Chapter 903

Yang Song cooked for Meng Shihan and Meng Shihan massaged him.

Meng Shijia's tooth sour: "I've never seen my old sister so gentle to anyone."

Chen Ming also said, "Yang Song must have opened a small stove for her."

Shen Huaizhao was speechless and envious.

When Yang Song and Meng Shihan stay together and outsiders go to see them, they will find that they fit closely and integrate with each other, with an unspeakable tacit understanding.

No one can get in.

She envied Meng Shihan very much, but she was not jealous.

Only Meng Shihan can deserve people like Yang Song.

Meng Shihan, only Yang song can enjoy her tenderness.

"Don't talk. Close your eyes and have a rest. I'll call you in fifteen minutes." Meng Shihan said.

"OK." Yang Song agreed.

That pot of soup needs to be boiled for at least half an hour. After 15 minutes, you have to get up and see the situation.

Meng Shihan has been with Yang Song for a long time and is familiar with his cooking habits.

Yang Song relaxed and leaned back against the back of the chair to doze. Meng Shihan's movements were more gentle.

The whole Baifeng pavilion was quiet. The ginkgo tree outside the door was blown by the wind, and green leaves flew in swirling. Together with the light dragonflies, they finally landed on the lotus bonsai.

Summer afternoon is lazy and beautiful. People can't help but want to relax and have a big sleep.

Meng Shijia couldn't help falling asleep on the recliner. Shen Huaizhao's voice of turning the book became less and less. Meng Shihan's hand never stopped. She felt Yang Song's ease in her sleep and felt a sense of achievement in her heart.

Only Chen Ming, he still stared, as steady as Mount Tai.

It really deserves to be the strongest food in Baifeng Pavilion.

The sea can wither and the stone can break. Chen Ming can't help eating.

Fifteen minutes later, Meng Shihan stopped his hand and kissed Yang Song's left eye: "dear -"

Tender and tender, warm jade produces fragrance.

Yang Song only felt that his left eye was itchy. He didn't want to scratch it and let the itch spread.

The whole face was red, but he didn't open his eyes.

Meng Shihan smiled, and a kiss fell on his left ear. The fragrance sent frequently: "don't you wake up?"

She wanted to evacuate. Yang Song hugged her and sealed her lips with a precise kiss.

On a summer afternoon, the flowers were fragrant, and the bees found a flower that was about to bloom.

The flowers that will not open are the most beautiful and moving.

The bee found the flower center, drilled his head in and drank a mouthful of nectar.

For a long time, Yang Song Let Meng Shihan go.

He stood up, held Meng Shihan with soft legs and sat down. Looking at his girlfriend's pretty face full of red clouds, he smiled proudly and handed her a cup of herbal tea: "drink some."

"Dead face!" Meng Shihan rebuked him lightly and drank the herbal tea in one gulp.

Yang Song is not in a hurry to see the big pot. He doesn't know what's going on. Since he woke up this time, his smell is more sensitive than before.

You can smell it without going to the pot.

He didn't do anything special. He just slept for 15 minutes.

Isn't he sleepless?

The difference is that Meng Shihan gave him a massage and asked him to pick nectar.

Is the existence of a girlfriend so powerful?

Yang Song asked the system.

"The system does detect the olfactory enhancement of the host, which is not the source of system welfare."

"According to the analysis, the dopamine secretion in the host body is strong, the sweet value of love increases sharply, and the host has always been enthusiastic about cooking. The system comes to the following conclusion that the host has encountered a miracle."

"The power of love is great!"

Yang song now thinks God is still very open-minded.

With a developed sense of smell, Yang Song has a more accurate grasp of the dishes.

Pour out the first pot of soup used to remove the fishy smell, and then wash the cow bones with hot water. Yang Song began the right path of the second pot again.

As long as people who hang high soup know, high-quality high soup can not be made in one pot.

When Yang Song cooked the second pot, he no longer opened the fire, but changed to medium fire. When the water boiled, he turned to low fire.

At the same time, the soft shelled turtle is also handled. Yang Song cuts the soft shelled turtle into small pieces, puts it in, and then stuffs it with the lid of the pot, waiting for it to boil slowly.

In this process, the lid of the pot must not be opened, otherwise the fragrance will run away and it will be a waste.

Many people cook clear soup. They like to open the lid of the pot from time to time to see how the meat or bone is stewed?

Lest the stew be light or old.

Yang Song's nose is online. He has no worries in this regard.

Soft shelled turtle brings the unique salty and fresh of the sea. In order to stimulate the taste, Yang Song also threw in the old kelp in order to maximize the unique freshness of seafood.

Cattle bones are the hardest and must be stewed with perseverance.

Taking advantage of this gap, Yang Song began to make pee cow balls.

The steps have not changed, but he is faster when dealing with Pipa shrimp.

Almost as he made the pee pill, the soup over there could open the lid.

Yang song just took part of the soup out and put it in a casserole to cook with peeing beef balls.

The pee pill absorbed the essence of the soup and cooked it more fragrant than before.

Like Chen Ming and others, they have eaten more delicious food made by Yang Song. It can be said that they have seen the world in delicious food, but they still can't help drooling.

It's no exaggeration. Chen Ming has been holding the garbage can and drinking water.

The situation of the others is not much better.

Meng Shijia, in particular, swallowed his saliva the loudest: "is my brother-in-law still human? It's too sweet."

Yang Song wok: "can eat."

He only gave three beef balls to each person this time.

Meng Shijia was wronged: "brother-in-law, there are only three!"

"Shut up and don't eat out." Without Yang Song talking at all, Meng Shihan solved his brother.

"See color and forget brother." Meng Shijia murmured that at the moment of the entrance of the ball, it was like someone setting off fireworks on the tip of his tongue.

"Delicious, delicious, it's fucking delicious!"

So vulgar and direct.

Meng Shijia ate a pill and found that everyone didn't express emotion with him. He couldn't help being confused.

Meng Shihan was intoxicated with her food. She was Yang Song's fan sister.

Shen Huaizhao looked grateful to heaven.

Chen Ming carefully bit half a ball and ate the whole one at a time.

"There are only three. I have to save some food."

Yang Song was helpless: "eat boldly. After eating, remember the taste. I'll cook another one. Compare it. Which one is better."

He also tried it, but Yang Song only ate one and gave the remaining two zhengdaguang Mingli to Meng Shihan.

Others have three, and Meng Shihan has five.

That's what girlfriends can do.

Chen minghen: why am I not a woman?

Shen Huaizhao: hehe.

Meng Shijia balanced: Fortunately, I'm my sister's brother, otherwise I don't even have to eat three.

Xiao Si stayed at the door. Yang Song took a bowl and gave him three pills, including soup and pee pills.

"Be careful when you eat. It's hotter this time than last time."

"Woof, woof, woof."