The younger brother is fierce: the male god walks a bit crazy

That was a pleasant surprise for Meng Zhuyao, she never thought that she would have such a day when others would hold her back, she was so happy that she laughed out loud.

"You haven't recovered from your happiness? It's been almost an hour since everyone left." Su Jingxing looked at the little woman beside him like a fool, laughing from time to time, squinting his eyes, with a look of happiness on his face , sighed, really helpless.

"What do you know?" Meng Zhuyao was interrupted by him and scolded him severely: "I don't have tens of millions of fans like you, hum! So are you showing off your superiority to me?"

How dare Su Jingxing?

"I didn't, I could swear it!"

Su Jingxing almost put his finger on his forehead and swears something.

"It's almost the same, so don't interrupt me anymore." Meng Zhuyao laughed again after finishing speaking.

Bought a shopping cart full of ingredients.

The two of them returned home full of satisfaction.

"I'm in a good mood today, so I'll show you my hands." Meng Zhuyao sorted out all the things, put them into the refrigerator, and quickly cut up two oranges and handed them to Su Jingxing: "Just go to the living room and wait for me." .”

"Can you really?"

Su Jingxing thought of the dark cooking back then, his mouth started to turn sour, he shook, his eyes were full of suspicion.

Meng Zhuyao glared at him, and said threateningly: "Are you questioning authority?"

"No, no, it's just that I haven't had a meal cooked by my wife for a long time, and I'm worried that your skills may be a little rusty?" Su Jingxing looked at the oven behind Meng Zhuyao meaningfully.

Meng Zhuyao followed his gaze and put her hands on her waist: "After all, you just don't trust me!"

"There is nowhere!"

"Afraid that what I made will poison you to death?"

Meng Zhuyao snorted coldly: "I have done a lot of research recently, and I guarantee that you will say something delicious when I make something. I downloaded a certain book and paid special attention to a food blogger. I have already engraved those methods in my heart."

"What is done on paper is always shallow, and I know that this matter must be done in earnest." Su Jingxing said in a low voice.

"Get out of here! Get out of here right now!"

Meng Zhuyao was going to be pissed off, isn't this guy in YY and she can't cook?

Just wait to be severely slapped in the face later.

Soon.

"Su Jingxing, come in for me!"

Meng Zhuyao shouted at the top of her voice in the kitchen.

Su Jingxing quickly dropped the remote control and ran in, just because he was afraid of her "stupid" appearance, so he wouldn't hurt himself by cutting things.

Unexpectedly, Meng Zhuyao looked confident, skillfully cut the eggplant, and pointed to the potato beside him: "I'm running late, come and help me, peel the potato for me, then wash it, and hand it to me. alright."

"Don't you need me to cut it for you?"

"No need, I'll show you what a sword god is." Meng Zhuyao waved her hands narcissistically.

"..."

Meng Zhuyao cut the washed potatoes into hob shapes, and then fried them in an oil pan. When they turned yellow, put the starch-coated eggplants in and fried them until they were golden.

Keep the bottom oil in the pot, pour the prepared sauce directly into the pot and stir-fry until bubbling, put the fried eggplant, potatoes, and beans into the pot, stir-fry for color, and finally hook it when it is about to come out of the pot Thin the gorgon, wait until it is sticky and it can be out of the pan.

Su Jingxing looked at Meng Zhuyao in shock, and couldn't believe it was done by her.

She clearly remembers that she is just a kitchen rookie, why is she so powerful all of a sudden?

Under Su Jingxing's astonished eyes, Meng Zhuyao said proudly, "This is called the local delicacies, don't look at me with admiration, maybe this is a talent."

"But what you do at the club..."

"That tells me to familiarize myself with the process. Now that I know the steps, of course it's a piece of cake for me?"

Meng Zhuyao waved her hand.

"Help me wash the scallions, and then wash the parsley inside. I'll make you a cola chicken wing later."

Meng Zhuyao put the chicken wings in the pot under cold water, blanched them for later use, then heated the oil in the pot, put the water-controlled chicken wings into the pot, and fried them until golden on both sides, then poured cola, added tomato sauce, washed Su Jingxing and cut the ginger slices Pour in the green onion to remove the fishy smell, thicken the sauce, take it out of the pan, and finally sprinkle some on top of the dish.

The color is not too pretty!

Su Jingxing's eyes were almost unable to blink.

Under Su Jingxing's shocked and admiring eyes, Meng Zhuyao poured out the stewed corn ribs soup, and made a salt and pepper prawn, and a mushroom and green vegetables.

"Wonderful."

Su Jingxing secretly twiddled a prawn, and felt that his whole body was sublimated.

Meng Zhuyao waved her hand: "Small things, it seems so difficult to talk about it."

Su Jingxing stretched out his hand towards the coke chicken wings, but Meng Zhuyao took a picture of it.

