Chapter 642

Li Yundong couldn't help asking, "do you usually don't eat hot dishes?"

Ziyuan smiled faintly and didn't speak. Ruan Hongling answered: "sister Ziyuan has reached the state of Pigu. It doesn't matter whether she eats or not. I can't burn myself, so I have to eat junk food outside all day."

Li Yundong smiled. He took a piece of plain fried lotus root fried with asters with his chopsticks and chewed it in his mouth. He suddenly felt light and tasteless. It was not only like no salt, but also like no monosodium glutamate.

But when he first tasted it, Li Yundong almost wanted to spit it out, but he chewed it out of politeness, but slowly aftertaste a unique fragrance of lotus root. The more he chewed, the sweeter it became, as if his lips and teeth were fragrant.

Li Yundong couldn't help but exclaimed: "it's powerful. I didn't expect you to be so beautiful and your cooking skills are so exquisite. This dish looks almost free of oil, salt and monosodium glutamate, but it tastes elegant and fragrant. This means is the means of top chefs. I can't compare it."

Li Yundong secretly said: as the saying goes, words are like people and words are like people. In fact, cooking is the same. The dishes made by the woman Ziyuan are so fresh and elegant. It can be seen that she must also be a plain and elegant person.

Ziyuan smiled modestly and calmly. She smiled and said, "I'll make you laugh."

Ruan Hongling's first taste was Li Yundong's food. After only one taste, she couldn't help but brighten her eyes and praised loudly, "it's delicious!"

Ziyuan also held out her chopsticks and took a piece of fish. She tasted it and said with a smile, "it's really good." in her heart, she said: the dish has all kinds of flavor, but the taste is a little heavy and the heat is a little urgent. It can be seen that Li Yundong still has a fire in his heart.

Ruan Hongling praised her more and more. Her cultivation and Qi cultivation skills are far inferior to those of Ziyuan. Therefore, she also likes to eat the dishes made by Li Yundong. She ate them heartily. She couldn't help but praise her while saying in her heart: this guy does have some advantages! I wonder if sister Ziyuan will really like him?

At the thought of this, Ruan Hongling couldn't help looking at Li Yundong and Ziyuan. He saw one handsome, handsome and vigorous, with a sense of masculinity all over his body, while the other sank into fish and fell into wild geese. His temperament was dusty, and his gestures were full of the ethereal air of not falling into the world.

Ruan Hongling looked more and more and felt that the two men were really a rare match in the world. She whispered to herself: is the wedge language poem left by master true?

Li Yundong didn't know what she was thinking. He saw Ruan Hongling's eyes turning around on himself, so he couldn't help saying, "you see what I do, I'm not a dish."

Ruan Hongling smiled, glanced at the asters and said meaningfully, "you are really not my dish, but someone's dish."

On the ground of the dining table, the aster quietly stepped on Ruan Hongling's foot. Ruan Hongling immediately deliberately exaggerated and shouted, "sister aster, why are you stepping on me!"

Ziyuan's ears turned red and glared at Ruan Hongling angrily.