"But, I don't know how to cook," Mu Xingfeng added, and his indifferent tone was so natural.

An Ran's expression suddenly cracked...... cracked, I couldn't bear to pout, and said, "Instructor Mu, can you not breathe when you speak?" ”

Mu Xingfeng didn't expect An Ran to take a stubble, he was slightly stunned, looking at the little girl pouting, with a disgusted and aggrieved expression, very pleasing, the corners of his lips couldn't help but provoke a touch of arc and said: "Yes, it seems that this is eating the bear's heart leopard gall." ”

An Ran also said what he said in a fit of anger, and only after he finished saying it did he realize who he was talking to, and he regretted it a little, but seeing that Mu Xingfeng still had the heart to tease her, he was not afraid anymore, and still pouted, but his voice was a little quieter: "Isn't it Instructor Mu that you said you won't let me be afraid of you?" ”

Mu Xingfeng raised his hand and rubbed her little head, his voice was hearty, and he sounded in a good mood: "That's it, keep up the good work." With that, he turned around and walked to the refrigerator.

The little girl is not afraid of his appearance, but she is much cuter than her cautious appearance.

An Ran raised his head blankly and looked at Mu Xingfeng: Instructor Mu, this is ...... Shake M?

Mu Xingfeng opened the refrigerator and looked through it, to tell the truth, looking at the ingredients inside, he was really a little worried, cooking was even more difficult for him than training a recruit company.

How do these colorful ingredients and vegetables become delicious?

"Instructor Mu, why don't we cook some glutinous rice balls and eat them? Those are a little more convenient. ”

An Ran watched Mu Xingfeng open the refrigerator and didn't take out anything for a long time, so he knew that he really couldn't cook, so he proposed that for people who couldn't cook, it was easier to make these quick-frozen semi-finished products.

Mu Xingfeng calmly closed the door of the refrigerator and said, "Okay, since you want to eat rice balls, let's cook rice balls and eat them." After speaking, he opened the freezer and took out a bag of rice balls.

An Ran rolled his eyes in his heart: What do you mean I want to eat rice balls? I want to eat shredded pork noodles will you make?

Mu Xingfeng's movements were very fast, and the kitchen heard the sound of releasing water and making fire, and after another moment, Mu Xingfeng walked out of the kitchen, came to the refrigerator and took out a bag of rice balls.

Do you feel that there is too little to eat? It's all a pound, An Ran couldn't help but remind: "Instructor Mu, that bag is enough for the two of us to eat." ”

"Well, that bag of rice balls is all rotten, and I can't eat it anymore, so cook another bag." Mu Xingfeng said as a matter of course.

"It's all rotten? How so? An Ran hurriedly rolled off the sofa and ran to the kitchen, and sure enough, in the garbage can in the kitchen, there was a big lump of white flowers, and there was a mottled black and slimy sesame filling on it.

An Ran's little face suddenly collapsed, her favorite black sesame flavor.

Mu Xingfeng said with some apologies: "Don't worry, I will definitely let you eat this time." ”

Once raw and twice cooked, it should have been Huo Hou who didn't control it well just now, and he was confident that this time he could let An Ran eat fragrant rice balls.

Mu Xingfeng put water in the pot, turned on the fire, tore open the package of the rice balls, and poured the rice balls into the pot.

"Stop," An Ran couldn't stand it anymore and hurriedly stopped it.

Mu Xingfeng paused to play the package, looked at An Ran in confusion, and looked at the sky speechlessly: "Instructor Mu, this one needs to be boiled before putting in the rice balls." "No wonder it's going to be boiled, just put it in the cold water, it's no wonder if it's not rotten.