Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 313 Brilliant Starlight: The National Male God is a Girl (19)

  "Cut the ribs."

  Qin Ci said in a faint voice,

  Ranbai turned his head slightly to look at Qin Ci and said with a smile, "Aren't you here to teach me? Come on."

  Qin Ci's eyes dimmed, standing behind Yen Bai, his hand with distinct joints held the white hand, and slowly began to cut it.

  The two are close together, like a couple in a sweet hug.

  Dyeing white can even feel Qin Ci’s strong heartbeat and the heat transmitted from the skin.

  Ran Bai looked at her tightly held slender hand, and used Qin Ci's strength to cut the ribs, squinted her eyes slightly, with a calm expression.

  This feeling is pretty good.

   Approaching Ranbai at close range, Qin Ci discovered that the figure in front of him was so petite.

  Even, as long as he moves gently, he can take her into his arms.

  Qin Cigui awkwardly remembered the young boy's blushing cheeks, blurred eyes, and hot skin last night. That unexpected hug.

  He lowered his eyes slightly, no longer thinking about the chaotic thoughts in his mind.

  The nose is surrounded by a faint fragrance, which is the fresh mint smell of the person in front of him.

  Qin Ci held the white-dyed hand tightly, his eyes fell on the young boy's slender neck, the porcelain-white skin resembled beautiful jade, leaving no trace of blemish.

  Inexplicably, I feel a little dry mouth, and I want to leave a mark on that white and flawless skin.

  Qin Ci pursed his thin lips, holding his white hand faster.

  Until the ribs were cut, Qin Ci took a step back.

  He seemed to breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, but a faint loss lingered at the apex of his heart.

  Qin Ci picked up the oil bottle with well-knotted hands, and slowly poured oil into the pot.

  The golden-yellow oil flows into the pot along the arc, coupled with the well-proportioned hands, giving people a pleasing and elegant feeling.

  Ranbai leaned aside, with his left hand propped on his chin, watching Qin Cixing's movements like flowing water indifferently, his face looked handsome and handsome.

  When the oil was hot, Qin Ci threw the chopped green onion and **** into the pot with one hand. Splash the starting point and point the oil point.

  The steps that are coming down today are omitted, and I am also very helpless and can't write. After searching the Internet, I felt dizzy. As an instant noodle party, as far as cooking...doesn’t exist

  Ranbai is almost watching how Qin Ci does it.

  A line of action is pleasing to the eye.

  A plate of sweet and sour pork ribs with delicious color and fragrance came out.

  Dye Bai nodded, it looked like it was quite simple.

  Coughed lightly, and said to Qin Ci solemnly,

   "Emperor Qin, you go out first, I'll do it for you."

  Ranbai also wants to know what she can be like.

  Qin Ci's expression was faint, looking at the slightly excited expression of Ran Bai, his heart softened. He was still a boy just out of campus.

  Qin Ci’s thin lips are slightly hooked, and his voice is clear and magnetic,

"good."

  Inexplicably, he also had some expectations for the craftsmanship of dyeing white.

  Qin Ci walked out of the kitchen. Dye Bai touched the delicate chin with one hand and looked at the ingredients in front of him.

Poker face.

  Yes, it can be done.

  So—

  After one minute and one second have passed.

  An inexplicable smile on his face dyed white.

  Looking at the dark thing in front of him.

  Obviously, she followed Qin Ci's steps!

  Why... it is like this.

  Dye white indifferent face,

  This is definitely not what I did!

  Fenglu smiled over and over in the system space.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.

  It finally knows what the host’s shortcomings are!

  That is, dark dishes that can poison people!

  Looking at the dark and shapeless thing in front of him, the tears of the road closure laughed.

  Is this surely sweet and sour pork ribs? Instead of a plate of poison?

   "Laugh again, you will eat these for me."

  The sound of dyeing white and overcast sounded in her ears. Quiet instantly.

  Joke, eat it? Then it becomes a black cat inconveniently!

  嘤嘤嘤, it’s terrible.

   snickered inwardly.

   Dyeing white noble and glamorous snorted, with a smile on his face, he picked up two completely different plates of sweet and sour spare ribs and walked to the living room.

  —

  Dark and white dishes, do you dare to eat it? Hahahahahahahahahaha.

  See you tomorrow, fairies.

  (End of this chapter)