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The fiery red sunset hid in the thick clouds, leaving only the last bit of heat of the gorgeous sunset.

The villa, which is less than a hundred meters away from Su Tang and Bai Xu's cozy cottage, just changed its owner yesterday.

"Hiss, ah~, boom, bang, bang..."

The kitchen was filled with the constant noise of clattering and clanging, and was extremely lively, with occasional ape-like screams and sighs of helplessness from people who were suppressing their temper.

The essence of human beings is a curious cat plus a tape recorder.

Lao Liu, who is dressed in pink cat skin and has many skills, also possesses these two excellent qualities.

Lao Liu pricked up his ears, stopped his loving early education of the white tiger cub, and strolled over with light cat steps to watch the fun.

Hey!

You don’t know until you see it. Once you see it, people with trypophobia will be driven crazy.

Lao Liu's electronic eyes widened into an O in surprise.

The huge, brand new kitchen no longer resembles its original neat appearance.

At a glance, there was billowing black smoke and fumes everywhere, and the snow-white walls were covered with broken egg shells and spots of oil stains.

Green vegetable leaves, orange peels, and messy fruit peels and grass debris were scattered all over the ground, as if one had accidentally stepped into a fierce battlefield, with corpses everywhere.

There were black spots all over Wan Jiaxu's face, and on the plate was a dish of steaming hot stir-fried ￥#%? ? ... charcoal?

Lao Liu: ...Is this the legendary delicacy from hell?

In the entire kitchen, the only one who can be considered tidy is Su Tang.

Su Tang, wearing a floral apron, leaned against a clean corner, her eyes flickering, wanting to say something but stopping herself from saying it.

After several intense struggles, he finally chose to let the other party play freely.

There is nothing difficult in the world, just give up.

It's too difficult, it's really too difficult.

He just wanted to make a loving dinner for his dear wife, why was it so difficult?

And the culprit that made his life so difficult, how could cooking that made the noise of war not be considered a natural talent.

Wan Jiaxu held the pot lid in his left hand to block it in front of him, and pinched the tip of the spatula with his right hand. His expression was serious and tense, and he poked into the pot cautiously, as if he was afraid of hurting the live fish in the pot.

The hot-tempered black fish brother, who was spitting bubbles in the pot, swung his tail irritably, causing splashes of water and also a burst of screams.

Wan Jiaxu jumped three feet high, holding the pot lid on his head and backing away to Su Tang, complaining pitifully, "It it it it it it is still moving!!!"

The corners of Su Tang's mouth twitched and the veins on her arms were faintly visible.

Wan Jiaxu was the only apprentice he had ever had, but he made him realize the exhaustion of teaching and educating people after decades of fragmented education.

It’s not that he doesn’t have any advantages. Although his cooking skills are not very good, he dares to innovate.

Being so bold and innovative, is he planning to kill his teacher on the beach?

Things like spicy small oranges, radish meeting (various radishes, cut into thin slices as thick as fingers, and served cold), yam and eggplant stewed with green grapes, and chili pepper charcoal (eggs) are all drizzled.

What's even more outrageous is that he didn't even remove the scales from the fish or cut open its belly. He just added a few green onions, ginger, and garlic and threw the fish into the pot.

The black fish swam leisurely in the pot, taking a bite of the green onion leaves from time to time. It must be very hungry.

Su Tang held her forehead with her hand, and faced Wan Jiaxu, who looked innocent and surprised. She could no longer bear it, so she grabbed the other person's collar and opened the door, "Let's go."

With a bang, the kitchen door opened and closed.

Wan Jiaxu stood at the kitchen door with a pot lid on his head and a spatula in his hand, looking confused.

Su Tang opened the window and the smoke exhaust fan to the maximum and let out a long sigh.

It was finally quiet.

Su Tang was already in a bad mood after receiving the news that his beloved wife could not come back for dinner in the evening.

Is Su Tang someone who can be defeated so easily?

That would certainly be impossible.

As the saying goes, if there are no conditions, you have to create them.

If the mountain is not me, I can be the mountain.

His original plan was to deliver dinner to his dear wife, and to have dinner with her if conditions permitted.

Unexpectedly, Wan Jiaxu said that it is better to do it today than to wait for a day, so he started his first step in pursuing love today.

His success in pursuing love turned into an obstacle for Su Tang.

Su Tang looked at the bright moon rising above the clouds and let out a long sigh.

The temper has turned into no temper.

With the help of the smart housekeeper, the kitchen was quickly restored to its cleanest state.

A few minutes later, the rhythmic sound of cooking accompanied by the aroma of insects attracted Wan Jiaxu, who had successfully made himself hungry after busying himself. Tears flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Slurp, gulp"

There are no fancy showmanship, but the movements are neat and efficient.

Wearing a floral apron, Su Tang looks more gentle and down-to-earth.

In front of me are oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, pots, pans, and spoons; behind me is a courtyard full of lights and a starry night sky.

The curling water vapor dissipated the noble brightness of his eyes and brows, and the scorching sun precipitated them into warm pearls.

Perhaps she was thinking of Admiral Bai Xu, as a gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Wan Jiaxu had never seen an insect as contradictory and mysterious as Su Tang.

She seems gentle and harmless, but actually has a hidden edge. She seems bright and enchanting, out of this world, but sometimes she is particularly down-to-earth.

As he watched, Wan Jiaxu suddenly felt a little envious of Su Tang and Admiral Bai Xu's future child.

The little boy will definitely be very happy to have such a heroic father.

Su Tang glanced at the dumbfounded Wan Jiaxu, feeling a little guilty but not too much, "Could it be that he provoked her to the point of making her stupid?"

By the time the meal was ready, it was almost seven o'clock.

According to Su Tang's original plan, he and his wife should be feeding each other at this time.

Su Tang looked down at her greasy body, and the idea of ​​having dinner together died in her womb.

Even if I can't go, I still have to send the meal. I can't let my dear wife go hungry.

Lao Liu jumped out and volunteered, guaranteeing that the freshly-baked love would be delivered to the stomach within ten minutes.

Su Tang touched Lao Liu's bald forehead with great satisfaction, and praised him sincerely, "This family wouldn't be possible without Lao Liu. Lao Liu is reliable."

Lao Liu took the skull and placed it on his left chest. He bent down and bowed elegantly to the gentleman Su Tang. "Leave it to me, respected Master Su Tang."

Su Tang stared at Lao Liu’s head:...suddenly she felt less reassured.

Lao Liu fiddled with it coolly for a while, and a pair of super cool pink mechanical wings opened behind him, and the colorful light bulbs still sparkled in the bright living room.

Su Tang: ... (⊙o⊙)

Wan Jiaxu:......(≧?≦)?

Lao Liu gently picked up the lunch box prepared by Su Tang and was about to take off when he was stopped by the shy Wan Jiaxu.

Wan Jiaxu held the lunch box with golden sunflowers carved on it and said awkwardly, "Can you trouble Lao Liu to bring this dinner to Wen Jinshu, the doctor of the Seventh Legion, for me?"

Lao Liu turned his head and looked at Su Tang, waiting for instructions.

Doctor Wen? Is he the Butterfly he knew, the good brother who gave him the height-enhancing potion?

Su Tang glanced at the sunflower on the lunch box, touched her chin, and seemed to be thinking about something.

The hesitation of Doctor Wen when he threw away the small sunflower cup flashed through his mind.

His maple syrup-colored eyes were filled with a gossip-filled soul, and he seemed to smell the fragrance of melon.