

Su Ming did not expect such a situation.

There is indeed his own heart in the dishes he cooks.

But that's to give people a warm, comfortable feeling.

For example, Erina and the secretary, who also tasted the Dragon Beard Noodles, have nothing at all at this moment, but their faces are radiant.

Unexpectedly, Alice, who had just experienced the claws of several people, made some mistakes in her understanding...it immediately became a high tide cooking.

What is Spring. The Spirit of Medicine is indeed well-deserved.

"Erina! It's all because of you!"

Alice looked up, tears welling up.

It was a shame, and she would never be able to raise her head in front of Erina in the future.

And Su Ming...

Thinking of him, Alice's face turned even redder.

At first, Mingming just wanted to steal some things from Erina, so that she could also experience the feeling of failure.

But in the end, instead of taking the things away, he took himself in.

Losing big!

"What does it have to do with me?" Erina said with disdain, "Didn't you insist on following along, and insisting that Su Ming apply sunscreen to you?"

"..." Alice was speechless.

"Okay, stop crying."

Su Ming took out a tissue and wiped the tears from the girl's face.

By the way, I also wiped some kind of (crab) on the chair.

"Do you want to change your swimsuit?" he asked.

Alice nodded.

It doesn't matter if the swimsuit gets wet, but that weird feeling...it's always a little weird if you don't change it.

So the boy went out and found another spare for her.

Alice went to the inner room to change.

With such a buffer of time, the girl's mood recovered a little.Lazy people listen to the book www.lanren9.com

But she no longer dared to yell at Erina...

how to say.

Although the eldest lady did something compared this time.

But the effect is surprisingly good, the effect is very fast.

The only side effect is-

Su Ming was relied on again...

In this regard, Erina just rolled her eyes: "Anyway, you guy is very busy."

"No." Su Ming looked righteous.

"Humph, that fleshy charm?"

"..."

"Xiaohui?"

"..."

Finally, the boy raised his hand in surrender.

Well, he admits that he is indeed possessive - really just possessive.

No way, who made him a black hole that devoured everything.

…………

In the afternoon, the secretary who painted the gourd likewise solved the problem of sunscreen.

Then Su Ming was about to go into the sea to swim for a while, but the phone he placed next to him rang.

The teenager frowned.

He doesn't know anyone in this world.

Who will be calling?

I picked it up and looked at the number, and it showed the words 'President of Mozuya'.

"..."

After being stunned for a while, the young man suddenly remembered.

Oh, and there's this thing about fried chicken nuggets.

Luckily that guy...

"What?" When he answered the phone, Su Ming asked directly without being polite.

"That... Your Excellency Su Ming."

On the opposite side came the voice of Zhongmouziaojuan: "Our development plan seems to have a little...small problem."

"small issue?"

The corner of Su Ming's mouth twitched.