Are The Villain Bosses Strong?

After changing into a loose-fitting outfit, Ji Feng began to prepare dinner.

Seeing that the bag filled with food bought yesterday was not moved, Ji Feng frowned and looked at Yang Ling'er who was following behind him like a tail.

"Didn't I tell you to eat?"

Yang Ling'er took the empty bag of breakfast bread and handed it to Ji Feng.

She had lunch, and this was what she had for lunch.

"You..."

Ji Feng didn't use a strong tone after all. The cowardice that had been cultivated over the years was not so easy to change. Anyway, he would stay at home if he had nothing to do next.

Three meals a day, he just kept an eye on them.

"Are you allergic to anything?"

Yang Ling'er shook her head. It was too extravagant to be allergic to food. As long as she could eat it, she could eat anything.

Then Ji Feng ignored Yang Ling'er and began to pick ingredients to prepare dinner.

People who live alone rarely cook. The reason why Ji Feng cooked was completely forced. Takeout for two meals a day would cost at least three hundred a week.

If he cooked by himself, fifty or sixty ingredients would be enough for a week.

It was getting late, and Ji Feng didn't want to make too much trouble, so he planned to make two bowls of egg fried rice.

Leftovers from the refrigerator are not necessary. If you want to eat it, just steam a pot and fry it yourself.

Then Ji Feng picked up a shallot, three eggs, a ham sausage, a carrot, two leaves of lettuce, a pepper, and two packs of spicy strips.

Ji's egg fried rice can be added with anything. Sometimes you can add some leftovers and fry them, and finally sprinkle some barbecue seasoning to make it fragrant.

Ji Feng was processing the ingredients in the kitchen, and Yang Ling'er stood at the door and watched, her eyes wide open, watching all of Ji Feng's movements intently.

Such a strong gaze, Ji Feng couldn't ignore it.

"Want to learn?"

Yang Ling'er blinked twice, she had the potential to grow into a great beauty, but it was a pity that she was too thin to hide this beauty.

After waiting for a long time, Ji Feng didn't give him a clear response, so he stuck to the door frame a little disappointed, she couldn't ask for things that others didn't give her.

This scene was inexplicably familiar, and Yang Ling'er thought of it like this when she went to have breakfast yesterday.

‘You have to take the initiative to try, so you can know how tolerant the new environment is to you…’

Yang Ling’er pursed her lips, took out a notepad and started writing.

[ Can I learn to cook from you? ]

Yang Ling’er walked to Ji Feng’s side and raised the notepad when he looked over.

Ji Feng wiped the water stains on his hands and patted Yang Ling’er’s head with satisfaction.

“Not bad, you have made progress.”

Yang Ling’er’s courage to express her own ideas shows that she has gradually gotten rid of the shadow that has shrouded her in the past, which is also a big step towards becoming a normal person.

She wanted to learn to cook, so Ji Feng taught her. No one stipulated that those who can cook cannot become villains. On the contrary, cooking for yourself every meal can greatly reduce the risk of being drugged by others.

"Wash the rice twice and put it in the pot. Add enough water to almost cover the back of your hand..."

"Most vegetables need to be washed before cutting..."

"When cutting vegetables, pay attention to curling up the fingers of the hand pressing the ingredients and then pressing them on the ingredients. It doesn't matter if it's neat or not, but cut slowly..."

While Ji Feng was doing it, Yang Ling'er stood beside him and watched and listened quietly. Occasionally, she had to stand on tiptoes, and the top of her head was just at the level of Ji Feng's shoulders.

"Heat the oil in the pan and add the beaten egg liquid..."

Sizzle.

There was a crackling sound in the wok, and the oil fragrance of the fried egg wafted out from the pot. The flames from the stove illuminated Yang Ling'er's pale face.

She clenched her fingers tightly, and because she clenched them too hard, her fingers turned white and red, and her eyes were fixed on the pot.

She had eaten those ingredients separately before, and they were all delicious.

Now she put them in the pot and stir-fried them. She couldn't imagine how delicious they would be. The rumbling in her stomach was a response to her imagination.

Ji Feng took the time to look at Yang Ling'er.

For the first time, he saw hope in Yang Ling'er's eyes. She was no longer as lifeless as before.

Yes, food is the first necessity of life. Eating is the first element of life.

No longer hate eating, but like eating, that is, have expectations for life.

This is good, and you will gain a lot of happiness every day.

The fried rice came out of the pot, a big bowl and a small bowl, and then without avoiding Yang Ling'er, he added a drop of nutrient potion in the small bowl in front of her.

"It's for your body. Add a drop to every meal in the future."

Yang Ling'er just took a look and didn't care.

Even if Ji Feng didn't explain, it didn't matter. Whether it was a nutrient potion or a poison, she didn't care.

A drop of poison can be exchanged for such a dinner, which is worth it in Yang Ling'er's opinion.

During the meal, Ji Feng was not used to talking, and Yang Ling'er had no time to write, so the two of them ate without talking.

Only the occasional clinking sound of the bowls and chopsticks was left.

If you look from a distance outside the building, this place is no different from other families having dinner.

After the meal, Yang Ling'er licked her lips, rolled up all the oil and water on it, and then took the initiative to get up and start to clean up the bowls and chopsticks.

However, she was still unfamiliar with washing dishes, so Ji Feng showed her an example.

Yang Ling'er stood beside him and watched while doing it. Life skills must be taught by someone.

After everything was cleaned up, Ji Feng collapsed directly on the sofa and turned on the TV with the remote control. He could only watch some online dramas or play games, which Ji Feng had no interest in at the moment.

Yang Ling'er habitually sat on the corner of the sofa with her legs hugged and curiously watched the characters on the TV screen.

I always feel that something is wrong.

Ji Feng scratched his hair and clapped his hands.

He remembered!

Whose child watched TV so calmly after dinner? Didn't they all cry and go back to their rooms to do their homework?

For the sake of Yang Ling'er's physical and mental health, she must go through all the things she should experience.

Ji Feng coughed a few times.

"Ahem, it's time for you to study."

Yang Ling'er had a faint look of doubt on her face?

Study?

What is that? Didn't she usually just stare blankly?

Ji Feng put the books he bought on the desk, and the thick stack was almost taller than Yang Ling'er who was sitting on the sofa.

"Read books, you need to read all these, and you have to understand them."

"You can ask me if you don't understand anything."

Teacher Ji ordered, and then threw Yang Ling'er aside, connected the TV to the computer and went to play games with Qi Junming.

Yang Ling'er held a thick book, looked at Ji Feng and the TV, and finally lowered her head to read the book by herself.

Ji Feng nodded with satisfaction, and this was right.

If we can't go to school, we can study by ourselves.

A child should do what a child should do,

except studying and playing, other things should not be a child's business.

Although Yang Ling'er is seventeen years old and almost eighteen, she looks so young and like a child.