Chen Zhe and Qin Xin didn't eat out today. They went to a nearby vegetable market and bought a bunch of ribs and winter melon.
Qin Xin asked curiously: "Why did you buy these? Do you know how to cook?"
The way her eyes flickered was very cute. Chen Zhe pinched her little nose with the hand that was not carrying the food: "You'll find out later."
"Ah~" Qin Xin's nose was pinched by Chen Zhe and she hurriedly moved away.
Chen Zhe's action was very intimate, but he did it subconsciously and didn't think about it.
Who would have thought that Qin Xin's face turned red all of a sudden, she cursed: "You are a pervert" and ran away in panic.
The little girl's little butt was round and straight and full of movement when she ran, twisting and turning. Chen Zhe looked at it from behind and felt itchy, and a different meaning rose in his heart. This... is pretty good.
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Back home, Qin Xin kept staring at Chen Zhe and saw him wash the blood from the ribs and put them into the pot and cover the pot.
His home is fully equipped, including a refrigerator and a stew pot. He cut the winter melon into thick slices and threw it into the pot.
A fragrance overflowed, and Qin Xin began to swallow her saliva wildly and circle around the pot.
She glanced and saw that Chen Zhe was not in the kitchen, so she secretly reached out to lift the lid of the pot...
"Don't move!" Chen Zhe suddenly shouted from behind.
Qin Xin jumped up in fright, turned around and glared at Chen Zhe: "You scared me, I hate you so much!"
"The winter melon isn't ripe yet, wait a minute, you greedy bitch."
As soon as he said she was a greedy girl, Qin Xin's braids almost stood up with anger: "I'm not a greedy girl!"
Chen Zhe's cooking skills were average and no one taught him. He just looked for them on the Internet and followed them, but he was quite good at this winter melon braised pork ribs. The aroma filled his nostrils. In order to prove that he was not a glutton, Qin Xin left.
Keep that pot far away.
But the aroma was so tempting, she secretly inhaled the aroma of the ribs while Chen Zhe wasn't paying attention.
This makes Chen Zhe feel as if she is so pitiful...
He took a bowl, scooped out a bowl of soup with a spoon and handed it to Qin Xin: "It's almost ready, you have a bowl of soup first!"
"I don't want to drink, I'm not hungry!" Qin Xin said this but still grabbed the bowl and held it in her hand, and took a spoon.
But when a spoonful of soup was put into his mouth, Qin Xin was still so hot that he stuck out his tongue.
Is this girl really a foodie? She can't wait to eat.
However, he was only self-taught on the Internet, and the soup he stewed was good. Qin Xin was the first person to drink the soup he stewed. Chen Zhe still urgently needs someone's approval for his cooking skills.
He kept staring at Qin Xin, and when he saw the little girl swallowing the soup, he quickly asked: "How does it taste? Does it taste good?"
"It doesn't taste good, it has no taste!" Qin Xin told the truth.
Chen Zhe said anxiously: "How is it possible? You lied to me?"
He grabbed the soup bowl and took a sip of the soup. Qin felt dizzy and protested in a low voice: "I drank that!"
After smacking his lips, Chen Zhe hurriedly found the salt shaker, but unfortunately there was only a tiny bit of salt left in it.
He patted his head: "Oops, there's no more salt!"
He said to Qin Xin: "Wait for me. I'll buy some salt. I'll be back in ten minutes."
"Yeah!" Qin Xin's little head nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and her big eyes stared motionlessly at the pot of soup.
I'll go! Isn't this girl going to eat secretly?
With her character, she probably wouldn't have let this pot of soup go even if no salt was added.
While changing his shoes, Chen Zhe warned: "Qin Xin! It's not that I don't believe you, but you must pay close attention to the pot of soup, and don't lose any of it?"
"I promise I won't let anyone else touch this pot, don't worry!" Qin Xin promised firmly.
Chen Zhe pushed open the door: "I'm not worried about others, I'm mainly worried about you..."
Qin Xin's little face turned red. This guy was so disgusting, he actually looked down on himself?
"I swear I won't touch that pot of soup until you come back!"
Unfortunately, Chen Zhe had already slammed the door and did not hear these words.
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it, you actually look down on me. When I was practicing, I was the strongest in Tianxin Pavilion in resisting inner demons. Even my master praised me for my strong will and pure heart. I was the most outstanding among the younger generation. He actually doubted me.
I don't care if you secretly drink that broken soup!"
Qin Xin murmured to herself and walked around the room, quite dissatisfied with Chen Zhe.
But when Chen Zhe was around, you could have a few words with him. When he was away, the room started to get quiet.
The pot of winter melon pork ribs made a "whooshing" sound when it was being cooked over a warm fire. It was particularly harsh in Qin Xin's ears. The delicious smell of the broth and the fragrance of winter melon wafted through the room.
