Rebirth of the first interstellar empress

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Landis once again displayed his strong self-confidence and arrogance, and swept the faces of the three of you with an expression of being unable to stand you idiots, then bowed his head and kissed Nan Jing sweetly on the face.

Immediately afterwards, he mellowed with honey and said, "Of course you chose to be with me!"

Everyone: "..."

Damn, who is this guy?

We don't know him!

Ellens felt that some people should be used to look up and worship from afar.

The Landis who interrupted his knight ceremony at the beginning was so perfect, but now, this guy who is full of big talk and narcissistic to the point of heinousness, is so disillusioned that it breaks the heart!

The most exasperating thing is, why do they sound like they want to beat someone up every time Landis says a word, but they feel that it is so and they are powerless to refute?

Even if he becomes a big cat, he can be coquettish and cute, but there is no pressure to switch roles. Did he become indifferent, alienated and unattainable the moment he left Nanjing?

asshole!

Ellens could only comfort himself: "In any case, Landis also has shortcomings, such as cooking and so on, it is simply a gut-piercing poison that kills people."

"shortcoming?"

Landis hooked his lips, making Ellens terrified.

He played with Nan Jing's long hair, wrapped his black hair around his fingertips, and said casually: "I thought cooking could also show my strength."

"That's what you call powerful?" Ellens was confused.

Landis lightly opened his red lips, and asked very formally: "Can you cook to achieve such a lethality?"

wipe!

Come on!

This level of narcissism has exceeded the limit of the universe, right?

Looking at Nan Jing again, he still smiled dotingly and didn't intend to take care of it at all?

Everyone suddenly had the same idea - Landis made the most wise and wise choice in history, which reflects his high IQ and high EQ, and he chose Nanjing as his lover!

Except for Nan Jing, no one can ignore the pressure brought by Landis's perfection, and no one can calmly tolerate Landis's anger with a smile.

If it wasn't for the extremely good aristocratic language norms to force Feng Jianli not to swear, he would definitely give Landis the swearing that he stopped saying after he entered the military department.

But Wen Man looked at the veins on Feng Jianli's forehead that couldn't be suppressed, and quickly spoke out for him, with a deep sigh——

"You fucking."

At the beginning of the symposium, Ellens turned the floor, and then, with the help of Landis' full freedom to display his personality, he ran towards the direction of the floor like a sassy beast. , gone forever.

Therefore, until the symposium was forced to end because it was time for dinner, Nan Jing still didn't know what serious topic they were going to discuss.

As the only one of five people in a room who can cook well at home, Nan Jing became a breeder without any suspense.

"I heard that your craftsmanship is very good. I want to try it to see if it is worthy of the name. Of course, I have also done some research on food over the years. Maybe I can discuss it with you."

Wenman is dignified and elegant, and finds an excuse that sounds reasonable for his shameless thoughts.

When Nan Jing heard that there was a taster who could appreciate food, he happily went to the kitchen to cook.

Landis looked coldly at Wenman who automatically blocked his eyes, and it was enough for him to taste the food cooked by his wife alone.

After intensely discussing the unfriendly question of who is more shameless between the two with my little uncle, Landis, who narrowly won by virtue of his powerful shamelessness, smiled coldly at the victory, left everyone behind and walked to the kitchen, where The kitchen door was locked.

"Do you think he will do something?" Wenman smiled badly.

Ellens used his powerful imagination as a playboy, hooked his peachy eyes, and raised his lips at Wenman flirtatiously and ambiguously: "Do you want to bet on when they will come out?"

"Well, estimate Landis' ability, I'll bet for two hours."

Wenman calculated it quite seriously.

Ellens said: "Little farewell wins newlyweds, I bet two and a half hours, not including cooking."

After finishing speaking, he whistled at the iceberg beauty who spared words like gold from the beginning to the end, but always acted as a refrigerator that could not be ignored.

"Hey, cold beauty, do you want to play?"

Feng Jianli didn't seem too happy with the name Leng Meiren, and gave the extremely frivolous Ellens an unfriendly look, stood up from the chair and prepared to go upstairs.

Wenman was also curious about what Feng Jianli would think, so he stopped him and said, "Don't Xiaoli guess?"

