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moreover, she was probably the only girl who had seen the old fox cook, right?
as soon as she thought of this, mu weiwei could not help but feel a burst of joy in her heart.
” alright, we’re almost done. wei wei, help me get the plate. ” the man’s voice suddenly sounded.
mu weiwei was still in a daze. ” ah … what?! “
fu linchen turned around and raised an eyebrow. ” what’s wrong? you want to eat for free? i’ve already cooked, and you’re not even willing to take a plate?”
it was only then that mu weiwei came back to her senses. she realized that she had been staring at the old man in a daze. her small face blushed all of a sudden.
she quickly coughed a few times to cover it up. ” ” cough, cough, i know. i’ll get it immediately! “
mu weiwei put down the little dumpling and turned around at once. she ran to the cabinet and took out three clean white porcelain plates. then, she ran back to the kitchen in a hurry.
fu linchen reached out and held her hand. ” be careful. you’re running so fast. if you break these three plates again, i won’t help you clean them up. “
“i’m not that stupid! that was … that was an accident! it was an accident!” mu weiwei glared at him.
as expected, her good impression of the old fox would never last more than three seconds.
other people would die in the light, but the old fox would die in the open.
he looked like a sexy prince charming just by looking at his face, but when he spoke … it made people want to beat him to death!
fu linchen glanced at her and suddenly reached out to pinch her puffed-up cheeks.
mu weiwei was stunned by his action. her hands became unstable and she almost smashed the plate.
fortunately, fu linchen reached out in time to take the plate and put it on the table.
” you … ” mu weiwei’s eyes widened. she was in a daze for a while before she said, ” “what are you doing … pinching my face?” he asked.
she wasn’t a little cutie like the little dumpling anymore. he even pinched her face! didn’t he know that other than her brother, only her boyfriend could pinch a girl’s face?
could it be …
the scene of fu linchen cooking was still in her mind. mu weiwei couldn’t help but let her imagination run wild.
however, the next second, she was pulled back to reality by fu linchen’s low laughter. ” your face is so pufferfish-like, so i couldn’t help but pinch it. sorry. “
mu weiwei instantly sobered up. she felt like hitting someone again.
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if she spoke to this dog man again, she would take his surname!
however, mu weiwei’s oath only lasted for less than two seconds before it silently broke.
that was because fu linchen picked up a porcelain plate with one hand and picked up a spatula with the other, turning it around in the pan.
an alluring fragrance immediately wafted out.
even though mu weiwei was used to eating all kinds of michelin-starred dishes with the elders of her family since she was young, she could not help but swallow her saliva when she was enticed by the fragrance.
this was … too fragrant!
mu weiwei subconsciously glanced at the pot, but she could not look away.
every grain of the fried rice in the pot was evenly wrapped with egg liquid, looking golden and attractive. the egg liquid was still jumping at the bottom of the pot. the clear shrimp, bright carrots, and slightly burnt ham were mixed in the fried rice. the color was bright and the fragrance was overwhelming.
wuwuwu, this looks way too delicious!
what kind of celestial fried rice was this? she … she was so hungry. she really wanted to eat it …
fu linchen laughed when he saw mu weiwei staring at the fried rice. ” mu weiwei, you’re drooling. hurry and wipe it off. “