Chapter 365: Middle Eastern Chef

Chapter 365
The Jiwei shrimp that rushed into the skirt didn't fall off with a snap. I don't know where it was hanging. Lin Chenxue made another ouch.
Ye Tianlong hurriedly reached in, touched a few times, and finally pressed the Jiwei shrimp that was hooked by Xiao Nei Nei on Lin Chenxue's thigh.
Lin Chenxue trembled.
"Mr. Lin, where did you buy this shrimp?"
There was a cold sweat on Ye Tianlong's face: "Everyone is outrageous. Where is the Jiwei shrimp? It's just a rogue shrimp..."
Before she finished speaking, Lin Chenxue shyly squeezed out: "Take your hand."
The posture is ambiguous, and Chenxue is very shy.
Ye Tianlong held the Jiwei shrimp and snow-white skin in one hand, and stretched out his hand to press on her thigh, which can be said to be up and down.
Although he knew that Ye Tianlong was helping him catch Jiwei shrimp, Lin Chenxue's pretty face was still red, and his body was flowing strangely, and he whispered:
"Pervert, take your hand away."
"Sorry."
At this time, Ye Tianlong was in a hurry to realize that he was not only catching Jiwei shrimp, but also Lin Chenxue's proud.
So he took the Jiwei shrimp out of his chest and took his left hand back from the skirt, and then put the Jiwei shrimp back into the basin and covered it with a protective net:
"Mr. Lin, I'm sorry."
Ye Tianlong apologized to Lin Chenxue, while desperately recalling the touch just now, but it was too rushed to remember anything.
Lin Chenxue caught him, and immediately knew what he was thinking about, and immediately said angrily: "Don't think! Don't remember! Get out!"
"Mr. Lin, should I cook dinner?"
Ye Tianlong looked at the messy kitchen, his head was very painful: "Jiwei shrimp is generally best boiled, you can prepare it now, it will not taste cold when it is cold..."
"Get out!"
Lin Chenxue picked up the kitchen knife and shouted again: "I'll get it done. Get out."
Ye Tianlong hurriedly left the kitchen, but he hurried back to the kitchen when he heard an ouch before taking a few steps.
I saw Lin Chenxue standing in front of the cutting board, her face pale, and Ye Tianlong's heart tightened: "Ms. Lin, what's wrong?"
"I……"
Lin Chenxue came back to her senses, looked at Ye Tianlong with embarrassment, then frowned slightly: "I accidentally cut my hand."
Ye Tianlong hurried forward: "Let me see."
He stepped forward and saw that the woman's slender and white had an incision, and blood was constantly emerging.
Ye Tianlong hurriedly grabbed Lin Chenxue's hand, turned on the faucet and rinsed it, and then asked, "Where is the first aid kit?"
Lin Chenxue thought about it for a while: "It seems to be in a certain corner. Find the specific location."
Ye Tianlong was simply defeated by this woman. He even felt that he was wasting his energy with emotion. Without a word, he grabbed the little white hand and opened his mouth to hold the injured finger in his mouth.
Without a medical kit, he can only choose the simplest and most effective method to clean the wound with lysozyme in saliva.
Saliva is rich in nerve and epiplasmic growth factors, which can promote the accelerated division and growth of cells, causing them to accumulate in large numbers in the injured area, and together with the proliferated capillaries to repair the wound, forming red granulation tissue.
Together with the continuously generated collagen fibers, it promotes hemostasis and wound healing.
Lin Chenxue naturally knew this, but when she saw Ye Tianlong doing this, she still opened her eyes and opened her small mouth vigorously, forgetting to even exclaim.
She stared blankly at Ye Tianlong holding her fingers, his body was struck by lightning, his thinking was chaotic, and there were ripples in his heart.
The pain in the wound gradually weakened, and there was a cold and herbal breath. Lin Chenxue looked at Ye Tianlong in surprise, unexpectedly so miraculous.
"All right!"
It took about a minute before Ye Tianlong slowly took Lin Chenxue's finger out of his mouth, and the wound was no longer bleeding like just now.
He disinfected with some salt water, and finally explained to the dazed woman:
"I didn't deliberately take advantage of you. I just couldn't find the first aid kit for a while. I can only choose the simplest method, otherwise the infection will be serious."
"Don't worry, my mouth is very clean, and I have a natural medicinal smell, which will not worsen your wounds."
He put his clean hands to Lin Chenxue's door: "No, you see, the wound will not bleed anymore."
The corner of Lin Chenxue's mouth moved, and she did not directly respond to Ye Tianlong.
Just look at the fingers that are no longer bleeding, and then look at Ye Tianlong's very different expression from the usual cynicism. I always feel that there is something wrong with Ye Tianlong's approach, but he can't figure out what is wrong.
"You, go change clothes, I'll find a first aid kit."
Ye Tianlong pulled Lin Chenxue out: "Don't cook anymore."
Rarely, Lin Chenxue nodded obediently and took the clothes directly to the bathroom to take a shower. Ye Tianlong went through the cabinets and found the first aid kit under the sofa.
Lin Chenxue quickly came out of the shower and the room was heated. She wore a pair of shorts and exposed her white thighs. Her upper body was a white shirt, plus her slender figure and towering breasts. It looks very charming.
Ye Tianlong looked at her in a dejected look, and shouted very depressed:
"Mr. Lin, can you not dress up like this? It makes people have the urge to commit a crime!"
