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Chapter 310 : Chapter 24 Three and a Half Years Later (6)

The smell of vegetables and rice made Fu Heng wake up from his dream.

He opened his still blurry eyes and saw two graceful figures watching him beside the bed. He couldn't help but frown and closed his eyes again.

"Master, you are not dreaming, get up!" Qin Xue threw an iced towel on his face: "Don't say your apprentice is too harsh, I will give you ten minutes to sober up your alcohol-paralyzed head! If it's later, we will

But he ate everything!" One look at Master's expression showed that he must have thought he was dreaming.

Pulling Rong Qing to sit down at the dining table, Qin Xue filled a bowl of soup and handed it to her.

"I didn't expect you could cook." Rong Qing looked at her with a strange expression, as if wondering what else she didn't know how to do? [

"It's very simple. If you want to learn, I'll teach you." Qin Xue said with a smile.

In fact, in this life, apart from cooking rock sugar pear for Chengya once, this was the first time she cooked. Just now when she was rummaging through the master's refrigerator for ingredients and taking over the kitchen, the scene in her previous life cooking for Chengya was like this.

Will pop up disobediently.

It has been four years since she was reborn, and it was so much better than her previous life. But for some reason, she would always inadvertently think of the Chengya from before. The Chengya who was forced to cut off her wings and imprisoned in a gorgeous cage unable to breathe.

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She owed him an apology, but she might never have the chance to say it.

At this time, Fu Heng came out with a towel, the alcohol in his eyes had disappeared, and he returned to his original appearance of the shrewd and sinister man.

"Aren't you in the United States? The school finally couldn't stand you and kicked you back?" He said, coming to the dining table and sitting down. He originally thought that he would not have an appetite, but the smell of food hid him.

All hunger aroused.

Qin Xue filled a large bowl of rice and threw it in front of him: "Your apprentice is so popular in the college! He even got the title of outstanding graduate!"

"Oh?" Fu Heng raised his eyebrows: "I didn't expect foreigners to be so tolerant."

Qin Xue was so angry that even though she drank like this, she still had the same damaging mouth without using any curse words.

"Yes, Master, if you want to go abroad, you can feel free to go abroad." She replied not to be outdone.

Rong Qing pretended to be drinking soup and raised the bowl to hide the smile that was about to appear. This was the first time she had seen the way the master and apprentice got along, and she didn't expect it to be so funny.

Fu Heng glanced at her: "Why are you here? Didn't you run away by yourself?"

Rong Qing's hands trembled and she turned her head to the side guiltily.

"Run away by yourself? What's going on?" Qin Xue looked at the two of them curiously. Is there something inside that she doesn't know?

It's a pity that neither of them was willing to satisfy her little curiosity.

"It looks good, but I don't know how it tastes." Fu Heng picked up a promising-looking potato and threw it into his mouth. The taste was unexpectedly good.

"How does it taste?" Qin Xue looked at him with a ferocious smile. Even her Chengya didn't have a chance to eat the food she made by herself. If he dared to say anything wrong, she would promise to stuff the rest into his mouth.

inside.

"For you, it's not bad." For Fu Heng, who is extremely picky about his diet, this evaluation is already considered quite good. It is precisely because of his honesty that he invisibly escaped the tragedy of being "stuffed".

"Why are they all potatoes?" He looked at the dishes on the table. Hot and sour potato shreds, curry ribs and potato cubes, and even the soup was ham and potato soup... "Do you want to make a potato dinner?" [


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