My girlfriend is an idol

Hmm~~ The cumin flavor gradually spread on her taste buds, and the green peppers are also ripe.

The faint spicy smell made the girl frown, and this subtle expression made Yu Dingyan's attention especially focused.

"how about it?"

"How can I say it, the taste is okay, but it's not as strong as Ouba's."

Zhou Tzuyu commented honestly.

Yu Dingyan knew that this younger sister had a personality that could not tell lies at all, so he accepted the evaluation frankly.

"Really? It seems that I am still far from the level of Obama."

Yu Dingyan's mood was a little depressed, chewing the fat and thin pork belly.

As Zhou Ziyu said, except for the spicy taste brought by cumin powder.

There is no such thing as a dish cooked by Li Xianzhe, which has multiple flavors.

"I specially gave this dish to Abba to taste. Abba also said that I made it very well and I can be a chef."

In my mind, I recalled the brilliant smile of Yu Changjun at that time, and the corner of his mouth was about to reach the ears.

Yu Dingyan said angrily, "I didn't expect Abba to lie to me."

Zhou Ziyu was silent.

Speaking of which, when parents eat the food their children cook for the first time, they would normally not open their mouths to mock them.

Besides, this chili fried pork is said to be okay. It is compared with Li Xianzhe's level, and it is very high from the beginning.

"I think this is pretty good."

Compared with Zhou Tzuyu's seriousness, others didn't have so many demands.

After all, some who cook in person are not themselves, and there is a cooking like Yu Dingyan.

During this time, everyone's meal expenses have been saved a lot more than in the past.

"After all, Obama has a self-cooking experience living overseas for many years.

Jeongyeon was able to do this just now, proving that his uncle's genes were still inherited."

Park Jihyo was eating pork belly that she thought was acceptable.

"When you go to the U.S., you might as well consider making some Chinese-style stir-fries for Obama on the spot.

It can be regarded as a thank you to Obama for taking care and care of us in the past, I guess he would be surprised."

"Huh? Good idea."

Yu Dingyan's heart moved. To be honest, she still wanted Li Xianzhe to see the side of her good wife and mother.

According to reliable sources, Jin Zhini has practiced cooking in Yangping’s dormitory every day since she returned to Korea.

I often mess up the kitchen with smoke, but it turns out that practice makes perfect even if you do this kind of thing.

The growing cooking skills of Jin Zhini made Yu Dingyan very vigilant, and it was also the motivation for her to concentrate on learning cooking.

But at the moment, she didn't say anything yet, Lin Nalian patted the table excitedly.

"Very well, I decided. Starting today...No, starting tomorrow, I will learn cooking with Dingyan, and I will fry a Chinese-style stir-fry for Ouba in the United States, and let him look at me with admiration."

"Really?"

Everyone was shocked by Lin Nalian's sudden enlightenment, with this kitchen insulator, who is absolutely a black hole in cooking.

If you want to cook a dish that makes Li Xianzhe admirable, it seems that the ending has already been thought of, and everyone can't help but mourn Li Xianzhe in their hearts.

It should... Can't eat people?

"Of course, I told you that I recently felt that I have made a lot of improvements in knife skills."

Lin Nalian pointed to the fruit plate on the low table in front of the sofa, "I can use a kitchen knife to cut the apple into twelve pieces, can you?"

"Euny, do you want to use this to forcibly cover up your previous cutting of strawberries with the back of a knife?"

Yu Dingyan said blankly, what a joke, she wouldn't teach Lin Nalian to cook no matter how much money she gave her.

In case this sister blows up the kitchen in Li Xianzhe’s house by convulsions, the consequences will not be solved by a few apologies.

"Puff~~hahahaha~"

Everyone wouldn't say anything if you didn't mention it, but when I mentioned it suddenly, loud laughter came to my mind at the dinner table.

It seems that in their eyes, Lin Nalian's performance of cutting strawberries with the back of a knife is more funny than momo can't distinguish between sugar and salt.

And it can be teased many times.

"Laugh! What a laugh!"

Lin Nalian was furious, and she got up and looked down at the sisters who were leaning forward and smiling, and began to grind their teeth.

"What happened to me cutting strawberries with a knife? Is it funny?"

"Euny, even someone who has never cooked should not use the back of a knife to cut it~~"

Somi lay on the table, her eyes narrowed.

But the little girl forgot about the common sense of life in this aspect, the people at the dinner table are all 50 steps laughing.

Yu Dingyan also knew a lot of kitchen knowledge like a "normal person" because her father was a well-known chef, and her mother and aunt ran a Japanese restaurant.

And some others... come out as trainees at a very young age, and often make ridiculous things.

It is also because they are clear about this paragraph, so when they make "mistakes" that normal people cannot understand.

Li Xianzhe will choose to forgive directly, but these girls who have witnessed the scene will not be able to.

"What happened when I cut with the back of a knife? I'm happy!" Lin Nalian had her hands on her hips.

"I still cut it anyway, can you do it instead?"

The noisy movement in the living room naturally affected Mina who was focusing on something in the kitchen.

"Nayeon is really...can't be quiet anytime."

Mina, wearing the pink apron worn by Li Xianzhe, was pouring full cat food into Jennie's exclusive rice bowl.

And squeezed a little'MSG' on it, and the little guy crouched and watched.

Only the cat's whiskers are shaking up and down more and more, which proves that this thing is very attractive to it.

"But... if it's really quiet, it's not Nayeon, right?"

The girl gracefully opened a carton of milk and poured it into a small saucer next to the cat bowl.

Cat food + milk, this is her standard when feeding this little guy.

"Meow..."

Little Jennie looked up at Mina and called out softly, as if asking if he could start a meal.

"If it hadn't been for Nayeon Ooni to sacrifice her lively atmosphere like this, I don't know what will happen to everyone's mental state?"

Mina leaned on the kitchen counter, her slender palm stroking little Jennie's head, rubbing his cat face from time to time.

"Look at the shape of your little guy. Nayeon Ooni fed you just a day ago.

Even when O'Neill was there, I didn't do this. Thanks to momo's hard work during this period, I finally made you fat.

Ernie Chan will be very happy if she knows it, right?"

"Meow~~"

Now little Jennie's cry was stronger than before, and he seemed to agree.

He ate the cat food for a while, then turned his head and licked the milk in the small dish with his tongue out.

"I really envy you. Eat when you want, and sleep when you want to sleep. Regardless of whether the host is around or not, you always don't lack the care of people around you."

Mina was lying on the kitchen counter and staring at the two-legged beast who bowed her head for a delicious lunch.