night fades

It was also the first time that Zhou Ning'an had such a delicious meal at home. Lin Ye's strength was that he could make himself feel warm no matter where he was.After such a comparison, Zhou Ning'an realized that the food cooked by his own chef is also delicious, and every dish has its own characteristics after Lin Ye's comments. Why didn't he feel that before?

"This fried green bamboo shoot is really good. The bamboo shoots are fresh and the heat is good. No chicken essence, monosodium glutamate or other messy seasonings are added. The umami taste alone is delicious." Lin Ye looked very professional, "Hmm... …I didn’t use chicken essence, but I guess it used boiled chicken broth for seasoning, otherwise it wouldn’t be so fresh, and the taste is good, crisp but not raw, tsk tsk.”

Lin Ye has a lot of research on cooking, so he has nothing to be ashamed of, what's wrong with old men who love to cook?This is called loving life.He originally studied nutrition in college, but he has been reading books on this topic since he was late, planning to practice his hobby when he has the opportunity in the future.

Zhou Ning'an asked him to eat a lot more than usual. When the meal was almost finished, Lin Ye put down his chopsticks, lay on the table and looked at him with a bit of resentment: "I think I'm a bit of a failure."

Zhou Ning'an was taken aback, "Why do you say that?"

"I always thought that cooking by myself was delicious." Lin Ye glanced at his rice bowl, his expression becoming more resentful, "There is a sky beyond the sky."

Only then did Zhou Ning'an realize that Lin Ye was always very proud of his cooking skills, so he quickly comforted him, "I still think your cooking is the best."

Lin Ye glanced at him and hummed, "Then you eat more than usual."

Zhou Ning'an didn't pay attention, touched his hair and coaxed him with a embarrassed smile: "I haven't eaten in the morning, and I've been arguing with you for a long time, I'm hungry."

He said solemnly: "I've never felt that this chef cooks delicious food at home, really."

"You cook the best."

"Really, what you cook is more to my liking. I eat so much because of your boast."

"Can I just change the cook later?"

Zhou Ning'an really had no other choice. He couldn't coax people at all. He was very envious of Lin Ye. He could put all his worries aside with just a few words. He was so anxious that he called the housekeeper out to prove that he was really He ate very little, but he still couldn't make Lin Ye happy.

Lin Ye looked at him in a hurry, secretly pleased with himself, and wanted to see if he was in a hurry for a while, to see if he could say something more.He is usually the smooth talker, and it is not easy to hear Zhou Ning'an say so many good things at once.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Ning'an became ruthless, leaned over and whispered in his ear: "You are more handsome than him, isn't that okay?"

After speaking, he kissed Lin Ye on the cheek.

Lin Ye was like a flirtatious kid who had flirted with Zhou Ning'an for a long time, but he was captured by this kiss. The old man blushed and covered the place where he kissed just now, grinning up to his ears.

Fortunately, he has a thick skin and doesn't feel ashamed, so he concluded triumphantly: "Anyone who is more handsome than me cooks better than me, and whoever cooks better than me is not as handsome as me, then I am the number one handsome guy." God of Cooking, the most handsome guy in God of Cooking, isn't he?"

Seeing his happy look, Zhou Ning'an laughed too. Although she knew that he was pretending just now, she still felt very happy coaxing him.

Lin Ye smirked for a long time, and pointed at Zhou Ning'an and said, "Look at how stupid you are."

Zhou Ning'an pursed his lips so happily that he didn't even bother to reply. Lin Ye sometimes took it for fun, and he took pleasure in watching Lin Ye giggle.

"By the way, having said that, I just need you to help me with something." Lin Yemei had enough, and said seriously.

Even when Lin Ye was "raised" by him in the first place, he never asked Zhou Ning'an for help in such a serious manner. When Zhou Ning'an heard it, he didn't ask what it was, and hurriedly said, "Help for what, you say? As long as I can do it .”

"Hey, you can definitely do it." Lin Ye waved his hand, as if he was a little embarrassed, "I read books by myself, and I want to learn how to cook from your chef who is not as handsome as me."

When Zhou Ning'an heard this, he laughed. Seeing Lin Ye's serious face, he immediately agreed, "No problem, we will continue to live here until you have learned everything you want to learn."

"No, you didn't think about going home, did you plan to live with me forever?" Lin Ye was a little surprised. This person didn't come back home. At first he thought it was inconvenient to bring him here, but now he can't. After coming, why didn't he plan to stay?

Zhou Ning'an realized that he had spoken too early and did not explain. He just made up some random things to fool him.It wasn't that he didn't want Lin Ye to stay, but he knew he couldn't. He wanted Lin Ye to see with his own eyes what kind of place the Golden Cave he always thought he was living in was like.

Lin Ye wasn't polite to him either. Since they agreed to have a serious relationship, it didn't matter if they helped each other. In his eyes, the more honest the relationship, the better. Zhou Ning'an was better than him in many ways. , he admits, but he will also try his best to narrow this distance, although it will not be too small for a while, at least he does not have the attitude of a sugar daddy.

Lin Ye's goal was simple and realistic. He thought that one day Zhou Ning'an would be able to support two people without even a penny.

When he told Zhou Ning'an this idea, Zhou Ning'an didn't say anything, just lay in his arms for a long time.

For the first time in the world, someone wants to take care of him. For the first time, someone thinks that he also needs to be taken care of. He is no longer invulnerable, and he no longer has to stand upright. I will feed you.

At that time, Zhou Ning'an felt that there was only so much he could ask for.