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Chapter 577 That position belongs to him

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    The pink apron that was almost torn to pieces by the two people was finally put on Fang Haocheng. It must be said that he looked feminine and handsome, and even wearing such a childish girl-style apron did not look out of place.

    Her shoulder-length hair was tied up and hung down her head.

    Although the man cannot see, he is very handy in the kitchen.

    In comparison, the two people on his left and right were like towering mountain peaks, standing tall and staring at Fang Haocheng cooking.

    After washing the tomatoes, he pressed the tomatoes with one hand and held a knife in the other hand.

    After cutting the tomatoes into slices, he reached out and took out the egg from the bowl, and knocked it on the edge of the bowl.

    Click.

    The egg is broken.

    Fu Jueshen and Jin Feng also felt that their hearts were broken.

    He just wanted to show off himself in front of Wanwan, but he was overtaken by someone who was late because he couldn't cook.

    How abominable!

    A burst of daily and warm conversation sounded in his ears, which stimulated Fu Jueshen's hidden fire of jealousy to burst out.

    "Wanwan, where is the oil?"

    "It's on the second cabinet on your left. I'll give it to you."

    "Okay, thank you for being late."

    "No, Brother Haocheng, what are you doing? It smells so good, I'm almost drooling just by smelling it."

    "Little greedy cat, you can eat it later. I made tomato and egg noodles with tomato sauce. Your refrigerator is too empty, otherwise I can make you some stir-fried pork."

    Xia Yuwan nodded with a smile, her eyes narrowed like crescent moons.

    She works in the hospital. Although she is forced to get up early, one advantage is that she doesn¡¯t have to worry about eating.

    Jin Feng stood behind Fang Haocheng with his arms folded, and couldn't help but look at the blind man with admiration.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: ??It¡¯s amazing to be able to take care of yourself and learn how to cook despite your physical disability.

    ?Looking at his hands again, they are white and slender, indeed as beautiful as jade sculptures.

    I heard from Miss Xia that her friend is a famous musician.

    Jin Feng couldn't help but sweat for him when he got the cut tomatoes with his hands that were worth a lot of money.

    For musicians, their hands are their lives.

    When his eyes accidentally caught sight of the wound on Fang Haocheng's finger, Jin Feng's heart skipped a beat and he couldn't help but take a second look.

    Although the scar has become very light, the color is almost invisible. It is a neat mark that looks like it was injured by some sharp blade.

    But then I thought about it, maybe he was injured accidentally while learning to cook.

    After all, it is so difficult for a blind man to cook.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?.

    After the oil was warm enough, Fang Haocheng immediately poured the beaten egg liquid into it, and the aroma of eggs filled the entire kitchen.

    Xia Yuwan closed her eyes and took a sip, and the greed in her stomach almost came out.

    Fang Haocheng was holding a wooden spatula to stir-fry the eggs in the pan, while explaining the cooking process and methods in a voice as calm and elegant as a cello.

    "Wanwan, look. After pouring the eggs, fry them for about half a minute and then serve them up."

    "Put in the tomatoes, this will take a little longer, and stir-fry over high heat until sand comes out. Then add the eggs from before, mix them and add a little water to reduce the juice."

    During the process of what he said, the others were extremely serious.

    A glimmer of light quickly flashed in Fu Jue's deep phoenix eyes, it turned out to be that simple.

    He thought cooking was so difficult.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????? I took a special look at Xia Yuwan's expression. She was standing next to Fang Haocheng with a bowl in her hands, cooperating with him to put the dishes into the bowl.

    This tall, one short, equally slender figure stands together, forming a beautiful landscape.

    He couldn't help clenching his fists, and his thin lips tightened into a straight line, revealing that his mood at the moment was not good.

    The position where Fang Haocheng stood originally belonged to him.

    Thinking of this, Fu Jueshen felt bitter and unhappy.

    He turned around lonely and walked out of the kitchen, sitting alone in the living room, with a few faint laughter coming from behind him.

    HeShe thought sarcastically that even if she left quietly now, maybe Xia Yuwan wouldn't notice.

    "Okay Wanwan, it's time to start dinner."

    "Okay, Brother Haocheng is awesome! I'll get the bowl right now, haha"

    Xia Yuwan praised Fang Haocheng while counting people with her white and tender fingers. When she found that there were only three people in the kitchen, she looked sideways at the living room outside.

    I found the departing figure at the door. Under the light, it looked vast and lonely, like an eternal mountain peak.

    "Fu Jueshen."

    "What's up?"

    Someone who had already taken one leg stopped in disbelief. He did not look back, quietly waiting for Xia Yuwan's next words.

    The big hands placed on both sides of the pants were so tense that they were sweating.

    Xia Yuwan raised her two beautiful eyebrows, glared at him angrily, and said displeasedly: "Even if you're busy, just eat and go. I just ate a handful of noodles, it's not good to waste food."  .¡±

    What!

    Fu Jueshen couldn¡¯t believe what he heard was true. The sadness and jealousy just now were gone.

    When I replaced it, I was filled with joy that was about to overflow.

    Let him have dinner every night!  !  !

    It was just a different way of saying it, but the result was indeed¡ªshe asked herself to stay!

    With his back to her, the man showed a silent and brilliant smile. His white teeth contrasted with this cold and evil face, making him look much gentler.

    He immediately turned around and strode back to the dining table in the living room. He replied in a strong and calm voice: "I'm not busy. I just felt that there was heavy oil smoke in the house. Please open the door for some fresh air."

    Heavy oil fume?

    Isn¡¯t there a range hood?

    Xia Yuwan thought it was another wealthy man's mysophobia, she pursed her red lips and snorted softly.

    Under the light.

    The scene of everyone sitting around eating noodles is very warm. This feeling is something Fu Jueshen has never experienced before.

    He eats very slowly.

    It¡¯s not because the noodles made by his love rival are delicious, but because he wants to stay with Wanwan for a while longer.

    Even if it¡¯s just one more minute, one more second.

    Xia Yuwan doesn¡¯t care about the so-called lady image, and she is in her own home, so of course she can do whatever she feels comfortable with.

    She kept her head down while eating, and the sound of "sizzling, sizzling, sizzling" reached everyone's ears.

    As if he was infected by her, Jin Feng ate the noodles loudly.

    ¡°But he himself was a soldier, and his ability to act as a soldier was also reflected in the matter of eating.

    On the other hand, Fang Haocheng is indeed a model of elegance. He eats very slowly and his posture is elegant, as if he is doing something artistic.

    As for Fu Jueshen, even when he was eating, he showed a hint of coolness and domineering.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? being silent.

    Xia Yuwan took the last two sips of soup and glanced at the contents of Fang Haocheng's bowl with her bright black eyes.

    There are so many more?

    Look at Fu Jueshen again.

    This guy barely moved.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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