"Nothing went wrong." Yun Qingyan smiled and grabbed the shoulders of both of them, and then said to Nie Zhaodao, "Vice Dean, go and sit down."

Nie Zhao looked at his students strangely. Why are their watches so strange?

But he didn't ask, and sat obediently at the round table.

"The Vice President asked you to train me?" Yun Qingyan looked at the two faces that were undesirable.

"Master...I...I remembered it wrong." Ji Weiran said embarrassedly.

Ji Siwen wandered with his eyes, "I am old and can't remember it very well..."

Yun Qingyan's mouth twitched slightly, "Okay, go back."

Two people went back and sat down like defeated roosters.

As soon as Yun Qingyan sat down, he saw Baili Qingxue stretching out his chopsticks and picking up the raw cabbage and putting it into his mouth. He quickly stopped him, "Baili, what are you doing?!"

The cabbage in Baili Qingxue's chopsticks was lying in the air, and her beautiful and clear blue eyes looked at Yun Qingyan in confusion. The snow-like iceberg face showed a little confusion at this time. It was a handsome face with no expression, but it was a bit awesome at this time.

"Don't you eat?"

He saw that no one wanted to eat, and in order to save Yun Qingyan's face, he decided to be the first to lead the way.

"It's not cooked yet, so I can't eat it." Yun Qingyan was a little funny. These people were afraid that they had never eaten hot pot.

"So you know you are not familiar with me, Master..." Ji Weiran whispered weakly on the table, and immediately rolled his eyes.

Nie Zhao was also curious about what Yun Qingyan was doing, "Yun Yat-tou, these are not cooked, what should we eat?"

Yun Qingyan curled his lips mysteriously and smiled, and took out the copper pot that had been prepared from the Xuanjie, "We'll eat it today, spicy hot pot!"

"Spicy hot pot?" Everyone's voice was puzzled.

"Yeah." Yun Qingyan nodded, "There are side dishes on the table. Put the side dishes in the pot and boil them. You can eat them."

Ji Siwen screamed, "I'll go! Sister Yun!

Isn’t this equivalent to letting us eat ourselves? We agreed that you will cook!

As a result, you washed and cut, let us do it ourselves... um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um

Before he finished speaking, Ji Weiran covered his mouth. Ji Weiran warned in a low voice, "Aren't our food just right?

Do you think women who are not like women like Master can eat food? We will let Xiaopang come and eat it later."

Ji Siwen turned around and thought, it was the same reason and decided not to struggle anymore.

Ji Weiran also let go of his hand covering him.

Ji Siwen laughed at Yun Qingyan, "Sister Yun! Boss Yun! A good way! A good idea! I also think it's better to let us cook the dishes ourselves. Don't do it yourself!"

Yun Qingyan: "..." Don't think she didn't hear the whispers between them.

"Xiaopang, you can get food later." Ji Weiran photographed Yu Dapang.

"It's Big Fatty." Yu Dafa corrected.

"No matter whether he is big or small, do you listen to Brother Ji's words or not?" Ji Weiran stared at him.

Big Fat nodded, "Listen."

Yun Qingyan shook his head and stopped keeping it. He poured the prepared soup into a copper pot.

As soon as the soup was released, a numb and spicy fragrance suddenly filled the air, making people saliva flow.

The two foodies Ji Siwen and Ji Weiran swallowed hard, and did not mention the matter of giving up the fat dish.

Ji Weiran picked up the piece and looked at the tiny soup ingredients in a tangled manner, "Sister Yun, can it be really cooked when put in?"

Even if it's a soup, it's not enough to burn the slices, right?

What's more, this is a spirit beast... it can't be cooked in any fire, let alone just ordinary soup?
Chapter completed!