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Wen Ye responded calmly: "Yes."
There are not many things on the table, just porridge, side dishes, and beautiful-looking omelettes.
The aroma of porridge floats in the air, whetting your appetite.
Xiao Rong, who has always been a foodie, couldn't help but swallow, feeling a little hungry.
Xiao Rong sat at the dining table, "You actuallycan cook?"
These breakfasts look good and smell delicious.
But¡ I just don¡¯t know how it tastes.
Although it looks delicious, who knows if it just looks delicious?
Xiao Rong is very picky about what she eats. She has eaten many meals that look good and smell good, but when she eats them they taste like water.
Xiao Rong looked at the breakfast in front of her.
She doesn¡¯t expect breakfast to be delicious, just don¡¯t treat it like poison.
After all, Wen Ye also grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth. If the things he makes can be eaten, that is a big improvement.
Xiao Rong took the spoon and couldn't help but take a spoonful of porridge, and then slowly put it into his mouth.
The porridge has a soft and glutinous texture, and the taste is surprisingly sweet and delicious.
Xiao Rong was a little in disbelief.
Is it actually so delicious?
Xiao Rong took another spoonful and tasted it carefully. It tasted better than the ones cooked at her favorite breakfast restaurant.
Wen Ye sat opposite Xiao Rong, "How is it? Is it to your liking?"
Xiao Rong looked at him in disbelief, "Did you really do this?"
Wen Ye raised his eyebrows slightly, "What else?"
"You didn't buy it outside, did you?"
It tastes so good, is it really cooked by Wen Ye?
It¡¯s hard for Xiao Rong to accept.
¡° There are very few people like Wen Ye, who come from a wealthy family and know how to cook, and even fewer who can cook such delicious food.
Xiao Rong, a person who loves food, also wanted to try his cooking skills by cooking.
However, she was not born with this kind of food, and she almost burned down the kitchen every time she cooked.
It was even so serious that passers-by saw thick smoke floating in her home, thought it was on fire, and called the fire alarm.
Since then, Xiao Rong has basically given up the idea of ??cooking.
¡° Even if she practices it hundreds of times, she still won¡¯t be able to cook like Chujiu.
Feng Shadiao once laughed at her. She just didn't have the talent in this area. Just wait and eat, but don't harm the kitchen and vegetables.
Of course, there are many people like Xiao Rong who don¡¯t know how to cook.
Master Master who grew up from a young man from a young man, all the ten fingers do not stick to the spring water. How many will you cook?
So, she was shocked that Wen Ye knew how to cook, but forget it, he actually made it so delicious.
Xiao Rong was very reluctant to accept it.
Looking at Xiao Rong¡¯s incredible face, Wen Ye¡¯s voice was faint.
"It's just a casual breakfast. Are you that surprised?"
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It was difficult for Xiao Rong to accept this casualness, "You mean, if you do it seriously, you can do better?"
Wen Ye picked up the chopsticks gracefully, "Everyone's idea of ??'good' is different. I'm not sure whether it will be better, but if it's a dinner, it will be richer if there are more ingredients."
"Why do you do this? Aren't your three meals usually prepared by chefs or servants?"
¡°Sometimes, the food they prepare doesn¡¯t quite suit the taste, so I prepare some myself.¡±
Xiao Rong curled her lips and said: "But, I see you are not very picky about what you eat." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com