I love you this time of rebirth

Hei Feng hurriedly walked to the door of the kitchen, and saw Ji Lanqing standing in the middle of the kitchen in a daze.

Because their backs were facing each other, Hei Feng couldn't see the expression on his face, so naturally he didn't know that Ji Lanqing was struggling with his irreparable cooking skills.

"Lanqing, why don't you take a little more rest!" Hei Feng stepped forward and pulled him into his arms from behind, resting his chin on Ji Lanqing's shoulder, only then did he see clearly that this person hadn't done anything, just stood and watched.

Hei Feng couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, but he was also worried whether Ji Lanqing would be sad.

"Actually, it's okay if you don't know how to cook. I'll make you whatever you want to eat. I don't know how to cook. There's also Uncle Zhang."

Hei Feng held Ji Lanqing in his arms, and continued to comfort him: "Uncle Zhang has a first-class chef certificate, no matter what cuisine he is in, he can't be troubled."

"Really?" Ji Lanqing turned around excitedly, staring at Hei Feng with sparkling peach eyes, the eyeballs rolling around.

I didn't expect Uncle Zhang to be so good. It seems that if he wants to learn cooking in the future, he doesn't need to go out to find someone.

Hei Feng never thought that what Ji Lanqing was thinking was that he wanted to learn art from a teacher. He thought that Ji Lanqing was so happy because he thought that he could cook whatever he wanted in the future, so he nodded firmly: "Of course it's true, don't believe me If so, you can ask Uncle Zhang in person.”

"No need, I trust Uncle Zhang." Ji Lanqing chuckled, her pretty eyes full of calculations.

Uncle Zhang, who was pruning flowers and plants in the yard, sneezed five or six times in a row, making the gardener beside him worried: "Uncle Zhang, do you have a cold, or you should see a doctor."

"Don't be so troublesome. I'll drink some ginger soup and sweat later. You guys do it first. I'll go to the kitchen to have a look."

Uncle Zhang was really worried about letting Ji Lanqing stay in the kitchen alone, if something went wrong again, Hei Feng would feel distressed.

Zhang Bo's craftsmanship is really extraordinary. Ji Lanqing drank two bowls in a row, still looking unsatisfied.

"Okay, if you like it, let Zhang Bo do it again, don't eat so much at once."

Seeing Ji Lanqing's unfinished expression, Hei Feng laughed, and helplessly gave him another spoonful: "This is the last spoonful!"

Ji Lanqing stretched her neck, bent her eyes, looked at Hei Feng with a smile, and said the words that were even sweeter: "I know you are the best."

After speaking, before Hei Feng could react, he picked up the bowl and started eating.

With a smile on his face, Hei Feng nodded slightly to Uncle Zhang who was standing aside and secretly smiling, and motioned Uncle Zhang to go down first.

When Ji Lanqing drank the soup contentedly, she raised her face to see Hei Feng staring at her, with a teasing smile written all over her sharp-edged face.

Ji Lan smiled awkwardly, then stood up in a disguised manner: "Hei Feng, well, I have a dinner with Chu Yitian and the others tonight, do you want to go with me?"

Hei Feng fell silent, staring directly at Ji Lanqing with his pitch-black pupils, trying to distinguish the truth from what he said.

It's not that Hei Feng hadn't expressed his intention to go to the appointment with Ji Lanqing before, but every time he was either directly rejected or completely ignored.

As time goes by, Hei Feng no longer insists, but every time he asks Ji Lanqing to drink less, and then asks the driver to pick him up.

However, today, Ji Lanqing took the initiative to invite them to the appointment, Hei Feng's thoughts were wandering, and he was not sure what Ji Lanqing was thinking.