Even Wenman spoke, Feng Jianli had no choice but to stop, turned his head and said in his usual indifferent tone: "Add 10 minutes to the cooking time at most."

After speaking, he quickened his steps and disappeared at the stairs. Every step was still so precise, as if it was measured with a ruler.

Ellens had never seen such a cold, rigid and abstinent guy, even if he was a beauty, he couldn't help asking Wenman: "Feng Jianli should still be a virgin, right?"

Although Wenman has not seen Feng Jianli who spent most of his time in Emperor Star for several years, according to his understanding...

Giving Ellens a look of "you think highly of him too", Wenman said with a smile: "I wonder if he hasn't even talked about love until now."

Ellens nodded: "I can see it."

Feng Jianli, who had already reached the second floor, was obviously darkened - his level of ancient martial arts had reached a certain level, so don't think that if you lower your voice, he won't be able to hear you.

Most of today's vegetables come from planets that specialize in the production of vegetables and fruits. When they are transported to other planets, they need to travel in space for a long time.

In order to make the fresh-keeping box easier to eat, the vegetables have been vacuum-processed, so they are still juicy when taken out, and even the leaves are not dry and wrinkled.

When Landis came in, Nan Jing was putting two tomatoes in the microwaved genetically modified rice.

Nam Kyung is always very serious when doing things. Whether it is making parts or cooking, he will not do anything that is acceptable, and he will try his best.

With a tall and slender figure that doesn't look too thin, coupled with a serious appearance, Nan Jing can arouse Landis's possessiveness.

The sound of closing the door let Nan Jing know that Landis had followed him in. He adjusted the time and the optional taste, turned his head and smiled at Landis: "Do you want to cook with me?"

"I watched you do it?"

Landis came over, hugged Nan Jing's waist from behind, and raised his head to ask curiously.

"What's the way to eat it?"

He hadn't seen the practice of putting tomatoes in the staple food, so he thought it was a novelty for a while.

"Of course you have to watch me do it. Do you want to show off your lethal skills?"

Nan Jing leaned obediently in Landis' arms, and first teased Landis for a few words before answering his question.

"Tomatoes can be boiled and mixed with white rice. It tastes so good. You will love it when you try it."

When Landis and Nan Jing are alone together, they don't have the arrogance of someone wanting to scratch the wall in front of a group of bad friends.

Hearing Nan Jing talk about his poor cooking skills, Landis had no intention of being stubborn, and said with depression: "The seafood porridge last time, I clearly followed the recipe step by step, how could it be like poison? the same?"

Nan Jing recalled the tragic seafood porridge, and really didn't want to hurt Landis, so he smiled reassuringly and said, "It doesn't matter, the taste is actually good, but the heat is not mastered."

"is it?"

Landis was a little skeptical: "Yun Jinghan is in the hospital."

"It's because he has been raised too delicate since he was a child, my dear, it's not your fault."

"Really?"

"real!"

Nan Jing burst into tears in his heart—God, you must forgive my white lies, the bowl of seafood porridge made by Landis is definitely effective in killing people, and poison is not so bad!

Landis turned Nan Jing's body around and looked at him at close range. His deep eyes were probing, and he smiled slightly: "Why don't I show it to everyone again tonight?"

Nan Jing's face turned green!

He finally couldn't hold it anymore, hugged Landis' body, buried his head on his shoulder, couldn't help smiling and said: "My dear, I was wrong, please don't cook anymore, otherwise Jing Han will not be the only one to enter the hospital."

Landis had an expression of "I knew you were comforting me", but was still shocked by Nan Jing's exaggerated language.

"Is it really that unpalatable?"

Landis felt that maybe he could still save him.

Nan Jing raised his head, his face was sullen and serious: "It can't be more unpalatable!"

"..."

It's nothing to be hit by Ellens, and even Landis can arrogantly turn bad cooking into bad food, saying that he is a lethal man at any time.

But getting confirmation from Nanjing's mouth is not enough.

Looking at Landis, who was deeply shocked and depressed, Nan Jing suppressed a smile - this may be the biggest failure of his lover in history, if he smiles now, it may stimulate Landis.

So, Nan Jing had no choice but to tense the muscles on his face, and kissed Landis on the cheek.