Probably this guy was too hungry before, but he thinks everything is delicious. Thinking of Young Master Fang's dismal life, Zhong Lingjun naturally thought so.
"Hmph, do you know what is delicious?" Noticing Zhong Lingjun's disapproving expression, Fang Tianyou was so dissatisfied that he didn't even bother to eat the chicken, and said something contemptuously.
As an unswerving fan of brains, Fang Tianyou will never allow anyone to despise Gu Fenghua in any way, and barbecue skills are of course no exception.
"Why don't I know, isn't it just a roast chicken, what's the big deal." Zhong Lingjun said unconvinced.
"I'm too lazy to tell you, you'll know after you try it yourself." Fang Tianyou didn't bother to argue with him, so he stopped, carefully folded off a small piece of wing tip and handed it to Zhong Lingjun¡ªit could only be this A small piece of wing tip, no more.
In fact, even breaking off this small wing tip made him secretly feel sorry for him, and even worried that he would accidentally fall into the opponent's trick.
Well, Young Master Fang actually tasted Gu Fenghua's handicrafts before, and he shouldn't be so stingy in the first place. In the final analysis, it's all the sequelae of digging black mines back then.
"" Looking at the wing tip that was not much bigger than a fingernail, Zhong Lingjun almost walked away. Even if you feed the dog, it's impossible to be stingy like this, right? Do you think this is dragon meat?
However, looking at Fang Tianyou's provocative eyes, he still took the tip of the wing. He wanted to see what kind of tricks Gu Fenghua could cook with just a pheasant.
This thought only lasted until the moment before the entrance of the wingtips, and the next moment, Zhong Lingjun's whole body shook suddenly, his eyes widened, and his face was full of disbelief.
As soon as the tip of the wing enters the mouth, the indescribable delicacy spreads, as if an electric current flows through the whole body in an instant, immersing in the soul.
Zhong Lingjun didn't know how he ate the wing tip, because his whole mind was blank, as if time had come to a standstill at this moment.
"How about it, do you know what is delicious and what is delicious?" It wasn't until Fang Tianyou's complacent voice sounded again that he finally regained consciousness.
Zhong Lingjun wanted to say something, but he couldn't, because he didn't know how to describe such a delicacy, and he was afraid that if he opened his mouth, the lingering aftertaste lingering between his teeth and cheeks would slip away quietly. Therefore, he just stared at the half roast chicken left in Fang Tianyou's hand, swallowing involuntarily, his eyes still glowing green.
"It would be nice to let you taste it. Want more? There is no door." Fang Tianyou subconsciously took two steps back and said with a vigilant expression.
If half a quarter of an hour ago, seeing Fang Tianyou's appearance as if he was facing an enemy, Zhong Lingjun would definitely snort: Isn't it just a roast chicken, do you really think it's a treasure?
But now, he never thought of it that way again. If it were him, whoever dared to take the idea of ??roasting chicken, he would fight him desperately without hesitation, even if the king of heaven came, he would never succeed.
Zhong Lingjun deeply understood Fang Tianyou's mood at this time, so he naturally didn't think about the half roast chicken in his hand, but directly hit Gu Fenghua - oh no, it was the little half roast chicken in his hand. A few roasted chickens and roasted rabbits.
"Well, Senior Sister Gu" Zhong Lingjun hunched over, with a flattering smile that had never been seen on his face.
"What's wrong?" Gu Fenghua asked while concentrating on turning the barbecue. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com