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Chapter 67 0067: Slow hands

But when will this woman cook? It can even be seen from the barrage that this is not her first live broadcast, and the response of what she made last time seemed to be very good.

I still remember the woman jumping up and down before claiming that "to keep a man's heart, you must first keep a man's stomach." Then, not only burned the kitchen, but also almost destroyed Zeyuyuan.

Nangong Jue just wanted to laugh, but when he cooked for himself, he became a master of cooking. Han Binglan, you are really good!

Just as I thought of this, the braised pork in the video was out of the pot.

Gudong!

Nangong Jue was shocked himself. He was actually greedy. He subconsciously swallowed his saliva just now.

How is this possible?

He has never had the desire to eat and sleep for him. For him, eating and sleeping is just to maintain his physical function. If possible, he could even not eat or drink or sleep for a few days. But now, when he looked at the brightly colored braised pork on the screen, he felt that saliva was secreted for the first time, and there was a tendency to be flooded.

So, when Qiao Qiao envied that the rush to buy was opened, he ordered the rush to buy by mistake, but his hand was slow.

After Le Yao and Qiao Qiao finished the live broadcast, they packed the ones they needed to deliver and handed them over to Han Xiangdong.

Last week, Han Xiangdong rode a small electric donkey and had almost all the streets and alleys of Xiling, and even visited the suburbs. Although he was not good at studying, he was very good at remembering the road. In addition, he also had navigation, so he was very confident in delivering the goods this time.

He sent delivery in order from near to far, and found that the first one was not far from Lijing Apartment, just across two roads, walking for ten minutes, riding a bicycle for three minutes to reach the gate.

Ten minutes later, Han Xiangdong knocked on Hao Kai's door and handed the lunch box with a smile: "The braised pork you rush to buy, Leyao Food wishes you a happy meal."

"Is Le Yao the name of your chef?" Hao Kai raised his eyebrows slightly.

"It's me... our chef's online name. If you think it's delicious, don't forget to give us a five-star review." Han Xiangdong waved his hand and left after he said that.

Looking at Han Xiangdong's back, Hao Kai smiled. Han Xiangdong, the only son of Han Binglan's adoptive parents, unexpectedly came to Xiling City. It seems that something has happened these days, so I have to check it out.

In addition to braised pork, Leyao also made a large table of dishes, which invited Shen Yi and the other three bodyguards who went to Xishan Villa to pick her up last time.

After the meal, Shen Yi ate the pudding made by Le Yao, which completely verified his idea. He could only accept Miss Han’s sweets, and nothing else could do.

This perception made him feel very strange and embarrassing. Will he have to apply to work with Miss Han in the future? But even if he can work with Miss Han, he doesn't have the qualifications to let Miss Han cook food for him every day.

Of course, he can also not eat sweets like before, but this is like smoking cigarettes. He may not feel anything when he is not smoking, but once he smokes, it will be difficult to quit.

"Hey!" Qiao Qiao knocked the plate in front of Shen Yi with chopsticks, "I said Shen Yi, you stared at Alan for a long time. What does it mean?"
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