Floating away, as if he was fighting against Qin Xin, he specifically went into her nose.
Qin Xin sniffed involuntarily. Although there was no salt in the pot of soup, the aroma was good.
"I am strong-willed and will not be tempted. I am strong-willed!" Qin Xin recited a few words silently and felt a lot more at ease.
How about...just take another sip?
With this thought, she could no longer withstand the test. Qin Xin swallowed hard, stared at the pot that was boiling soup, and moved over in small steps.
"No, no, I can't be looked down upon by him!"
Qin Xin paused, but still looked longingly at the pot of winter melon and pork ribs soup.
I can’t watch it. The more I watch it, the more I can’t stand it~
Qin Xin turned her back and saw the bowl on the table. She drank a spoonful of it, and Chen Zhe took another sip. There was still more than half of the bowl of soup!
The soup is yellow with green in color, with a little bit of minced meat floating in it, and a small piece of white winter melon in it. Although there is no salt, it looks delicious at first glance.
"Goo!"
Qin Xin swallowed another big mouthful of saliva and stared at the bowl tightly, like a cat staring at a little mouse——
"He only said he wouldn't let me touch the pot of soup, but the soup in the bowl was not from the pot!"
After making an excuse for herself, Qin Xin slowly walked to the table and muttered to herself.
She suddenly remembered that not only did she take a sip of the soup, Chen Zhe seemed to have also drank it. If she drank it too, wouldn't it be equivalent to kissing him in disguise?
"Bah! He's so dirty, I don't want him~"
She forced herself to think about all the bad things about Chen Zhe, he was bad, annoying, lustful and bullying.
But...but when I taught him how to practice physical skills that day, I seemed to have kissed him!
Qin Xin grew up in Tianxin Pavilion and had little contact with people, most of whom were naive. Therefore, although she is eighteen years old, she is probably ten years behind Chen Zhe mentally, so she still looks like a little girl.
Girls think about things the same way.
Therefore, her innocence and cuteness are pure and natural, which is incomparable to girls of the same age who grew up in the big dye vat of society.
For a child like her, the temptation of food was irresistible.
Besides, Qin Xin was indeed hungry for a long time.
She stuck out her tongue and licked her pink lips: "How about...just take a sip. Anyway, that day...just take a sip and he won't notice, right?"
He is not that annoying, and he is very clean. I see that he is brushing his teeth every day, so he must not be sick. Isn’t it just the soup he drank? I heard the master said that he was so hungry when he practiced hard.
When I lived there, I even ate dead mice. If I follow what Master has done, it doesn’t count as wrong, right?
While Qin Xin tried hard to convince herself, she walked closer to the bowl of soup, sniffed it with her nose.
“It smells so good~”
Without saying anything, Qin Xin actually thought this bowl of soup was delicious.
How delicious it would be if salt were added!
Of course, Chen Zhe would not know that his few casual words actually caused Qin Xin to experience a more severe test than her spiritual practice, and... the little girl failed to withstand the test.
After a few minutes, the soup in the bowl was no longer very hot. Qin Xin held the bowl in her hands and took a big sip.
Delicious~
The meaty flavor of the ribs and the fragrance of the winter melon complement each other perfectly, and it is still delicious even without salt.
After the first mouthful, the second mouthful followed. Qin Xin raised the bowl and drank most of the soup in two or two mouths.
Such a bowl of soup is a lot less, but not a lot.
It would be fine if she didn't drink it. But after drinking it, Qin Xin couldn't bear it anymore. She stared at the pot of soup fiercely, unable to withstand the temptation anymore.
There are ribs in it, there are ribs in it!
She looked back at the door. Chen Zhe hadn't come back yet. As long as she was quick enough, he wouldn't find out, right?
As if she were a thief, Qin Xin stretched out her hand to pick up the handle of the pot lid, and her fingertips had already touched it.
There is a warm feeling on the fingertips, and the fragrance becomes more intense.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
There was a violent knock on the door, and Qin Xin was so frightened that she retracted her hand and jumped up.
"He's back?"
Qin Xin patted her chest and felt very proud. Fortunately, she was determined and finally did not drink the soup from the pot.
But if he got the salt back, wouldn't he be able to drink soup?
Qin Xin ran all the way and pushed the door open without looking at who was at the door. When she looked outside, she was stunned: "Why is it you?"
Outside the door, I saw Chen Zhe's uncle and brother Chen Chong, his wife Yang Linzhi, followed by six or seven tall and thick men.
"Chen Zhe is not at home?"
Chen Zhong frowned and walked straight in, looking around...
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, I worked during the day and coded at night, basically hanging on all day, but not talking.