"Ha ha!"

Ling Mo smiled and bloomed. He just saw the dishes and thought it was a delicacy, but in the end he found that it was simply poison.

He also found it strange. When will Ning Rongrong cook? Why didn’t he know?

This spoiled young lady always opens her mouth and reaches out to her clothes. When will she cook in person?

It is really normal to be able to make such a meal, and it is completely expected by Ling Mo.

"You are still laughing! I hate you so much. I have worked hard to learn how to cook for you. You are still laughing at me, hum... Ignore you..."

Ning Rongrong said angrily, she realized that she was not the material at all.

"Haha, no more! My stomach hurts..."

Ling Mo laughed so hard that he collapsed on the bed.

"puff……"

Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help laughing, making Ning Rongrong feel uncomfortable all over.

"Zhuqing, why are you still helping him? I'm so angry!"

Ning Rongrong screamed angrily, wishing to peel Ling Mo's cramps.

"Okay, it's late at night! I'll make some, just make do with it and eat something casually..."

Zhu Zhuqing smiled for a while, gently got off the bed, and was about to go to the kitchen.

"I'll do it! You're still weak and not easy to move around."

Ling Mo grabbed her. Today, her soul power was consumed very much and her body was very weak.

Of course, in her opinion, she had nothing to do, but in Lingmo's opinion, she was seriously injured.

It's like, you don't think you're cold, your mother thinks you're cold.

Ahem...why is it coming here again?

"You... can still cook?"

Zhu Zhuqing was stunned. She knew Ling Mo for so long and had never seen him cook.

"That's natural, cowhide is not a brag. As for my cooking skills, I can be a chef at any hotel.

I can make any kind of dishes, it is full of color, fragrance and taste. I guarantee that you will want to have a second meal after you have eaten..."

Speaking of cooking skills, Ling Mo felt that he could no longer be low-key.

It is no exaggeration to say that I lived to this day by relying on this cooking skill.

He can cook whatever dish!

Back then, in the Holy Soul Village, Ling Mo only hugged Tang Hao's thighs by relying on a pot of porridge.

To this day, Tang Hao misses the porridge he made. If you don’t believe me, go to the Sunset Forest to ask him.

"I don't believe it! You can still cook?" Zhu Zhuqing looked suspiciously. No matter how she looked at Ling Mo, she didn't look like the kind of person who could cook.

From the time I met him until now, I still don’t know which family he came from.

When she met each other, Ling Mo showed her the feeling that she was a rich young man playing in the world, and where would he cook anything?

"I underestimate me, right... I know astronomy and geography, halls and kitchens, and can be literary and martial. I am proficient in everything.

In this world, there are things I don’t know?

Even the hidden weapons of the puppet mechanism were unable to stump me. I can’t make a mere meal yet?"

Ling Mo said that it was so unhappy to be underestimated...

"Then go quickly! If you are not satisfied with what you do today, see how I punish you, and you dare to laugh at me, hum..."

Zhu Zhuqing was still questioning, but Ning Rongrong could no longer bear it, so he directly put down his harsh words.

Obviously, she was hit by Ling Mo just now. The food she had worked hard to cook was so unpalatable.

I had known that I would taste it first and then take it over, so I would be embarrassed to throw it home.

"Wait! Don't go away, I'll come when I go, let you know what real cooking is today."

As he said that, Ling Mo pushed open the door and left the room directly, turned around and entered the kitchen.

"Oh, what kind of cuisine is it to make! Cantonese cuisine? Sichuan cuisine? Forget it, come one by one..."

As a foodie, if you can't even cook dishes, it's really useless.

Ling Mo spent a long time in the kitchen, but no one cared about him. No one would come here in the middle of the night.

I greeted the hotel manager and used all kinds of materials casually.

Ling Mo stayed in the kitchen for an hour and finally prepared a full table of food. It was so full of color, fragrance and taste, and it looked tempting.

"knock off!"

The small tower packed all the plates and took them away, and Ling Mo returned to the room.

However, when passing by Dai Mubai's room, he heard exciting sounds coming from inside.

“…”

"This kid is pretty good! He is still in the mood to do good things..."

Don’t guess Ling Mo knows who is inside, who else besides Shui Yue'er?

Since the two of them have been in love with each other, they have been together almost every day.

I only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortals!

Ling Mo originally wanted to scare them, but after thinking about it, it was a bit too damaged, so forget it.

When they returned to the room, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing were still waiting inside, not knowing what they were talking about, and they looked very happy.

"I'm back!"

Ling Mo pushed open the door of the room and walked in directly.

"Where is the food? Take it out quickly, I'm starving to death..."

Ning Rongrong didn't care about anything, she was still waiting for a while to laugh at Lingmo for coming back.

No matter how delicious it is, she will definitely say it is not delicious. Only by mocking Ling Mo can she relieve the hatred in her heart.

"What's the hurry! You damn girl, you're so irritable..."

Ling Mo knocked on her forehead gently, then went to the dining table and waved his right hand gently.

I saw a table full of dishes appear on the table.

"Wow... it smells so good!"

After a table of dishes appeared, the fragrance instantly filled the entire room. Ning Rongrong couldn't help but scream.

"Wait, why should I say it's fragrant? No, I must not say it's fragrant. I will laugh at him later..."

When Ning Rongrong found something was wrong, he hurriedly covered his mouth, but couldn't stop his eyes and turned to the table.

Ling Mo looked funny and came to the bedside, helping Zhu Zhuqing up to the dining table.

"Come on, two little princesses, try it..."

"Bah, it's not delicious at first glance!"

Ning Rongrong said angrily and walked straight to this side, while Zhu Zhuqing said in disbelief: "Is this... really what you did? Instead of deliberately asking the hotel chef to make it?"

She still doesn't believe that this was done by Ling Mo, it's incredible.

You really know anything?

"Silly girl, what are you thinking about? I'm as shameless as you think.

You don’t even look at it. It’s so beautiful outside now. Do the chefs don’t sleep at night?”

Ling Mo is very depressed, why don’t you believe him?

"That's right! Hehe, then I'll try it. My dear husband, is it delicious..."

After thinking about it, Zhu Zhuqing also learned from Ning Rongrong and smiled naughtyly.

Over there, Ning Rongrong couldn't wait to turn on his chopsticks.

As soon as I picked up a piece of meat, the moment I put the fragrance in my mouth, I couldn't help but shout: "Wow, it's so delicious!"

She regretted it as soon as she finished speaking. This was completely unconscious and could not control her mouth at all.

Is this the so-called true fragrance law?

At this time, she didn't care about any sarcasm or not, and sat at the table and started to eat.

When Zhu Zhuqing saw her eating so quickly, she thought, is it really that delicious?

Thinking about it, I tried it and looked back at Ling Mo with a hint of enjoyment in my eyes.

Obviously, she was also shocked by the delicacy in front of her.
Chapter completed!