Chapter 1122: It's you who worry about marrying

   Chapter 1122

Only then did Gu Fenghua and others know that this girl’s cooking skills are actually pretty good. Among the people, she is the only one who can really help. Others can also raise fire. Others are busy too. Unhelpful.

  Soon, dinner is ready. A large round table is placed in the middle of the camp, covered with exquisite tablecloths. The dozen dishes on it are all in color and flavor, set off by the fire, and are more attractive to appetite-both are foodies, Miss Gu is obviously better than Fatty Bai and Luo. En En is more particular about it. It is precisely because she is so particular that she is so elegant and moving even when she eats, that people often overlook the fact that she is also a foodie.

"Yuqing lotus porridge is here." With Song Yu'an's crisp voice, a bowl of clear jade rice porridge was served on the dinner table, releasing the unique fragrance of lotus seeds, because it was carefully matched with the medicinal materials carefully prepared by Fatty Bai. The fragrance is more refreshing.

   "Wow, it's so fragrant, Yu'an, did you make this?" Lorne blew a few breaths, took a sip, opened his eyes comfortably, and looked at Lu Yu'an with surprise. Just talking about this Yuqing lotus porridge, Song Yuan's cooking skills are no worse than that of Fatty Bai, even she can hardly tell the difference.

  "Big Brother Beautiful Man taught me to do it." Lu Yuan said shyly, a delicate face even more pure. After getting along for a long time, she also knows what Fatty Bai’s itch is. The eldest boy who is beautiful is long and the eldest boy is short, and he always calls Fatty Bai exasperated.

"I just gave a pointer. In fact, she did it by herself. Yu'an's culinary talent is not below me." The radiant white fat man was rare and humble. In terms of culinary skills, he has always been superior. Top.

   "I didn't expect Yu'an to have such a good cooking skill, so I won't worry about marrying in the future." Lorne said jokingly.

"I've heard that you are sorrowful about marrying you. As long as someone is willing to marry you, the Luo family will not only don't give a betrothal gift, but also give you a large dowry. By the way, what do you think of me?" Fang Tianyou leaned forward, embarrassed. Said with a face.

   Getting along with each other for a long time, he and Gu Fenghua and the others are no more ill-tempered, and they make more casual jokes.

   "Go!" Miss Luo, who was poked in the painful spot, picked up the hot rice porridge and splashed it on Fang Tianyou's face.

   "I just say it casually, don't look down on it, don't be so angry, such a delicious lotus porridge is not something you can drink every day, don't waste it." Fang Tianyou hugged his head and shrank back.

"Humph!" Seeing Fang Tianyou's frightened appearance, Lorne snorted proudly, and triumphantly picked up the rice porridge and poured it down. Then, he heard a "poof", and then saw Luo. The eldest lady stretched her tongue out like a puppy and slammed her hands.

  And the hot bowl of rice porridge also followed the set trajectory and was deducted onto Fang Tianyou's head.

   "Ah..." The screams resembling a pig-killing resounded across the night sky.

   "I swear, I didn't mean it." Lorne's voice was louder than Fang Tianyou's scream.

  After a short silence, there was a burst of heartless laughter all around.

   "Yuan, who did you learn your cooking skills from?" After a long while, the laughter all around subsided. Lorne drank cold water and asked without anyone else. Miss Luo, who is as strong as iron, is not so easy to be defeated.

Fang Tianyou's psychological quality is obviously far inferior to her. There are drops of water dripping on the head that has just been washed, which is even more icy in the cold night, and the eyes are also misty.

  (End of this chapter)