My girlfriend is an idol

At least at the very beginning, with his guidance by the side, and the fact that everyone took turns cooking every day, the girls became more rounded and their complexion improved.

Walked into the kitchen, turned on the light, and glanced at the refrigerator.

In addition to some of the side dishes sent by the girls, there are also eggs, bread, and milk. All the ingredients I had collected before were used up.

These four foodies have refreshed Li Xianzhe's knowledge time and time again.

"Flour... just do this."

Thinking of a certain kind of delicacy, Li Xianzhe rolled up his sleeves and prepared to go for it.

It didn't take long for the kitchen to be filled with billowing fumes, but fortunately, Li Xianzhe closed the door tightly.

The next day, in the morning, the weather was fine.

"Oba and Ouba, I'm going to be late. Wash my clothes for me today."

Zheng Yilin jumped from the toilet on one leg, with a toothbrush in her mouth, and put on a brand new cotton socks for herself.

Obviously there is a bathing place in his room, but some people are still used to using the bathroom in the living room.

"Peach jam, get up..."

"Jissoo, let me sleep for another five minutes..."

There was a rant and a weak echo from the other room.

"Yeah, you are a trainee of JYP, do you want to see what JYP looks like?"

"Suga~ Then I will sleep for another minute..."

In Momomo Hirai's room, Jin Zhixiu looked at Momomo Hirai, who was stalwart on his chest, with a weird arc of his mouth.

"Puff..."

Momo Hirai opened her eyes and watched Kim Ji-soo put her hands on it without expression and grabbed it, and then closed her eyes again. For Momo-classmates, Ji Soo's behavior is more helpful to make her "comfortable." Sleep.

"Mo, you waste peach..."

Taking a deep breath in place, the next moment Jin Zhixiu hugged Hirai directly.

"Ah! Hirai Momo, what did you eat so heavy."

"Ouni, my meat is on my breast..."

Momo Hirai hangs on Jin Zhixiu like a koala, what it's like when two pairs are squeezed together.

The corner of Jin Zhixiu's mouth twitched slightly, and she couldn't help but glance at her, enmmmm, at a normal level, not comparable to this giant cherry tree holding her.

(Sometimes I heard someone say that Zhixiu has a small chest. I want to emphasize that we also have a chest, and they are not small. You can go to see their group.)

"Didi~ the meal is ready."

It wasn't just someone who yelled. The next moment four people who were wearing clothes or brushing their teeth quickly gathered in front of the microwave.

"Boom..."

"Huh? Yiromuji? (What is this)"

Looking at the thing lying quietly inside, it exuded the kind of breath they had never smelled before, and it seemed to have a layer of oil on the surface.

After taking the thing out, the nostrils of the four of them expanded slightly.

"It's amazing, what is this long yellow thing?"

When I saw it for the first time, the expressions of the four of them were different. Some thought the thing was like a baguette, some thought it was like a hot dog...

In addition, there are four round cakes, which are darker in color than the long one.

They had drunk the stuff in that pot, it was soy milk.

Fragrant, if you add a little more sugar, Li Xianzhe initially coaxed this thing to "detoxify your face", but after drinking it, it was out of control.

Few people in this country go to fast food restaurants. The fast food they think is linked to European and American burgers, sandwiches, and hot dogs.

Unlike Huaxia, there are various meats, cabbage buns, scallion pancakes, spicy strips, fried sugar cakes, and various inexplicable morning foods for breakfast.

However, the notion that "things in your country are always the best" makes their breakfast as always, with a variety of Tongan rice and side dishes.

However, since living with Li Xianzhe, the eating habits of these four people have been completely rewritten.

"This is fritters...this is sugar cake. It is a very common breakfast spot in Huaxia, and the price is very cheap."

Wu Xuanyi couldn't help but glanced at Li Xianzhe's direction, surprised that Li Xianzhe could even get this kind of thing.

Although there are many Chinese restaurants and places where Chinese people gather in Seoul, this kind of small folk meals are not seen. The so-called Chinese cuisine sold to the outside world has been transformed to meet the tastes of the locals.

Just seeing the unwashed iron pot and cutting board in the sink made the unpacked flour suddenly understand.

In her eyes, the long noodles were stretched and folded in half and thrown into the rolling oil pan, and then rolled with special long chopsticks. This is the process of making deep-fried dough sticks in the eyes of the public.

Sugar cake is simpler, but most people have never done it before.

But Wu Xuanyi has made up for the figure of Li Xianzhe busy in the kitchen alone in the early morning...

That kind of oily smoke hits the body, not to mention the smell, the sweat is inevitable.

The more I thought about it, Wu Xuanyi's lips couldn't help raising...

The feeling of being taken care of, the more this unbelievable little thing, the more it will make girls remember, and then infinitely magnify it.

The other three did not have as much as she thought, purely curious about this new thing.

"Euni, this... how to eat it?"

Zheng Yilin squeezed a fried dough stick and gently tore it open. The inside was white, and it was hot outside, which made people appetite after smelling it.

"Just put it in your mouth."

There are not many fried dough sticks. Li Xianzhe used up the small bags of flour he bought, and made a dozen of them. They are not big or small, and the shapes and colors are somewhat different from what Huaxia people have eaten.

Filling his usual giant thermos cup full of soy milk, Wu Xuanyi put a few pickles on his fried dough sticks, followed a piece of sugar cake, and left the kitchen dangling.

"How about? Try it?"

Zheng Yilin looked at the other two with a "generous death" expression.

"You eat, we eat too."

The three teasers blankly folded the dough sticks in half, touched them lightly, and then looked at each other at the same time and stuffed them into their mouths.

"Hamm~Hamm~"

One minute later...

"Hey, it's ancient, why Xida (delicious)..."

The three of them glanced at each other, turned their heads to look at the rest of the things, their eyes were green.

"Momo Hirai, that's mine!" Jin Zhixiu said sternly.

"You have a share, I got it first, and O'Neill prepared these for us..." Hirai Momo refused, picking up the fritters and stuffing it into her mouth, her mouth bulging, and her lips are still Some sparkling looks very cute.

"With this amount, I, Zheng Yilin, said that eating ten or eight at a time is not a problem."

There was a flutter in the kitchen, Wu Xuanyi ate breakfast silently, took out seaweed from his body and put them together.

This kind of eating method that had never been tried made her stare at her, and she simply took the fritters in and dipped it with seaweed.

"Eone, give it to me."

"My! My!"

Compared with the other three hurriedly, Empire Entertainment has obvious differences in practice time and major clubs due to special circumstances.

Consciously, it has become a regulation that the current trainees follow.

"If you fight again, you will be late soon, if you are caught by the head of the room..."

Wu Xuanyi's leisurely voice remembered that the three people in the kitchen couldn't help but shrink their necks. It was not that her voice was very majestic. Every company has a terrible trainee room manager, and the level of harm is no less than that of the school's teaching department. director.

Such voices have become daily routines in Li Xianzhe's life.

It's just that the former landlord and tenant have become like brother and sister relationship.