Lin Chenxue gave him a white look: "He has no distracting thoughts. I wear more and less and it won't affect you."
"You are my Buddha."
Ye Tianlong walked over with a band-aid, and taped the woman's slender fingers: "I am a healthy man with a normal impulse."
Lin Chenxue looked at the band-aids on her fingers, her eyes softened, "I hurt my hand, and I can't cook, so let's go out to eat."
"Put out all the shrimps and go out to eat? What a waste!"
Ye Tianlong rolled up his sleeves: "What do you want to eat, I will cook."
This time it was Lin Chenxue's turn to be surprised: "You can cook?"
"nonsense!"
Ye Tianlong took the apron and tied it, with a look of arrogant expression: "I am a chef in the Middle East. When Mi Jun beat some big bosses, I drove a big truck to follow them."
"Specializing in fast food to sell to them, or local militants, for a serving of twenty dollars, their mouths bleed."
"Both parties often take a bite of my meal to please me and take the initiative to turn off the heat for half an hour."
Ye Tianlong described the situation to Lin Chenxue: "At that time, my truck had Mi Jun on the left and the Middle Eastern guy on the right. It was very harmonious."
Lin Chenxue reached out and poked Ye Tianlong's forehead: "Blow, blow, you keep blowing for me!"
Obviously she didn't believe Ye Tianlong's words at all.
"It's normal not to believe it now. After eating my meal, you will know that I didn't lie to you."
Ye Tianlong looked at that pretty face up close: "Say, what do you want to eat?"
Lin Chenxue bit her little lip and said softly, "Well, I want to eat this food, can you do it?"
Ye Tianlong slapped his chest: "Okay!"
After speaking, he turned and went into the kitchen.
Lin Chenxue became inexplicably happy, and she couldn't help but feel warm when she watched his distant back, and she felt that this had something to do with her.
I just don't know if the food he cooks will be the same as his own disaster?
Within an hour, Ye Tianlong greeted Lin Chenxue for dinner.
Four meat and one vegetarian.
The meat is sweet and sour short ribs, local braised pork, boiled prawns, steamed fish, and vegetarian is fried bamboo shoots.
Every dish is full of fragrance, coupled with the extremely neat and delicate preparation, the absolute color, fragrance and taste, Lin Chenxue can't help but bite the chopsticks.
She was attracted by the fragrant food.
Lin Chenxue, with a hint of excitement, shouted to Ye Tianlong who was still busy in the kitchen: "Ye Tianlong, you are too good, where did you learn the craft?"
Ye Tianlong didn't turn his head and threw out a sentence: "Innate."
"Blowing again...but anyway, come over on the weekend and cook me a meal."
Lin Chenxue waved his chopsticks and issued an instruction to Ye Tianlong: "I allow you to be one day late."
When Ye Tianlong was too lazy to pay attention to her, Lin Chenxue was already holding the chopsticks, like a little girl, spinning around on the plate, and finally happily sandwiched a braised pork.
She stuffed it into her mouth, not greasy, but a little elegant feeling, coupled with the chewing, the mouth was greasy.
"It's so delicious, it's so delicious."
Then I picked up a piece of fried bamboo shoots and praised again and again: "This fried bamboo shoot is also delicious."
"And this sweet and sour short rib is better than what I eat in a five-star hotel."
"This shrimp is also good, sweet enough, but too bad."
Lin Chenxue thought of the situation of the Jiwei shrimp on her chest, her pretty face was a little bit shy while she was angry, and then she shouted to Ye Tianlong:
"Tenlong, that's enough, don't cook anymore, enough for us to eat, come here quickly."
The table full of food melted Lin Chenxue's heart. Looking at the home-cooked food that hadn't been eaten for a long time, a warm current flowed in her heart, as if she had been back to the orphanage.
She always remembered the small stove that the dean made for herself who was malnourished.
It's a pity that everything is wrong, the orphanage has been torn down, the dean has passed away, and she hasn't eaten home-cooked food for a long time.
Now, facing the long-lost food, Lin Chenxue feels her nose sour, and her gaze towards the kitchen is softer than ever:
"Tianlong, come over for dinner."
"I'm coming!"
Ye Tianlong also cooked a soup, lotus root corn bone soup, to get rid of the winter humidity, and it was just finished and served on the table.
Lin Chenxue was a little embarrassed: "Tianlong, I didn't hold it back just now, so I ate it first, you, you also hurry up."
She also picked up a bowl and gave Ye Tianlong a few spoonfuls of hot soup, and then exchanged the nicked spoon for herself.
Ye Tianlong looked at the woman who was no longer cold, and then at the hot soup. He couldn't help but feel warm. He liked this feeling very much.
So he smiled softly: "The food is meant to be eaten, so if you are hungry, eat it first."
"do not move!"
Lin Chenxue suddenly shouted, took a paper towel, and reached out to wipe Ye Tianlong's cheek, with a drop of water on it.
The pretty face approached, her breath was blue, Lin Chenxue was gentle and sincere, Ye Tianlong shook his hand with the spoon slightly...
Similar scenes seem to have found the outline in the depths of memory.
"Ye Tianlong, the food you cook is so delicious, you will often cook for me in the future."
"it is good!"
"lifetime?"
"it is good……"
PS: Some readers said before that the protagonist has never had a quiet meal before eating. It's all Pepsi. This chapter is a quiet meal HO.