Jian'er asked Lei's face turned darker. Did this woman listen to her and why was it so unconscious? Could it be... Lei's face suddenly froze, and a sharp light flashed across his silver eyes. Could it be that this woman was still thinking about the cheapest brother she recognized today?!

"Oh, you mean why this dish has become like this, right?" Seeing Lei's face was wrong, Jian'er instantly came back to her senses and hurriedly asked with a flattering smile at Lei.

Lei did not answer, pursed his lips, staring at Jian'er with his stubborn eyes tightly, as if he had to say something.

"That..." Jian'er glanced at the ball that she still couldn't recognize it. Jian'er was a little confused and her eyes kept rolling around. Oh my God, what should she say? Could it be that she said to this person openly: You are just a kitchen idiot, no, if you say you are a kitchen idiot, then you will be complimenting you. You are just a kitchen killer. You can make dishes like this. I guess there are not many in ancient and modern times, both in China and abroad.

Oh my god, Jian'er is sure that if she dares to say that, this person will definitely cleanse her up.

"That, Lei, just tell me what you want to eat, I'll cook it for you!" The danger of this question is too high, and Jian'er decided to change the topic, "Well, I came up with a new dish, what you think of according to your taste, I'll cook it for you?"

I decisively please, hoping that this young master can forget the previous topic.

Then, before Lei could answer, Jian'er walked towards the stove automatically, and when he stretched out his hand, he wanted to pick up the pot.

"Do!" A crisp sound fell from the bottom of the pot, which scared Jian'er.

"Bang!" Jian'er jumped back quickly. Okay, this time the whole pot fell to the ground, and only the handle of the pot was still in Jian'er's hand.

Queer quack quack quack..., a series of black crows flew over Jian'er's head.

He looked blankly at the handle of the pot in his hand, then looked at the vegetable pot that was still spinning on the ground, his mouth twitching, and Jian'er no longer knew what to say.

"Poor quality!" Looking at the vegetable pot that fell to the ground, Lei gave a comment with a serious look on his face, and by the way he did not forget to set his personality for the incident. "The vegetable is poor, and the pot is poor." After saying that, he did not forget to nod seriously. Well, Lei felt that he had finally found the reason for his failed cooking this time.

Poor quality? Poor quality?! Poor food? Poor pot? Oh my God, Jian'er feels she's really going crazy.

What is bad food? You know that she is eating this dish. Will she put the bad food in the refrigerator? All of these dishes are carefully cultivated in the Youlian space. It is so tender that it is so spiritual. No matter where such dishes are placed, they are all the goods that others are rushing to ask for? The quality is definitely no less than a hundred times better than those direct airlines, imported organic dishes.

There is also this pot. He knew that this pot was definitely an authentic iron pot, and it was not the type of iron pot that was as thin as paper slices that were bought in the city, but the thick handmade iron pot that he bought in the countryside market. Jian'er remembered that the seller showed off with great pride that the large iron pot made by his family was definitely full of materials and was sturdy and practical. One iron pot that was more than n of paper sheets in the city, and it would be fine to use it for ten or eight years to cook. If you care, you will not break for two or thirty years. At that time, the boss joked that Jian'er would probably be able to use it for his grandchildren to cook this pot.

But now, let alone ten or twenty years, she has bought it for less than twenty days, but she has become so ruined. The way of heaven is above. This person just cooked not a dish, but a chemical agent with extremely corrosiveness! Otherwise, how could he have such a strong pot look like this?

And this person, not only did he find the reason for himself, but he actually dared to rely on his own food. There was something wrong with his own pot, it was really... Jian'er tried to take a deep breath and forced the national scolding that was about to rush to the bottom of her throat.

"It's a pity, I'll make it for you." Lei sighed and floated into Jian'er's ears.

What?! Made for herself?! Jian'er was almost three feet tall, did she hear it right? Looking at the whistling unknown object on the ground, Jian'er felt her hair stand up one by one, and cold sweat wet her back in an instant, and her ears buzzed. She almost fell down.

Make it for yourself and make it for yourself... No, I didn't offend this person, this person actually wanted to do this?! Should she be glad that the pot was broken and fell to the ground, Lei, who has a slight cleanliness obsession? If it didn't fall to the ground, would Lei want to let himself eat it?

Looking at the big hole made by the unknown object made by Lei, Jian'er secretly and carefully rubbed the goose bumps on her arm. She didn't think her stomach was stronger than this iron vegetable pot.

"Do it next time." Lei lowered his head and looked at Jian'er seriously.

Next time, let's make it?! What to do? Oh my god! No, it's not cooking, right? Cook for yourself, cook such dishes for yourself?! This is really scary! Jian'er almost fell on the ground in a scare.

"No need!" Jian'er blurted out.

"Hmm?" Lei's face turned dark. What does this mean? What expression does this mean? He cooked with a warm man and dared to complain about this girl?! This time there was something wrong with the dish, and the quality of the pot was too poor. Otherwise, this would never happen. When he prepares the best dishes and the pot next time he will definitely cook the best dishes! Lei Xiang, who firmly did not believe that his cooking skills had problems, said that next time, he will prove it to this woman next time.

Jian'er was crying. At your level, it was useless to prepare dragon liver and phoenix gallbladder. It was just a waste of materials. I won't talk about this waste of materials. If you come again, maybe our villa will be really out of order! No, you must not let this situation happen. Jian'er waves her claws and clenches her fists, so we must save ourselves!

"Thunder~" Jian'er carefully pulled the corner of Lare's clothes, her eyes curled up with a flattering smile, and the long tail sound made Jian'er's voice sweeter to a full state.

"Hmm?" Lei lowered his head, took Jian'er into his arms, and then exhaled with satisfaction.
Chapter completed!