100 ways to fall in love with a gold master

Jian Zhi'an didn't care about the tears in Bai Yan's heart at this moment, he jumped up excitedly, pushed Bai Yan into the kitchen, took off the apron from behind the kitchen door, and frantically wanted to bring it to Bai Yan.

"It's just cooking noodles, what apron do you bring?"

"You don't understand, this is called a sense of ritual."

Jian Zhi'an replied solemnly, took the apron and put it around Bai Yan's neck, and helped him tie a big bow on the back, looking at Bai Yan with silly joy.

Boss Boss belongs to the handsome Bingshan guy, and his frowning look is a bit like that of a head teacher.Now she wears an orange apron made by an old mother, with a big bow tied around her waist, which is as inconsistent as it wants.

Jian Zhi'an circled around Bai Yan, trying to take pictures with her mobile phone, but was caught by the other party on the spot.

"What are you doing?" Bai Yan grabbed Jian Zhian's arm with one hand, and easily locked him between himself and the pool.

It's really a day without fighting, and the house is exposed.

The president patted Jian Zhian's plump little butt again.

"I'll take a picture of you, you look so cute!" Jian Zhian said with a smile, and tiptoed to kiss Bai Yan's forehead: "How about I buy you a cat apron when I get paid next month?" ?”

not so good!Where is the face of his benefactor?Bai Yan gave Jian Zhi'an a cold look.

"Don't be mad! You can wear it in the kitchen next time! You can also wear it when you don't have clothes on! Don't you like this style?"

Jian Zhian blinked her eyes with a pure face.

...a naked apron.

Bai Yan didn't quite get the fun of this kind of dressing game before, but after he got Jian Zhi'an, he began to feel that some clothes are not good-looking, purely because the person wearing them is not suitable.

A guy like Jian Zhian with big eyes, round face, and deep dimples is sweeter than glutinous rice balls wrapped in black sesame seeds. He can wear anything interesting, even a naked apron is fine.

——But the premise is that Jian Jian wears it.

Bai Yan thought about what he would look like in a naked apron. According to Jian Zhian's preference, he would probably buy a small apron with a big fat-faced cat pattern on the front.

He was disgusted by his own imagination and had goosebumps all over his body.

"No filming allowed." Bai Yan emphasized again.

"Okay, okay, but I've got you in my head! So cute!"

Jian Zhi'an circled a simple square camera with the thumb and index finger of both hands, squinted his left eye, tilted his head and made a "click" with his mouth.Then Bai Yan's face was slobbered again, he hooked Bai Yan's neck, rubbed it back and forth, thinking about when to trick President Bai into wearing his bare butt once.

The contrasting cute appearance of the other party is rare in a century.

How about taking a few photos of Bai Yan secretly wearing it while he is asleep next time?

While snoring and rubbing against Bai Yan, he had evil intentions.Poor President Bai still doesn't know Jian Zhian's thoughts, and he is still thinking happily that he has finally returned to the honored VIP throne.

"Okay, let go."

"Don't eat..." Jian Zhian muttered, "At most one bag of potato chips..."

Bai Yan also knows Jian Zhian's bad habits, she never eats well, and she can get full just by eating snacks.

At the beginning, he still wanted to replace Wang Zhilong. After all, it was too troublesome for such a novice manager to be paired with Jian Zhian, a new artist.

When he saw Wang Zhilong hammer Jian Zhian, who was eating snacks, and pressed the other's head into the rice bowl, Bai Yan gave up this idea

Writing agent, read as big brother, called dad.

The funder said one thing, do whatever you want!

Bai Yan grabbed Jian Zhian off him and drove him out of the kitchen.Jian Zhi'an sighed melancholy, he really didn't like pasta, but Bai Yan made it for himself, so let's eat it reluctantly.

No matter what he made, he had to make it look like it was delicious. Jian Zhi'an had confidence in his acting skills——

Weird.

Holding the chopsticks, he looked at the batter in the bowl, dazed.

Bai Yan seldom cooks food by himself, and rarely cooks food for others.Jian Zhian only cared about being happy, completely forgetting that for a novice in the kitchen, everything is possible.

The clear water and white soup made the rotten noodles, plus a boiled egg, Jian Zhian couldn't help but wonder if there was any salt on the noodles.

He picked up his chopsticks in fear, but he didn't pick up anything. The noodles were too soft, and Jian Zhian broke them when he scooped them up like this.

"...I'll get you a spoon." Bai Yan made a decisive decision.

You really want me to eat it!Am I not your little baby anymore! ! !

Jian Zhian watched Bai Yan leave helplessly, even the apron could not comfort his wounded heart.

Bai Yan came back with the spoon, he glanced at Jian Zhian, hesitated for a moment, he didn't pass the spoon directly to Jian Zhian, but took a spoonful of batter soup by himself, and tasted it.

"........."

"........."

"........."

"How...how is it?"

"What do you want to eat? I'll order it for you." Bai Yan calmly removed the noodle soup and put it aside: "Next time you come again, I'll ask Mrs. Lin to prepare a table for you in advance. Today we... have some first." Others."

Is it so bad that you can't bear it?So pitiful, so miserable.Wouldn't it be good to obediently cook some instant noodles, can such things as dried noodles be handled by a group of people who basically don't go to the kitchen?

Because, cooking instant noodles will lose your share!

Originally, Bai Yan wanted to show off in front of Jian Zhi'an, thinking that noodle soup is just boiling water, cooking the noodles, adding eggs, pouring out everything in the pot, and it's over?

Now he understands.Whatever you do, don't do it yourself if you can solve the problem with money ability.

Look, is the car overturned now?

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