I love you this time of rebirth

Holding a shovel in one hand, Ji Lanqing tried for a long time with the other hand, but did not dare to reach out to the steaming pot. Seeing the gurgling sound of the pot lid, Ji Lanqing gritted her teeth, and directly shoveled off the pot lid.

Because of the loss of balance, the lid of the pot slipped from the pot to the table, and then slipped to the ground again, making a bang...

Ji Lanqing looked at the pot lid still circling on the ground, and curled the corners of her lips helplessly, how could she not do such a simple thing well, and how could she take care of Hei Feng.

Ji Lanqing was a little discouraged, and her eyes fell on the two plates of dark dishes that had been prepared on the counter, with no ingredients visible, her eyes were full of helplessness...

Hei Feng leaned against the corner of the kitchen door, watching his beloved prepare dinner for himself in the kitchen with a smile on his face.

It was only when he saw the other party frantically about to open the lid of the pressure cooker that he hurriedly walked in: "Be careful!"

It was too late, Hei Feng only had time to remove Ji Lanqing's hand from the hot steam, but the high temperature steam had already burned Ji Lanqing's index finger.

"This needs to be opened with a cloth pad. How about it? Are you injured?" Hei Feng grabbed Ji Lanqing's hand, looked at his index finger that was red due to the high temperature, opened the water pipe, and rushed straight away.

"In the future, you are not allowed to enter the kitchen again. Leave it to me, and you can just wait to eat. If it doesn't work, we will hire a nanny. You must never enter the kitchen by yourself. Do you hear me?"

Hei Feng pointed fingers at Ji Lanqing while talking non-stop, all nervousness and anxiety, when he saw Ji Lanqing's injured finger, all turned into deep sadness and expressed.

"I'm sorry, I didn't protect you well!"

Once, on the first day he was with Ji Lanqing, Hei Feng swore that he would never let this person suffer any harm again, and he must protect this person well.

But, now...even though it was only a small injury, Hei Feng still felt distressed.

"How can I be so delicate, don't worry, I will definitely learn to cook, but, today, we will probably go out to eat."

Following Ji Lanqing's gaze, Hei Feng finally found the two dark objects on the table.

Even though he was mentally prepared, Hei Feng frowned in a rare way: "What is this?"

"That, nothing, nothing!" Ji Lanqing picked up the plate and was about to dump the things into the trash can, but the trash can was already full of various vegetable leaves, fruit peels, and spoiled vegetables.

"I'll try!" Taking advantage of Ji Lanqing's sluggish moment, Hei Feng rescued the plate that was about to be dumped into the trash can.

While Ji Lanqing was screaming in panic, Hei Feng took a bite out of his chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth...

Chewing, blinking, frowning, chewing again, frowning again, blinking again, Ji Lanqing's heart beats with every movement of Hei Feng...

The feeling of going up and down made him more and more flustered and anxious, especially after seeing Hei Feng swallowing hard, all this became even worse.

"It's terrible! I told you not to eat it long ago, and rinse your mouth quickly." While complaining, Ji Lanqing poured a glass of water and handed it to Hei Feng.

Staring straight at Hei Feng with nervous eyes, he was worried that his food would make people vomit.

"Actually, it's okay. It's not as bad as you said." Hei Feng took the water glass and drank five or six sips in a row before diluting the strange taste in his mouth.

"Really?" Ji Lanqing didn't notice Hei Feng's continuous drinking of water, and really thought that the dishes he cooked had some merits. After seeing Hei Feng nodding, he picked up his chopsticks and ate a big mouthful.

"Wow... what kind of taste is this!" It was so salty and bitter, and there was a choking smell after burning, together with the original sweet and sour taste of tomatoes, mixed with the greasy taste of too much oil...

Ji Lanqing had never eaten anything worse than this.

Hei Feng handed over the water glass, and Ji Lanqing drank two glasses in a row before suppressing the taste in his mouth.

When he raised his eyes, he happened to see Hei Feng looking at him with his arms folded, with a narrow smile on his face.

Ji Lan understood clearly, frowned, and raised her hand to Hei Feng's shoulder: "Are you deliberately playing tricks on me?"

Knowing that it is not delicious, but deliberately saying it is delicious, I just want to taste this bitter taste myself.

Hei Feng grabbed Ji Lanqing's hand, his obsidian-like eyes gleamed brightly, Qing Juan's face was full of seriousness: "No, I really think it's not bad!"

Hei Feng picked up his chopsticks and reached for another dish with no visible ingredients. Ji Lanqing hurriedly stopped him, but he still watched Hei Feng put something like black charcoal into his mouth.

After chewing for a few times, Hei Feng swallowed it without changing his face, and under Ji Lanqing's guilt-ridden eyes, he said calmly, "I really think it's okay, this is your first novel, no matter how unpalatable it is, I still want to try it." .”

In the past five years, Hei Feng has never expected that one day, Ji Lanqing will make soup for himself, even if there is deadly poison in it, he will not care, and he will stuff his food into his mouth and swallow it down to his stomach inside.

Not for anything else, just for this hard-won friendship.

"Hei Feng!" Ji Lan's eyes were red, and she wanted to take a bite with her chopsticks, but before she could touch the food, Hei Feng held her back: "Since it's for me, then don't eat it." Well, did you make soup, you should drink the soup."

As Hei Feng said, he put the dish out of Ji Lanqing's reach, and then looked in the direction of the soup pot with his arms around Ji Lanqing's shoulder.

Speaking of this soup, Ji Lanqing immediately beamed with joy. Even if the dishes were not well cooked, Ji Lanqing is confident that this soup will be very successful.

"Then let's drink the soup. I've checked it. This soup is very good for your body. Try it. If you like it, I will make it for you often in the future!"

As Ji Lanqing said, he reached out and opened the lid. When he saw the situation in the pot, Ji Lanqing was completely dumbfounded.

"..." How could this happen? Water is water, rice grains are rice grains, and various Chinese medicines are floating on it without any change.

Hei Feng pursed his lips, and his smiling eyes shifted from the pot to Ji Lanqing's face, and then back to the pot, finally he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Hahahaha..." Hei Feng couldn't help looking at Ji Lanqing, looking at his wrinkled face, and finally he couldn't help laughing: "Lanqing, you are so good that you don't even need to open fire to make soup Well!"

Ji Lanqing was said to be ugly, but she couldn't help laughing at herself. When she saw Hei Feng smiling happily, she couldn't help laughing too.

It seems that he really has no talent for cooking.

Ji Lanqing was so out of breath with a smile that she couldn't even straighten her waist. If it wasn't for leaning on Hei Feng's body, she would have collapsed under the table.

Hei Feng had no choice but to put his arms around Ji Lanqing's waist to prevent him from falling to the ground.

"Okay, stop laughing, if you keep laughing, it's going to be uncomfortable." Hei Feng hugged Ji Lanqing, comforting him in a funny but extremely helpless way.

Ji Lanqing nodded, the tears she squeezed out of her smile hung in the corners of her eyes, her dark pupils were moist, reflecting the bright light...

"Okay, okay, I won't laugh anymore." Ji Lanqing restrained her smile, rubbed her uncomfortable stomach, and looked at Hei Feng with aggrieved eyes: "I'm hungry, what should I do?"