Nuo Qianjin, one of the love apartments

Nuolan: "..." Then how many glasses of water does she drink every day? Looking at Hu Yifei's watery eyes, he couldn't say the words of rejection, so he nodded.

Hu Yifei hugged Nuolan happily in an instant: "You are the first person to say that my egg fried rice is delicious."

Nuolan's body stiffened. Although it was not strange for girls to cuddle with each other, it always felt strange to cuddle with Yifei, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Hu Yifei continued to talk to herself: "I'm going to make cumin steak, cake, chocolate, do you want to eat?"

Nuolan looked at her suspiciously: "You...will you?"

"How could it be possible not to do these things in minutes!" Hu Yifei said fearlessly.

But the people in the iPartment suffered. The people in 3601 stared dumbfoundedly at Hu Yifei who was busy in the kitchen, ah no, wreaking havoc.

Yoyo: "Sister Yifei, she really cooks, I thought she was just joking."

Guan Gu: "She has already wasted ten eggs, five tomatoes, one piece of beef, eight pieces of chocolate, and... the flour sprinkled all over here." As he spoke, he dusted the flour on his hair.

Wan Yu also shaved off the white flour in the same way: "Who can stop Yifei's fanatical behavior."

Zhanbo: "I think if this continues, 3601 will be blown up by my sister sooner or later." Since his sister came back in the afternoon, she dug out the cooking book that arrived two days ago and studied it carefully one by one. It's miserable, everyone in 3601 has been transferred to 3602 to eat and drink.

"Zhanbo, buy me some cakes." Hu Yifei's face was covered with flour and some charcoal.

Zhan Bo wondered, "Why are you buying cakes?"

Hu Yifei said without guilt: "I won't do it."

"so what?"

"I'm going to remelt it and rebuild it."

Four people: "???"

"Re: to re-melt, to melt: to melt, to recreate: to knead into any shape, and to dry."

Youyou took a breath of the smell of flour that permeated the air: "Sister Yifei, do you think this is making chocolate? Do you need a steamer to make cakes?!"

Yoyo can't imagine how to melt the cake? ! Do you use a pot?Or use a grill? !

"Steamer? What is it?" Hu Yifei was confused. It turns out that chocolate can still do this, so can I make chocolate cakes in this way.

Four people: "..."

Guan Gu: "It is to make the cake fluffy and fluffy. Of course, yeast must be added."

"Yeast? Zhanbo, go and give me ten catties of yeast and a steamer. I think I can make a chocolate cake!" After listening to Yoyo and Guan Gu's advice, Hu Yifei resolutely asked Zhanbo to buy it. up.

Wan Yu: "You don't want to mix melted cake with chocolate?"

Teacher Hu nodded and asked naively, "How do you know?"

The four of them were silent again. They were a little suspicious of how Yifei got his doctorate. Academic wisdom is completely out of proportion to kitchen skills.

Meijia came from 3602 singing, pushed open the door, and was shocked speechless by the flour war in a corner of the kitchen and in front of the affected sofa.

Meijia walked on tiptoe cautiously: "Are you guys having a snowball fight?"

Yoyo supported her head: "Sister Yifei is making a cake."

Meijia's eyebrows were frowned for a while, and at a glance, she saw that she was squatting on the coffee table and studying the tutorial on making cakes, and she said silently, "Are you sure you're not frying cakes?"

Meijia walked to the kitchen and saw something frying in the pot, she was curious: "Sister Yifei, what is this?"

"This, my new secret recipe is definitely better than Western food... Dang Dang Dang!" Hu Yifei came over and opened the lid mysteriously.

A fried charcoal-like thing that can no longer be seen.

Meijia's expression became more entangled: "This is it?" It was a dark mass with an indescribable burnt smell, and Meijia couldn't imagine what it was originally.

"Cumin steak! How about it?" Hu Yifei lifted the pot so that Meijia could see it more clearly.

"Very...very good." Apart from the advantages of not being able to see what the original body is, a little dark, a little burnt, a little blurred, and possibly going to the hospital, I can't find any disadvantages.

"Then you have a taste." Hu Yifei looked at Meijia sincerely.

"Hehehe, no need, no need, I'm already full just by smelling it." A pungent burnt smell, Mika shook her head busy, if she ate this kind of thing, she probably would have to eat it in the next moment. Hospital.

"Hey, what's delicious..." Zi Qiao also walked in from the balcony, saw that the kitchen seemed to have lighted a piece of flour, and swallowed what she was going to say next, hesitating whether to come in or not.

As if seeing a savior, Meijia quickly pulled Zi Qiao in and pushed him in front of Hu Yifei: "Zi Qiao, you haven't had lunch yet, have you?"

Zi Qiao asked with a black question mark: "I ate... No, no, no." When Zi Qiao just said that he ate, Meijia quickly twisted the flesh on Qiao's arm, and immediately changed the words.

