"You...... Do you know about bibimbap? After hesitating for a moment, Mu Zi asked him.

Murong Cheng didn't answer, just stared at her with a smile in his eyes.

- Zizi wants to cook for him.

That's all he cares about now, and he's in a happy mood.

Mu Zi went to cook.

Although her cooking skills are not good, she thinks that no matter how bad she is, she should be better than Murong Cheng, right?

Bibimbap is the only dish she can handle, and the method is simple and crude, which is to shred various vegetables, blanch them in boiling water, and then put them in white rice, add seasoned soy sauce and Korean chili sauce, and stir them before eating.

It's delicious and filling, but it just looks like it might not be so ...... Beautiful.

Mu Zi mixed the rice, and was a little ashamed to take it out.

What Murong Cheng eats outside must be all kinds of fine dishes, even at home, Bai Wei's cooking skills are also first-class, let him eat this now......

Mu Zi herself felt unbearable.

The red rice is mixed with all kinds of rotten vegetables......

It can only be described as pig food.

"I haven't done it for a long time, some hands are ......," Mu Zi's cheeks were hot, and he said with a smug voice, "It's a little salty, or ...... You should call Wang Zhan. ”

Murong Cheng quietly looked at the bibimbap on the gold-painted rose porcelain plate.

His inky eyes were faintly shining, silent and focused, as if he was looking at something very incredible.

Mu Zi's face turned even redder.

"Call Wang Zhan." She reached out to take the plate in front of Murong Cheng, regretting why she didn't do anything about it.

Murong Cheng held her hand, picked up the silver spoon in his hand, and took a bite of bibimbap.

Mu Zi was a little nervous and stared at Murong Cheng.

…… Will it be unpalatable?

Then he thought: Even if it is unpalatable, Murong Cheng deserves it! Whoever told him to force her to stay in this desolate deep mountain, he did it himself!

Having said that, Mu Zi still felt a little embarrassed.

"Not bad." Murong Cheng generously gave a good review, and continued to eat the second and third bites......

Mu Zi looked at him suspiciously.

Murong Cheng's thin lips were slightly curled, and his expression looked very enjoyable.

But Mu Zi's own food, don't you know what it tastes like? She had just tasted it, and it was clearly salty.

Could it be that she didn't stir it evenly, so she tasted more chili sauce?

Mu Zi was very hungry, although the food in front of her was unsightly, but the things she made were always more tolerant.

She took a spoon and ate two bites, and before she had time to feel it, she immediately covered her mouth!

"It's spicy!"

Spicy spicy spicy!

Murong Cheng seemed to have expected it, and handed her a glass of orange juice at the right time.

Mu Zi took a sip and choked on coughing again!

Murong Cheng put down the cutlery in his hand, took her into his arms, and patted her on the back.

"Don't you think it's spicy?" Mu Zi coughed so much that her little face was red, and even her eyes were moist.

She didn't grasp the portion right, and the chili sauce was too much!

"Well, it's a little spicy." Murong Cheng's expression was as usual, and he replied while patting her on the back.

Mu Zi didn't believe it, because Murong Cheng's face didn't even change at all.

Could it be that his bowl of bibimbap is different from the one in her bowl?

As if seeing through Mu Zi's thoughts, Murong Cheng asked her with a smile: "Otherwise, you can taste it yourself?" ”

His smile was shallow and his tone was casual, but Mu Zi couldn't hear a sense of meaning.

She was alert, feeling that the bad Murong Cheng seemed to be back.

"No...... No need. Mu Zi lowered her eyebrows, and her heart beat a little wildly.

Sure enough.

Murong Cheng picked her up and kissed her fiercely, pressing her on the dining table-