On TV, when the heroine cooks for the hero, no matter how bad it is, the hero will eat it gently, and then say, "Baby, thank you for your hard work, what's going on with Xie Yan?"

Has he watched a TV series?

If you don’t say anything, it’s okay if you have worked hard, but you still dislike her skills?

"Then stop eating."

Liner reached out with displeasure and wanted to pull the bowl in front of him.

Xie Yan raised his arm and blocked her hand.

"What?" Liner looked up at him, "Didn't he say it's not delicious?"

Xie Yan raised his eyebrows lightly and slowly said: "It's one thing that doesn't taste good, but it's another thing that I want to eat."

While talking, the porridge in the kitchen made a buzzing sound.

Lin Er glanced over there and was held down by Xie Yan when he wanted to get up.

"I'll go." Xie Yan said, "You haven't done it before, don't get scalded."

Lin Er thought about it and felt that what he said made sense, so he nodded according to his wishes.

While Xie Yan was going to serve the porridge, Lin Er quietly reached out and tasted the noodles he had under his own hands. Then his expression froze and he swallowed it for a long time.

She had to admit that what Xie Yan said was indeed reasonable and was too bad.

It is even better than Lin Yian's dark food.

I don’t know how Xie Yan ate it just now.

Just as Lin Er was wondering whether to throw the bowl of noodles into the trash can, Xie Yan turned off the fire and brought two bowls of porridge to him.

Then he pushed one of the bowls in front of her.

With the lessons of noodles, Lin Er really didn't want to taste the taste of this bowl of porridge, so he sat in his seat without reaching out.

Xie Yan looked at her, "Why don't you eat?"

"..." Lin Er coughed lightly and gave in moderation, "You taste it first."

Xie Yan had no objection, so he picked up a small spoon with a long handle and scooped up a bite of the porridge in the bowl.

Liner observed his expression and asked carefully: "How is it?"

Xie Yan tilted his head slightly, and the long-handled spoon pinched his slender fingertips gently tapped the edge of the bowl. With a tingling sound, he spoke quietly.

“I’ve never eaten this before…”

Liner became nervous inexplicably: "Hmm?"

Xie Yan pressed his face with one hand, as if thinking about what to say to make her more acceptable.

After a long time, he continued the second half of the sentence.

"——Porridge with incomplete color, fragrance and taste."

Liner: “…”

OK, it seems that she is like Mr. Lin, and she has no talent in cooking.

After laying the groundwork for the noodles, Lin Er was already mentally prepared and was not so difficult to accept this conclusion, but he still couldn't help trying to save some face for his porridge.

"I think it may be because you have a cold and your taste is deteriorated, so you can't taste it or not." Liner said seriously.

"..." Xie Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Then the taste of this porridge?"

Liner: "Oh, because you have a cold, your sense of smell is also affected. I can't smell the porridge or not."

"..." She passed two of her color, fragrance and smell, leaving only the last one.

So Xie Yan said again: "If I have a cold, my eyes should not be affected, right?"

"..." After three sentences, Lin Er finally couldn't bear it anymore and looked at him with a little unhappy, "Can you just add a filter to your eyes manually?"
Chapter completed!