Chapter 1101: you dislike me?

  The sky gradually got dark, and the last rays of the sunset were engulfed by the horizon, leaving only one splendid sunset after another.

   A group of people returned to the hotel excitedly with a large box of loot.

  This hotel has a humanized design, with a separate kitchenette, all cooking utensils and seasonings are readily available.

   Looking at the spoils in the incubator, everyone looked at each other: "Who will cook?"

   None of these people can cook...

  Luo Xiaoberry put on his hips decisively and sold Ke Jingheng: "He! He just said that he will cook!"

   Ke Jingheng's face darkened, and he nodded helplessly: "Well, I'm here to prepare a sumptuous dinner for everyone tonight, are you looking forward to it?"

   "Fortunately..." The crowd didn't give much face, and shook their heads in unison. Because, they remembered the beef noodle meal they cooked together... batter.

   Still, it’s better than having nothing to eat. After all, the freshness of the raw materials is there, no matter how bad it is.

   As a result, the picture became like this...

   "Little Berry and Jingheng, you must need time to be alone! Let's go back to the room to rest for a while, then we can have dinner when we get up!"

After    finished speaking, everyone dispersed, and instantly only Ke Jingheng and Luo Xiaomei were left in the kitchen and living room.

   The two of them looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly. This group of people, it's enough. At the beginning, why didn't I think about giving time for the two of them to get along alone. When something happens, it's better to speak than to sing!

Excuse! All are excuses! Just don't want to help make dinner!

  Luo Xiaomei stepped forward and patted Ke Jingheng on the shoulder: "It's okay, I will give you mental support, come on!"

   Ke Jingheng twitched the corners of his mouth: "I thank you..."

  Luo Xiaoberry nodded: "Everyone is so familiar, you're welcome!"

   As she spoke, she moved a small stool and sat at the door of the kitchen, dragging her cheeks and looking at him with big sparkling eyes: "I'm waiting for your delicious fish head soup!"

   Ke Jingheng took the largest fish out of the incubator and threw it into the pool. Then, he raised his kitchen knife and slashed at random.

  Finally, the head of the fish was cut off—but it was already a **** mess.

   During the whole process, Luo Xiaomei covered her eyes and screamed - this is how to make fish, it's a real horror movie at all.

   Ke Jingheng's hand holding the kitchen knife trembled, blood all over his face and body. His hand, but the hand holding the camera - that's the artist's hand...

   But I didn't expect that one day, he would kill... fish with these hands!

  Luo Xiaomei heard the silence in the kitchen, so she took the recipe she found on her phone and read it: "Marinate with old wine and salt for ten minutes..."

   Ke Jingheng hurriedly followed the recipe and was busy in the kitchen. After half an hour, Luo Xiaomei could smell the scent of fish...

   She couldn't help swallowing her saliva, went into the kitchen and lifted the lid to take a look. I saw a few scallions, white and tender fish and tofu floating on the milky white fish soup.

   "It looks good! It's only under my wise guidance that you can achieve this!" She looked at Ke Jingheng with admiration, and then she was stunned...

   "Why is your face full of blood!" She took a step back and looked at him carefully.

   Not only that, he also exudes a fishy smell all over his body...

   "Why, do you despise me?" Ke Jingheng glanced at her sadly, "I didn't do this to satisfy your appetite. I didn't even have any rewards... Sigh."