Hu Tianzhen Yifei opened the lid in surprise: "Do you have any appetite?"

Zi Qiao's dark and ugly thing appeared in front of Zi Qiao unprepared, with an indescribably hideous expression: "No, the toilet... vomit~"

Hu Yifei closed the lid angrily, a group of guys who don't have the ability to appreciate.

Finally, under Hu Yifei's insistence and the help of everyone, I finally reluctantly prepared three dishes, scrambled eggs with tomatoes (not to mention the taste, at least the tomatoes and eggs are separated.), chocolate (not to mention it before) What shape is it, at least chocolate or chocolate.), Sushi (Taught by Sekiya himself, at least it looks like a sushi rice ball.)

Hu Yifei put these three items on the table, and the six people watched, with emmmmm expressions, which are referred to as the expressions of eating shit.

Yoyo: Are people who like Miss Yifei crazy?

Guan Gu: I’ve never seen anyone make sushi into rice balls? !I'm going to commit seppuku!

Wan Yu: I feel sorry for Nuo Lan for a second.

Zhan Bo directly said, "Sister, why don't you make egg fried rice, at least the egg fried rice is edible." At least the surface can be deceived.

Meijia agrees, compared with these three dishes that people don't want to look at again, the egg fried rice made by sister Yifei is simply delicious in the world.

Ziqiao has never been to 3601 since he saw the plate of black cumin beef.

"Egg fried rice?" Hu Yifei poked a ball of rice wrapped in a layer of seaweed sushi, I think this is edible?Is it true that I am not suitable for cooking?

If everyone heard her words, they would definitely shout excitedly: "You really have self-knowledge!"

It's not that Yifei is not suitable for cooking, but it is not suitable for entering the kitchen.

"Zhanbo, when is mom coming?" Hu Yifei sat on the chair depressed.

"Around nine o'clock, maybe earlier." Here, Zhanbo has successfully found the ring, and plans to go out tonight to propose to Wanyu.

"Tell Mom, if 3601 can't follow, go to 3602, I'm going out tonight."

"You're going on a date? It's not my sister, she's married, if mom knows..." Zhan Bo became impatient in an instant.

"What date, and I'll say it again, she's divorced, divorced, I don't care, what do you care about?"

"But sister..."

"Okay, don't stop me." Hu Yifei interrupted Zhan Bo, why did she go to see a woman, Zhan Bo made it seem like she was going to see her boyfriend.

After staying up late at night, Hu Yifei excitedly took the newly baked upgraded egg fried rice and Zhanbo Wanyu on the road.

inside the car.

"Sister, are you excited?" Zhan Bo looked at Hu Yifei who was eager to sing a song.

"No, I am very happy every day~" Hu Yifei's voice floated.

"A big river has wide waves, and the wind blows the fragrance of rice and flowers on both sides. My family lives on that bank..."

Zhan Bo and Wan Yu looked at each other.

Zhanbo: Falling in love?

Wan Yu: Can't you see it?Yifei has been in high spirits for the past few days.

Zhanbo: Huh?He is married. If mom doesn't want to be mad, even though second-hand men have a higher EQ, it's not okay.

Wan Yu's expression is subtle. In this way, the people in the iPartment have never known that the person who met Yifei was a woman. Forget it, let them guess for themselves, not to mention that Yifei probably doesn't know what she looks like. In love.

"Zhanbo, Wanyu, here we are. Enjoy your dinner. I'm leaving first, bye!"

Zhanbo and Wanyu got out of the car, and before they could say goodbye to Hu Yifei, Hu Yifei drove away in a fume.

Zhan Bo: "..." Are all women in love so scary?

S Downtown Radio Station.

Hu Yifei walked erratically, almost drifting away, and sent a message to Nuo Lan:

Hu Yifei: Guess where I am?

Nuolan: Downstairs from the radio station.

Hu Yifei was surprised: How do you know?

Nuo Lan in the plain long dress, her eyebrows and eyes were bent, and she pressed her fingers:

Nolan: I see you.

A certain Hu kid who was remarked as Hu Baobao subconsciously looked upstairs at the radio station:

Hu Yifei: Do you still have time to look out the window?

Nuolan: Yes, because I am waiting for you.

Because I'm waiting for you, I'm waiting for you, waiting for you... Now women talk like this... Hu Yifei couldn't find any suitable words to describe it.

Nuolan: I'm on the tenth floor, the third office from the left. I've already greeted him. Come up.

Hu Yifei: This...isn't very good.

Nuolan: It's okay, I also counted the shares of the radio station.

In fact, it was Vincent's shareholding. If you say anything, you have to compensate Nuo Lan. If you say no, they can't be friends anymore... Let's go.

Hu Yifei: Using power for personal gain?

Nuolan: So, you are my private?

Can we have a good chat? Every time Nuolan speaks, he is at a loss for words.