Chapter 3293: Dependent correlation 17

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His movements, so skilled, let Ye Qingli look at it.
In her impression, this guy... will cook?
Ye Qingli now remembers that he did not know his identity at that time, the first time he was injured in his other hospital.
The bowl of porridge that he picked out, how bad it is...
But now, it seems to have become a professional hand.
Jun Aohan is very light and familiar with the road, after putting the scorpion to the roast, put his hands up.
"咝-"
A trace of cool air rose from his hand.
Then, the barbecue is automatically divided into one.
Ye Qingli spits out his tongue.
This is the most powerful ice in the sky.
But now, Jun Aohan uses it to barbecue.
Moreover, it is still so delicious.
Then, Jun Ao Han took out the gloom in his arms and sprinkled it on it.
Then, put a whole large plate and put it in front of Ye Qingli.
"Come, how about the taste?"

Hey, it looks like it’s very good...

Ye Qingli found that the sale was really good.
Well, put it in your mouth, the entrance is instant, the ice is just right, the meat is completely sealed inside, and it is roasted and crispy.
She ate a lot in one breath.
"When did you learn this?"
Ye Qingli asked curiously.
This guy usually eats his own barbecue for him.
Because of his poor cooking, Ye Qingli never let him cook.
After all, she will do so much delicious herself.
For a foodie, if she is to eat something that doesn't suit her taste, it is a torment.
Therefore, she basically does not eat what Jun Aohan does.
No matter what, she does not eat.
"I deliberately learned from Xiao He, she said that you like this taste most."
Jun Aohan obviously seems to be relieved.
"When you sleep, I practice alone."
"Now, do you think you still have an appetite?"
He was nervously watching the eyes of Ye Qingli.
"Because I am afraid that I can't do it well, if you can't eat it and affect your body, then it's not good."
In the heart of Ye Qingli, suddenly there is a sense of guilt.
In the past, he also did many things for himself to eat.
However, because I don’t like eating, I missed it at the most.
I don't know how sad he was at that time...
"Well, you must do more for me in the future."
She picked up a barbecue and handed it to Jun's mouth.
It is a reward for him.
"Oh, one is not enough..."
"Then one more..."
"What should I do if I am going to eat up?"
"Do you have another piece here?"
"Don't move, that's what I bite!"
"Nothing, this king doesn't care..."
"You actually grabbed it from my mouth, too shameless!"
"It’s scented with your saliva, it seems to be more fragrant than before..."
So, in this way, Jun Ao Han holding Ye Qingli, all the way forward.
They walked for three days and three nights.
As the way forward, the cooking of Jun Aohan began to temper more and more.
In the end, Ye Qingli found that he even ate his own praise.
"How did you not find your talent before? I knew that I should have cooked before."
"If you want, I will give it to you every day."
Jun Aohan smiles and bends.
At this time, he was too regrettable.