Are The Villain Bosses Strong?

The sun rises and the rooster crows.

Yang Linger rubs her legs in the quilt before slowly opening her eyes. The remaining sleepiness makes her yawn with the sound of bubbles bursting.

After a month of recuperation with the recovery potion, she has grown a lot of flesh on her face and no longer looks so haggard. The light pink silk pajamas without any patterns set off the purity and beauty of the girl.

After skillfully tying her hair, Yang Linger put on her slippers and walked out of the room.

The door of Ji Feng's room was not closed tightly, and he could be seen snoring slightly with the quilt between his legs.

After washing up quietly, Yang Linger prepared to try breakfast for the first time in her life.

She can't make anything too complicated, but the muddy soup noodles are not in this category. Simply stir-fry the pot, add water, and cook the noodles.

The notepad with the steps recorded is placed on the kitchen counter. She is a little flustered while calculating the time.

Like all new chefs, if you don't follow the corresponding steps, you will be at a loss.

Wow!

The onion and garlic were added to the pot, bringing out the aroma. Stir-fry briefly, add the egg, and then add the noodles. Start seasoning before serving.

After sprinkling a little salt, Yang Linger tasted the saltiness with a spoon.

It had no taste.

Sprinkle salt again, and use the spoon to reheat the soup.

It was bland.

Sprinkle again and taste again.

This time it was almost done, and Yang Linger stirred the noodles with satisfaction.

Finally, add the green vegetables, a little soy sauce and balsamic vinegar, and it was ready to serve.

Looking at the two bowls full of her masterpiece, Yang Linger's eyes were bright and she was a little impatient.

As a result, when she turned around, she was startled by Ji Feng, who had stood at the door of the kitchen without knowing when, and the wok in his hand almost fell to the ground.

Ji Feng did not feel that he had scared anyone at all, and was relieved like an old father.

"Not bad, you can cook noodles by yourself."

You know, a month ago, this was still a timid little girl, but now she can prepare breakfast for herself.

This sense of satisfaction is quite comforting.

Originally, Yang Linger was able to do it with ease, but she became flustered under Ji Feng's gaze.

When she was serving noodles, the soup in the pot splashed on the back of her hand, or she lost her grip on the chopsticks and dropped them on the ground.

She didn't know whether she was anxious or shy, but her pretty white face was stained with a faint pink, and she never dared to look up at Ji Feng's teasing eyes.

Yang Linger brought two bowls of turbid soup noodles to the table, her ten fingers curled up with redness, and then she took the initiative to pull out a chair for Ji Feng like a little maid.

After Ji Feng sat down, Yang Linger sat opposite Ji Feng, holding the chopsticks and waiting for him to start eating first.

Ji Feng picked up the largest poached egg on the bowl, picked up a strand of noodles, blew away the hot air on it and put it into his mouth.

What about the taste...

It was as if the salt merchant who sold salt was killed by Yang Linger and his body was cut into pieces and sprinkled into the noodles.

So salty!

He didn't believe that Yang Linger didn't taste the saltiness when seasoning, because she had reminded him when she demonstrated it.

So why is it still so salty?

Do you want to choke him to death so that you can be free?

He Ji Feng is a Sigma man, and he will never be like those men in TV dramas, who will force women to eat whatever dark dishes they make and shout "five ants" regardless of the risk of their lives.

When I cooked for the first time, I only tasted one bite and threw it into the trash can.

Be realistic and brave to accept your own shortcomings. After all, it's just a meal. If it doesn't taste good, you can improve it next time. Everyone has their first time cooking.

Seeing Ji Feng put down his chopsticks and stare at the noodles in silence, Yang Ling'er's eagerness gradually turned into uneasiness.

Why don't you speak?

Is it delicious or not?

There was a bowl of noodles in front of her, but Yang Linger wanted to hear Ji Feng's personal evaluation.

[How does it taste? ]

"Yang Linger."

"Hmm?" Yang Linger responded to Ji Feng with a cat-like purring sound in her throat.

"This noodle is salty... fragrant, salty and fragrant, but it's a little hot, hahaha..."

Ji Feng laughed dryly to cover up his embarrassment, buried his head in the bowl and ate the noodles.

The Sigma man was defeated.

The pair of eyes that he washed clean of dirt with his own hands were full of expectation. Not to mention the Sigma man, even the Saiyan man couldn't bear to let such a pair of eyes lose their luster.

A faint smile hung on the corners of Yang Linger's pink lips, like a sprout of wheat seeds breaking through the frozen soil, adding a touch of color to this gray world.

The feet floating off the ground swayed slightly, and the slippers that could fall off at any time could only hang on the round toes and sway with them.

It turns out that being praised feels so happy.

Yang Linger picked up the chopsticks, picked up a strand of noodles while Ji Feng was "wolfing down, having not eaten for 250 years", blew on it and put it into her mouth.

Then...

The happiness was gone.

After the meal, Ji Feng rarely picked up the warm water and drank it, while Yang Linger had been in a state of depression since she tasted the noodles.

The little girl's delicate mind is troublesome.

If the boy could laugh even if he blew up the kitchen.

"Okay, isn't it just breakfast that was messed up? Who has never failed?"

"What you should do is to cheer up from the failure and constantly absorb experience to achieve success next time. From now on, cooking at home will be left to you."

Ji Feng threw out a large bowl of chicken soup without saying a word. Being discouraged by such a small matter does not fit his definition of a future villain.

Yang Linger nodded, and sat on the sofa as if she was angry, constantly flipping through the note book where she recorded the recipes.

He looked at Yang Linger's arms and legs, and then glanced at Yang Linger's attribute panel.

[Cultivation character panel: Yang Linger

Potential: 5

Strategy: 1

Fortune: 1

Will: 3

Force: 0

Ambition: 0

Current trust: 3

Special talent: Gene stability (as long as the will does not return to 0, the injection of gene medicine will not cause gene collapse, and the upper limit of the injection of gene medicine is determined by the upper limit of the will)

Body of suffering (will will never drop below 1 point)

Overall evaluation: This was once a poor little girl, and temporarily found the only shelter in the world that belongs to her. If everything goes on step by step like this, she will be an ordinary girl]

After a month of contact and cultivation, Yang Linger's various attributes are no longer a pile of 0 eggs when she first met, and even the fortune that is difficult to increase has increased by 1 point to return to normal level.

It is the remaining two 0 eggs of force and ambition that are particularly dazzling.

Ambition comes from the body and wisdom. Ji Feng decided to add physical exercise to the next training project.

Ji Feng took action directly when he had an idea, and threw Yang Linger back to the room by the collar.

"Go change your clothes, into sportswear. Not only will I give you breakfast from now on, but you will also have to go out with me to exercise after dinner."

She's almost 18 years old, and she's still a little girl. In a chaotic place like City X, is she going to rely on meow punches to make people bleed?

At least when she meets someone with bad intentions, she has to use her shiny little leather boots to give the other person a kick that will kill him or her!