Gu Fenghua and others also knew that this girl's cooking skills were actually good, and among the others, she was the only one who could really help, and others could also raise the fire or something, and the others were also unhelpful.

Soon, dinner was ready. A large round table was placed in the middle of the camp, covered with exquisite tablecloths, and the dozen or so dishes on it were all fragrant and fragrant, reflecting the firelight, which was even more tempting to appetite - both foodies, Miss Gu was obviously much more particular than the white fat man and Lorne. It is precisely because she is so particular that she is so elegant and moving even when she eats, that people often ignore the fact that she is also a foodie.

"Yuqing lotus seed porridge is here." With Song Yu'an's crisp voice, bowls of rice porridge as clear as jade were served on the table, exuding the unique fragrance of lotus seeds, because it was also carefully matched with the medicinal materials carefully prepared by the white fat man, and the fragrance was even more refreshing.

"Wow, it's so fragrant, Yu'an, you did this?" Lorne blew a few breaths of cool air, tasted a small bite, and raised his eyes pleasantly, and then looked at Lu Yu'an with a look of surprise. Just talking about this Yuqing lotus seed porridge, Song Yu'an's cooking skills are no worse than that of the white fat man, and even she can hardly tell the difference.

"It was the beautiful brother who taught me to do it." Lu Yu'an said shyly, a delicate little face was even more pure. After getting along for a long time, she also knows what the itch of the white fat man is, the beautiful big brother is long and the beautiful male brother is short, and he always makes the white fat man happy.

"I just pointed out, in fact, she made it herself, and Yu'an's culinary talent is not below me." The white fat man with a heart is rarely modest, in terms of cooking skills, he has always been above the top.

"I really didn't expect that Yu'an would have such good cooking skills, and he wouldn't worry about getting married in the future." Lorne quipped.

"Please worry about whether you are good or not, I have heard that as long as someone is willing to marry you, the Luo family not only does not want a bride price, but also gives a large dowry, by the way, what do you think of me?" Fang Tianyou came up and said with a shy face.

After getting along for a long time, he and Gu Fenghua and others no longer have any mustard, and they are much more casual when they joke.

"Get out!" Miss Luo, who was poked in the sore spot, picked up the hot rice porridge and was about to splash it on Fang Tianyou's face.

"I'll talk about it casually, I don't care about it, don't be so angry, such a delicious lotus seed porridge can't be drunk every day, don't waste it." Fang Tianyou hurriedly hugged his head and shrank back.

"Humph!" Seeing Fang Tianyou's frightened appearance, Luo Enen snorted arrogantly, proudly picked up the rice porridge and poured it down, and then heard a "poof", and then saw Miss Luo sticking out her tongue like a puppy and slapping her hands fiercely.

And the bowl of piping hot rice porridge was still deducted on Fang Tianyou's head according to the determined trajectory.

"Ah......" The screams of killing pigs resounded in the night sky.

"I swear, I didn't mean to." Lorne's voice was louder than Fang Tianyou's screams.

After a brief silence, there was a heartless burst of laughter.

"Yu'an, who did you learn your cooking skills from?" It took a while for the laughter around him to subside. Lorne asked as he drank cold water, as if no one was around. Miss Luo, who has a heart as hard as iron, is not so easy to be defeated.

Fang Tianyou's psychological quality is obviously far inferior to her, the water droplets on his freshly washed head are dripping, which is even more cold in the cold night, and his eyes are also misty.