"Why are you so anxious, let my mobile phone eat first, and I will set up a table first."

Meng Zhuyao took the bowls and chopsticks out, arranged the things as perfect as possible according to the instructions in a certain book, then immediately took a few photos, adjusted the colors and posted them on Weibo.

"Okay, come and eat."

Su Jingxing was in a hurry, basically he was in a turmoil, and quickly resolved the matter.

I also burped after eating.

"Why didn't I know that your food looks so bad?" Meng Zhuyao complained, "If your fans see it, they will be disappointed. Their idols don't even have such an image at all."

"What's this called? Is it called a man who doesn't care about trifles? Am I the kind of person who cares about image? Obviously not, besides, it's not a meal cooked by my wife. It's really delicious. Didn't I control myself? That's why I'm so hungry."

Su Jingxing leaned on the chair with his stomach upright with a nonchalant expression, it seemed that he was really full.

Meng Zhuyao turned on the phone, and news of piupiupiu kept popping up.

She clicked on it, and it turned out that her Weibo had fallen.

Especially the comments section.

[@苏景行wife! : Are you whitewashing?Are you starting to sell good wife characters?But even this can't cover up the fact that you can't have children!Besides, who knows if you are posing for a photo! 】

[@My face is not made of dough: it is!I saw it as takeaway!It's the kind of food that you order in a hotel, and then come back and put the plate on your own, pretending to make it yourself!hypocritical! 】

[@我是真爱粉丝: Hurry up and get beaten, if you don’t do it yourself, you even order takeaway for our husband! 】

[Come out and get beaten +1]

[Come out and get beaten +2]

……

[Come out and get beaten +10086]

Meng Zhuyao browsed for a while, and basically all of them were scolding her, telling her to go out and get beaten, and then commented on her Weibo with screenshots of the hot searches in the morning.

[@肖小瑶学习: This is what the goddess did. Today I met them in the supermarket and saw them shopping together. A picture is attached below, and the goddess is very friendly. She signed it for me and told me You are not allowed to talk about her like that for a long time!I believe these are what she did!Wronged.jpg]

Then there is a link to an image.

[@某某猪: Who knows if you are a trustee who invited you to clean up, don't think that we will believe you. 】

[@今日苏景行 Is Meng Zhuyao divorced? : That's right, who knows if this kind of woman is pretentious and deliberately invited, don't think that just a random picture can make us trust, unless this woman broadcasts live and cooks in front of us, if she makes exactly the same , I just believe her!But it's basically impossible. If she really did it, I'll cut off my head and give her a kick! 】

……

Meng Zhuyao was shocked: "This person is so amazing, he actually wanted to cut off his head and kick it for me, he really didn't care about his own life at all, and this net name is cursing us for divorce, it seems that I can't sit idly by Ignore it, right?"

"..." Su Jingxing looked at Meng Zhuyao's eyes and felt terrified.

"Of course it's a live broadcast!"

After Meng Zhuyao finished speaking, she directly posted a Weibo: "Tomorrow at 6 pm, live broadcast on time."

Meng Zhuyao's Weibo went viral again.

She blinked and wrote in the comment area: You can order food, I will choose two meat and two vegetables, and one soup. After all, we can't eat too much, and it is a waste of ingredients. I will announce what I will do tomorrow.

"Are you for real?"

Su Jingxing looked at Meng Zhuyao's comments and shook his head helplessly: "You will be self-willed."

"I thought about it. These people just think that I'm easy to bully. It's not my fault that it's difficult for me to conceive. Also, if I cook a meal, I will be suspected. I will let them slap me in the face!" Meng Zhuyao said. Confidently said: "I can't let my fans down, but you, it's your girlfriend fans who are jealous of you, come to me now, woo woo woo, I'm so pitiful, I have to deal with you again Mom, get ready for the baptism of these girlfriend fans, they are all snowflakes from the collapse of my snow mountain!"

Meng Zhuyao looks pitiful.

Su Jingxing saw that she was in a good mood, and patted her forehead: "Anyway, I'm just your girlfriend, but I really can't control my personality charm, after all, standing in the crowd is the brightest star, It's normal for people to miss me, besides, I'm so talented, don't you think?"

"Ouch—" Meng Zhuyao made a state of vomiting: "ball ball you, can you stop being so narcissistic?"

"I'm just stating the facts, how can I say I'm narcissistic?"

Su Jingxing said with a narcissistic face, imitating Meng Zhuyao's actions in the kitchen: "Whoever told me that I have my own halo, it's all because you are so charming that I fell in love with you, an arsonist, I can't help it, my fans You get angry, you get jealous, in the final analysis, you still blame yourself, so charming, isn't it?"

Meng Zhuyao took back the 40-meter long knife she had just pulled out, and waved her hand indifferently: "Forget your sense, if this is the case, I won't be angry."