Love Comes After Learning

Asada and Fumino were dripping with cold sweat at the same time, and looked at each other in astonishment.

Although her tone was clearly joking, she hit the mark [-]% to [-]% if she said it casually... Isn't this guy's intuition too scary?

In the future, her husband must never have an affair. With this intuition of catching adulterers, he might be discovered before he ate.

"I—!" Sanjiu Xiafei's cheeks were anxiously about to say something, and Er Nai's half-believing voice sounded.

"Sanjiu doesn't have that kind of courage, does he? And that guy is a super herbivorous soft-hearted guy, even if he is tempted, he doesn't dare to make a move, he doesn't even dare to be alone, let alone spend the night...

When encountering this kind of heavy rain, he will definitely find a way to send Sanjiu home. No matter how bad it is, he should notify us first. "

"..."

Sanjiu looked at the silence of the microphone, her cheeks puffed up, looking very unwilling and knowing that it was indeed the case.

Asada glared at Fumino Furuhashi who nodded in agreement, but also did not refute, just curled her lips, not feeling happy about being "trusted" at all.

——I just haven’t reached the stage where I want to eat meat, and whether the egg is soft or not has nothing to do with you!

At best, he could only speak with such displeasure in his heart.

As for the answer to this question, the three of them have already discussed it before.

Gu Qiao deliberately stood by the door, and let the sound of the door open into the microphone while shouting loudly.

"Sanjiu, have you finished reporting your safety? It's time to prepare dinner~"

"Okay, I'll come right away." After the response, Sanjiu's tone became a little dissatisfied, "Did you hear that? Fumino is calling me, so I didn't secretly date Shinichi."

It's not a date, it's a coincidence; since it's a coincidence, it can't be called secret, let alone being alone or something.

Sanjiu nodded secretly, confirming the conclusion and speaking with more confidence.

"Okay, then you be careful—"

Before Er Nao finished speaking, San Jiu said directly, "Tell everyone not to worry about me, good night", and then hung up the phone resolutely.

The room suddenly fell into silence, the rain outside the window was crackling, and the air seemed a little stuffy.

Sanjiu put away her mobile phone and looked up at Shinichi Asada.

The moment her eyes met his, her pretty face blushed a little more, she couldn't help but look away, gently kneaded the hem of the skirt with her fingers, and said in a low voice.

"Then... what are we going to do next?"

Asada replied without hesitation.

"It's time for dinner."

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【Cooking Competition! 】

【Where there are people, there is competition!Where there is a kitchen, there is cooking! 】

【It means—where there are people and kitchens, there are cooking competitions! 】

[Yes, since ancient times, the quality of food has always been compared by people, ranging from regional culture to small groups and individuals; as far as knowing how to use fire, and as close as frozen food—as long as it is edible and can be eaten There is nothing wrong with calling it food, and they all have to be ranked first or second in human taste preferences! 】

[No matter which world is the same - the cruelty of the dark cooking world, the blood of the halberd duel, the collision of ingredients will bloom dazzling brilliance, and the collision of ideas will sprinkle shocking seasonings! 】

[Raise the knife!Come down!Light it up!Let's stir fry! 】

[The dishes born for this purpose, let's express your heart! 】

[From here, it's the girls' cooking duel————————————————

"Humans, why do they always hurt each other?"

Asada Shinichi was sitting on a chair by the dining table, staring intently, thinking about such a question seriously.

The reason was that the rain was too heavy outside, and the options of going out to eat or ordering takeaway were all ruined. Just as he suggested that he simply cook instant noodles to pass the meal, Sanjiu suddenly mentioned something.

"Th-although I'm not very skilled, but I want to try it out...tonight's dinner!"

As if to express herself in front of someone, her expressionless face showed amazing determination and excitement, just like Alfred who was about to research diatomaceous earth explosives.Like Nobel, Asada was inexplicably shuddered.

Hearing Sanjiu's words, Guqiao Fumino also joined in as if unwilling to show weakness, and patted his chest to promise that he would be able to cook confident dishes that would surprise them.

Asada couldn't help complaining silently: "Are you sure? Don't forget the barbecue before."

These words directly pierced Gu Qiao's heart, her brows twitched, with veins on her forehead, she smiled sweetly.

"I don't know~

Ah, otherwise, could Asada-kun whisper in my ear like that time, "Now, let me teach you how to cook, Fumino~", and teach me how to do it by hand? "

As soon as these words came out, Sanjiu's eyes widened by 70.00%.

Asada didn't think much, just corrected her reflexively: "I didn't teach you by hand at that time!"

With Asada's acquiescence, Sanjiu's eyes widened by 80.00%.

Fumino Guqiao raised his voice, and said angrily to him with a blushing face, "But at least his hands are close! He has done so many things to me and still doesn't want to admit it. Asada-kun is really a soft-hearted man!"

"You..." Asada tensed his face instantly, although he didn't know what Wen Nai's intentions were for suddenly making such an attack, but in the face of slander, in order to restore his innocence, no matter who he was, he would not show mercy.

