Chapter 32

Yeah? Cooking books? Meng Shihan is a little confused. He takes another book and looks at it in his hand.

What's wrong with Sichuan cuisine? Is what Yang Song said yesterday true? Really can't cook? Can you bake these two, too?

Now Yang Song gives Meng Shihan the feeling of playing a game. Obviously, it is level one, but he has a skill that can be used every second. This is the saying that this person has opened the door!

What Meng Shihan doesn't know is that Yang Song is in such a situation now. He really opens the door! And it's a super adversity hanging!

When Yang Song was humming and running home with two bags of food materials, he saw Meng Shihan looking at his new book in a daze, some interested, and asked with a smile: "what's the matter? Do you want to learn how to cook

"Yang Song, you really can't cook?" Meng Shihan asked with a frown.

Yang Song was stunned. How could the girl get involved in this aspect, so she nodded honestly, "yes! I didn't lie to you! I don't mean I can't cook. When I was at home, I often helped to cook. I dare not say it's delicious. At least it can be called home cooking! "

That's right. Yang Song was a rural child, so cooking is still a bit of a craft, delicious? Absolutely not, but it can be said that you can eat it, but now that you have got the system, people will think that Yang Song is the legendary Kitchen God.

"All right, all right, I see. What's for tonight?" Meng Shihan left the book and looked at Yang Song.

"Haha! There is delicious food today I'll give you two pieces of baked leek in my mouth! Absolutely delicious

"What else is there?"

Meng Shihan saw that there were other messy food on the table, what corn! Potatoes! Hot dogs and so on!

Yang Song looked at others and said directly, "these are all for you to do by yourself! It's nothing to eat what I bake all the time. It's interesting to bake some myself

Just said, Yang Song's mobile phone rang, he looked, above is Chen Ming this boy, connected the phone.

"Are you in the neighborhood?"

"Yes! Where is your home? I'm driving around! "

"It's in gate 008, unit 1, building A3! You just ring the doorbell, I'll open the door for you, and then I'll come up myself! "

"OK! I got it! Wait for me! Don't eat ahead of time

"Who's special? We'll have dinner in more than four o'clock. Come on up quickly."

“OK！ Hang up

Meng Shihan asked curiously, "friend?"

"You should be a friend." Yang Song said casually that this guy is his own diner, but he is familiar with himself, so he is just a friend of his own!

However, if Chen Ming heard this, he would be very sad. He took care of Yang Song's business so clearly. As a result, two friends on his side were not counted. It was so sad!

A few minutes later, the doorbell rang. Meng Shihan stepped forward and clicked to connect. A super big face appeared on the screen, accompanied by a dirty smile. He also carried a large bag of gifts and drinks.

"Yang Song! Is this your friend Meng Shihan is not sure and shouts Yang Song.

Yang Song stepped forward and took a look at the big face, but he still nodded, "yes, that's the idiot! Let him in! Please open the door later

"I see!" Meng Shihan nods.

After a while, the gate was snapped. Meng Shihan hurriedly opened the door. Chen Ming outside the door called out with a smile: "Yang Song! I've come to make room for you! This is a nice house! You... Lie in the manger! Beauty? "

At this time, Meng Shihan was wearing a long gauze skirt with light sky blue on it. The whole person looked like a fairy. I have to say that Yang Song is half a wood! He just thought that Meng Shihan was pretty, but he didn't think it was very beautiful.

But in Chen Ming's eyes, this girl is not generally beautiful, just like a fairy in the sky! I didn't expect that Yang Song had such a mind. He could find such a beautiful girl to rent a house.

Wait a minute. Now it seems that no girl will find a boy to rent. Is this girl Yang Song's girlfriend? Thinking of this, Chen Ming's heart is not taste.

I'm a rich second generation, and I'm a little handsome, but no girl likes me. Why did such a bakery gluten man find a girlfriend?

Is it because boys who can cook are more popular with girls? Do you want to start learning cooking?

Fortunately, he was still a little worried that he was a fag, because last time, a model beauty was holding Yang Song's arm, asking him to sell some kebabs cheaply, but Yang Song still refused without expression!In fact, it is not that Yang Song doesn't feel excited. How can a beautiful woman hold her arm and act like a coquette? It's just that the system constantly monitors itself in its own mind, making it impossible for them to think nonsense.

Yang Song wiped his hands and came out to see Chen Ming. He didn't expect that this guy already had so many ideas in his mind. He just took a look at Chen Shihan, so he frowned and asked, "what are you doing standing there? Come in quickly! Close the door, and all the air-conditioning air-conditioning will run away later! "

"Oh, oh Chen Ming came back to his senses. He took off his shoes and walked in. He put the gift into Meng Shihan's hand with a smile. "Sister in law, I came for the first time. I didn't expect you were there. You didn't prepare anything good. You should accept it first."

Chen Ming thought so much before, but in fact, he didn't care too much. This is Chen Ming's advantage. He doesn't hold grudges. So Chen Ming often makes Yang Song feel that he is really a rich second generation?

Yang Song, the second generation of rich people, has also seen one, that is Zhou Yuanqi. He saw it for the first time in a cooking class. There were also some conflicts. Now, he has not responded for a long time. Yang Song doesn't care. Maybe people don't care about themselves?

But now hearing Chen Ming's younger brother and sister, Meng Shihan's face stiffened. Yang Songzheng turned and walked toward the kitchen. He heard his brother and sister stagger and almost fell to the ground.

"You're shouting nonsense! She is my landlord, named Meng Shihan. Where is my girlfriend? " Yang song can't laugh or cry now, looking at Chen Ming's two hundred and fifty!