"Mo Nan?"
"It should be him. Just now Maoda distributed a table of dishes, saying that his brother made them."
"I'm very calm about cooking, but this kind of knife skills, I'm studying in a technical school, and I cried."
"Don't cry upstairs, I've been peeling potatoes here for a year, and I'm not as good as Brother Nan's knife skills."
"I'm the only one who thinks that I can give God K a pink peach, and God K shows it off as a baby. Is this wave of operations very loving? I'm ashamed."
"A token of love."
"Don't talk nonsense, my God K doesn't form CP, I just treat the assistant brother differently!"
"That's right, it's just treating them differently! For example, if you allow the assistant brother to give you a nickname, others, heh, give it a try, and see if you see blood on your face."
"You forgot to mention that God K also brought his assistant brother to do interviews. He kept making people laugh and poke faces!"
"Sorry, there are too many incidents to treat each other differently, and I can't finish one..."
After Feng Nai usually sent a message, he must have hidden it directly, but this time he replied lazily with four words: "How to store it?"
Suddenly, the bottom exploded again
Because he returned the girl who was studying in technical school.
The girl was a little excited: "Ah, God K is asking how to store peaches? The best way is to cover it with a layer of plastic wrap, cover it with a glass lid, and put it in the refrigerator. It will not be destroyed in a short time. oxidized."
Feng Nai: "Thank you."
"You're welcome! Happiness, happiness, God K is reluctant to eat the peaches my brother Nan carved for you?"
Feng Nai didn't answer this question.
But I even asked about the storage method, not because I was reluctant to eat it, but what else could it be.
"Large dog slaughter scene."
"This is not what a token of love is, fall!"
"Duofatang, I don't mind, really!"
Feng Nai didn't look at his phone anymore at this time, and after getting a solution, he did so.
It's also thanks to those slender and beautiful hands, which are not good at doing this kind of thing.
But one thing, I don't want to put it in the refrigerator.
He has never received anything made for him by anyone.
Shouldn't this kind of gift be placed by the bedside and glanced at from time to time
At the same time, Feng Nai was telling himself.
That's enough.
compared to others.
He is also special to someone.
If let someone know some of his previous thoughts.
Don't talk about these things, I guess he won't have a share in anything in the future.
It may even provoke disgust or incomprehension.
It seems that sometimes asking for nothing is not the most difficult thing to sleep
But an impulse.
Nothing.
So be it.
On Yunshen's side, just let her come less.
It shouldn't be that unbearable either.
After all, only by retreating to this point can the current relationship between him and someone be maintained.
The premise is that he can really hold back.
Feng Nai leaned halfway, and turned his hand to the side, through the glass, his fingertips slowly slid across...
Another room.
After Mo Bei took a shower, he searched for this chef competition again, not to win the prize, but mainly to understand the competition system and time.
There is no news from the base.
On the contrary, Feng Yi, who is a manager, saw such a message from his nephew.
He raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.
Then he smiled slowly.
In his opinion, his venomous nephew won't be "straight" for long...
"Uncle Feng, what are you laughing at?" Yun Shen turned his eyes.
Feng Yi took a sip of tea: "It's nothing, I just want to watch a show, what about him?"
"Inside, there is still mourning for his little Tuya." Yun Shen had just finished speaking.
Mo Nan, who had completed the transformation over there, came over...
(end of this chapter)