"Soft? At that time, you clearly—"

"Wait a moment!"

In the middle of speaking, Sanjiu's soft voice suddenly became firm, and she shouted heavily.

Both of them were startled, and they couldn't help but stop and stare at her.

Sanjiu's eyes were wide open, and she looked at the two angrily, her lips were bitten white by her, and there was an inexplicable unwillingness in her eyes.

Then, she said so.

"Since this is the case... Wen Nai, let's compare and see, who cooks better dinner?

Chapter 23 This is Hell's Kitchen

That's right, that's how the routine unfolded.

Fumino Guqiao did not refuse, but rolled up his sleeves and agreed with great interest.

The two completely ignored Shinichi Asada, whose expression was as complicated as that of octopus feet after eating peanut vinegar. They drove him out of their kitchen, made him a cup of tea and asked him to wait outside, and then began to discuss the rules on their own.

Asada couldn't complain, rolled his eyes and simply drank tea and read a book to pass the time.

——Although the expectations are not high, to be honest, he is quite curious about what kind of food these two people can cook.

And for some reason, Asada always felt that Fumino Guqiao deliberately induced Sanjiu to fight with her.

Could it be that her cooking skills are different from her barbecue skills, but she is actually very good?

It's also in line with the virtuous and homely temperament she shows from time to time...

Asada thought for a while, but he still didn't intend to stop this battle that might be detrimental to Sanjiu - on this boring night, some innocuous jokes can make the atmosphere more lively.

Anyway, in the cooking showdown, as long as the kitchen is not blown up, nothing major will happen.

Even if Guqiao really won, according to what Asada overheard, Sanjiu just wanted to clean all the used pots and pans, and there was nothing to stop.

So, he made the most wrong choice in his life——

He watched helplessly as the two girls each had a stove, positioned themselves in the kitchen, and started their cooking duel.

Gu Qiao tied the side ponytail into a long ponytail, her bright and smooth black hair was bundled up behind her back, and she put on her apron skillfully. After turning the spoon into a round of silver light, she held it tightly in her hand.

Afterwards, she tilted her head towards Asada outside the kitchen and smiled, her fair and beautiful side face was full of confidence and gentleness, and she stared at him like water.

It's like a couple who have been married for five or six years and are still in love, only relying on a tacit understanding, they convey the silent and passionate emotion in their hearts.

Asada's breathing stopped suddenly, and he felt a little heat in his chest, so he quickly looked at Sanjiu.

With the earphones unplugged, her hair tied up with a scrunchie and hanging on her plump chest, she is actually more mature than Fumino Furuhashi and has more of a wifely vibe.

It's just that she was a little clumsy when tying the apron, and her hands and feet were not very neat. She looked like a newlywed wife who had just married not long ago, in a hurry.

Even so, I want to do my best to cook a good meal for my husband, but the unconfident firmness is shining under the incandescent lamp, making people dazzled.

"..."

Guqiao saw that Asada didn't even look at the hint she mustered up the courage to make, but looked at Sanjiu with a gratified smile, and the other hand involuntarily touched the kitchen knife, and the sour grievance in his heart was gradually turning into a more serious one. Those clear brown eyes were dyed red by the boiling emotion.

As a result, all the ingredients in her hands suffered.

boom! boom! boom!

Boom!Boom!Boom!

It made people wonder whether it was chopping vegetables or chopping people, but Sanjiu on the other side was quiet on the contrary, and was careful when handling the kitchen utensils.

Obviously, both of them are cooking while looking at the recipes on their mobile phones, but they present two completely different fields of chefs, one moving and one still.

——In order to prevent someone from accidentally throwing a knife and hurting innocent passers-by, Asada went upstairs to read a book for a while, and then went downstairs when he felt that they were probably done.

Definitely not because of the strong desire to survive.

However, when he returned to the living room, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he deeply regretted why he didn't supervise them from the sidelines.

—Have you ever seen hell?

At this moment, Shinichi Asada saw the hellish kitchen.

He didn't even want to ask, but when the messy pots and pans, flour and egg liquid everywhere, and the scorched smell wafting through the whole house organized into a crashing picture of hell, he started to feel dizzy while clutching his consciousness With a heavy head, he sat back on the dining table chair.

Then, I couldn't help thinking about a question.

"Humans, why do they always hurt each other?"

Hurt yourself, hurt the people you like, hurt your rivals.

Why are there so many disputes in this world?Why can't human beings stop the war, and everyone becomes the wings that let the earth soar toward the universe?

And when two bowls of "cooking" with more spiritual pollution than visual pollution were placed in front of his eyes, he suddenly understood a truth.

"Life is short, but one dinner."

After a long silence, he raised his head and looked at Sanjiu.

"what is this?"

Sanjiu looked away: "Parent-child rice."

"...a parent-child rice bowl with chocolate bars and strawberry Daifuku?" Is it so childlike?