Chapter 256

Zhan Ning and Mo Wenting have been married for so long and haven't eaten the dishes she cooked, so he is full of expectations for today's dinner.

At the same time, it is for this reason that Zhan Ning appears more serious and attentive than usual when massaging Mo Wenting's feet.

Zhan Ning knows that only by making Mo Wenting feel relaxed and happy, can Mo Wenting happily cook delicious dishes for herself.

And Mo Wenting actually has the same idea. Since she promised Zhan Ning, she will do it and never break her promise. She also wants Zhan Ning to taste her craft as soon as possible. She is more looking forward to the affirmation and praise of her sweetheart.

So, Mo Wenting didn't ask Zhan Ning to massage herself for long, so she smiled and said, "well, husband, I'm going to the kitchen to make sweet and sour ribs for you."

Mo Wenting put on her slippers and stood up from the sofa.

Zhan Ning also quickly stood up with Mo Wenting and volunteered: "baby, I'll cook with you, too. I can help."

"Well, you'll do it for me." Mo Wenting promised Zhan Ning with a smile.

Zhan Ning and Mo Wenting went into the kitchen together and immediately got busy.

Mo Wenting only asked Zhan Ning to help her adjust some ingredients, while she herself picked up a kitchen knife to cut ribs.

Zhan Ning originally wanted to say that he was a man and let him do the cutting of meat, but Mo Wenting didn't agree and had to do it himself. She also joked that she was worried that Zhan Ning didn't cut the ribs evenly, one big and one small, so it would take more time for her to cook.

Zhan Ning really didn't cut ribs. When he heard Mo Wenting say so, he didn't dare to refute. Those who can teach are men and women. Since Mo Wenting has such a skill, and Zhan Ning thinks he is inferior, he can only let Mo Wenting do it himself.

Zhan Ning just kindly reminded Mo Wenting that she must pay attention to her hands and not cut them into her own hands.

Think of Mo Wenting's delicate hands as white as jade, Zhan Ning really doesn't want her to be hurt at all. Otherwise, he will feel very heartache.

Therefore, in the process of Mo Wenting cutting ribs, Zhan Ning couldn't put it down in her heart, and turned her head to see her from time to time. At this time, he didn't dare to talk to Mo Wenting, lest Mo Wenting distract and accidentally cut his hand.

To Zhan Ning's surprise, Mo Wenting's knife skill was very good, and she was particularly skilled in cutting ribs. She cut a large piece of ribs into small pieces of uniform size, and the speed was very fast.

Zhan Ning looked into her eyes and couldn't help admiring Mo Wenting more and more. He knew that even he could not be as skilled as Mo Wenting.

So it seems that Mo Wenting didn't talk big just now. She really has excellent cooking skills.

When Mo Wenting cut a large plate of ribs and put down the kitchen knife, all the worries in Zhan Ning's heart were put down.

In the whole process of cutting ribs, Mo Wenting didn't have any accidents. Her pretty little hands are intact, still so white and beautiful.

Zhan Ning couldn't help but pull up Mo Wenting's hands, smiled and praised her and said, "baby, you're so capable. Just now I was worried about you cutting your hand. Now it seems that I'm really worried in vain. "

"Have you seen my real Kung Fu? Is it better than you? " Mo Wenting asked Zhan Ning triumphantly.

"Baby, you really opened my eyes. You are much better than me. If I cut the ribs, I know I can't cut them as fast or as evenly as you. " Zhan Ning admires Mo Wenting.

Mo Wenting reached out and gently touched Zhan Ning's cheek. She smiled with pity and said, "husband, you are a good man. I love you!"

Mo Wenting took the initiative to kiss Zhan Ning's lips, turned around and was busy. She put the ribs into the pot and fried them, which soon made Zhan Ning smell the strong aroma of ribs.

Zhan Ning has just finished all the spices according to Mo Wenting's instructions. Now idle, he stood behind Mo Wenting, gently hugged Mo Wenting's slender waist and watched the virtuous woman cook for himself.

Mo Wenting's movements are very skilled. Obviously, it's not the first time to cook. This makes Zhan Ning feel a little curious.

Because Zhan Ning thought that Mo Wenting had been living with her mother before and should not be able to cook by herself. But according to what he saw with his own eyes, it must not be so.

Mo Wenting's skilled cooking can't be practiced in a short time. This shows that Mo Wenting often cooks in person, rather than eating ready-made meals at her parents' house as Zhan Ning thought.

"Baby, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I can't believe you can cook and be so skilled. Do you usually cook yourself? " Zhan Ning finally couldn't help asking Mo Wenting.

"Yes!" Mo Wenting skillfully flipped the ribs in the pot. As soon as she answered Zhan Ning, she said, "as long as the company has no entertainment, I go home to help my mother cook and eat together. Now I finally have a chance to show my hand in front of you. "

With that, Mo Wenting also deliberately turned back and smiled at Zhan Ning, very charming.

"Baby, I'm so lucky to marry a great beauty like you and eat delicious food." Zhan Ning said happily.

After that, Zhan Ning couldn't help but lower his head and tightly stuck his face to Mo Wenting's snow-white jade neck.

Mo Wenting's jade neck is as beautiful as a swan, and her skin is as smooth as fat, white than snow.

The warm breath in zhanning's mouth kept spraying on Mo Wenting's delicate jade neck, which made her feel itchy. She couldn't help smiling and turning her head away from zhanning.

"Husband, please stop making trouble. You'll make me feel itchy. It's really uncomfortable." Mo Wenting told Zhan Ning with a smile. She did not treat Zhan Ning as savagely as usual, but became very patient.

After Zhan Ning determined that Mo Wenting would not lose her temper, she became more and more bold. He still hugged Mo Wenting and asked, "baby, where do you feel itchy? I'll give you a good scratch now. "

"I just feel a little itchy on my neck!" Mo Wenting whispered to Zhan Ning and said with a smile, "when you rub my neck with your face, it's really itchy."

"Baby, I think your neck smells good. It's more fragrant than those sweet and sour spareribs in the pot." Zhan Ning reached out to touch Mo Wenting's jade neck and praised her.