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Volume 2: A Little Success in Cooking Chapter 339: Happy Enemies (1)

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    Suman posted the last photo of the dessert brownie on Weibo. To put it simply, this dessert is a chocolate-flavored cake with chopped almonds and walnuts sprinkled on top. It is not very sweet and tastes quite good.  After posting it, she habitually clicked on the entertainment news. She and Xiao Ling had been in a relationship for almost ten years. Xiao Ling was busy filming dramas, and she also traveled around. The two of them spent less time together and more apart, although they took time to go on vacation together every year.  , but we can¡¯t guarantee that we can talk every day.  Suman unknowingly developed the habit of reading entertainment news online. Xiao Ling was like a huge luminous body, always dominating the entertainment headlines.  ¡ª¡ªBest actor Xiao Ling recently had a private meeting with a young model Suman glanced at the man and woman who were silhouetted through the glass window. Not to mention there was a huge dining table between them. According to the usual practice, there must be a third person.  , went to the bathroom or made a phone call and left temporarily.  This group of entertainment gossip reporters are not too annoying, and they come two or three times a month. Suman curled his lips and glanced at the young model's name. LIBA is quite easy to remember.  After scanning a few entertainment news and seeing that there was nothing of interest, Suman habitually returned to her blog interface. At a glance, the Weibo she had just posted already had hundreds of messages: - Mr. and Mrs.  People are so interesting - being able to wash hands and make soup for your lover is also a kind of happiness, right? The corners of Suman's mouth raised slightly. After the Beauty Chef Conference, she and Zhu Er finally reached an agreement to transfer the food belonging to Yuchushan  The restaurant is divided into several large areas according to the geographical boundaries, and each person is responsible for one of them. Every three years, she has completed the station in Asia and Europe and is now temporarily living in the United States.  Yuchushan has a total of 87 restaurants in the Americas, Canada and the United States in North America, Mexico, Argentina and other countries in South America. Suman has to visit all the restaurants within three years to ensure that the food in the restaurants is of high quality.  above.  Suman himself has opened a mobile restaurant with a special website, informing the dining location and time in advance, and accepting online registration. However, only a maximum of five lucky people can be selected at a time.  The only requirement is to bring your own food story.  After the meal, Suman would post the carefully prepared dinner and the food stories of the guests on Weibo. Unexpectedly, her mobile dining table was very popular. Not long ago, it was rated by the Guinness Book of World Records.  She is the most popular restaurant in the world, but she keeps a low profile. Until now, most people don¡¯t know who the owner of the mobile table is.  This brownie cake is a classic food story. After his wife suffered a stroke, the old man learned this cake that his wife loved most and fed it to her with his own hands.  Soon after, the old lady's health improved and she could hold simple conversations. The first sentence she spoke was: "Oh, Raul, don't give me brownies anymore. This is because little Raul likes to eat them, so I made them."  You have done so much, why don¡¯t you send some to little Raoul?¡± The story was a bit ridiculous. When Suman listened to the two old people¡¯s vivid narration, she couldn¡¯t help but laugh out loud. It was really warm and beautiful.  According to the story, these two old people deservedly became the two distinguished guests at the mobile dining table she had just finished.  Suman's eyes scanned the hundreds of messages. Gradually, her brows furrowed. It was strange that every time she posted a new Weibo post, Xiao Ling was always among the first batch of people to leave messages, just like her.  Entertainment news is updated every day, and both people care about each other in different forms.  Suman subconsciously picked up the phone, but before he could move, a series of intense ringtones rang, Zhou Kexin's new song, Who cast the magic, the red powder turns into bones, only your face, one glance will last forever - I don't know this song  I thought it was written for some lover, but in fact it was the handsome guy Zhou who personally composed the music and lyrics for his newly born little daughter. He wished he could tell the world that he had given birth to a daughter.  Suman answered the phone, and a string of fluent English came from the other end, but Suman's ears seemed to be disconnected from his brain. What about a car accident, what XI, why did it sound so strange.  Suman stood up immediately, without caring about anything else. She reached for her purse and rushed out. She started the car with trembling hands, and drove all the way. When she arrived at the New York City Hospital, she asked several nurses incoherently, and finally asked for clarification.  location of the observation room.  Through the glass, I caught a glimpse of the tall man sitting on the suitcase. There was a piece of white gauze on his forehead, but he still couldn't hide the charm of his handsome face. A pair of dark eyes stared blankly.  Ahead, I don¡¯t know what I¡¯m thinking about.  Suman breathed a sigh of relief. She pushed the door open and yelled at Xiao Ling: "Hundan, what are you doing? How old are you? Don't be careful when crossing the road." The man slowly raised his head, dark  His eyes slowly turned around, and finally he fixed on her, and asked: "Who are you?" Suman: "" Suman said?? Pulled the box, closed the car door with one hand, and walked forward first. After taking two steps, he couldn't help but look back and looked at Xiao Ling behind him suspiciously. The doctor just said that there was a hit on the head and there was a blood clot. It should be  It's temporary amnesia.  Su Man also reached out and touched it. There was indeed a big soft lump behind Xiao Ling's head, but she was always a little suspicious in her heart - Ya used to like to practice her acting skills on her. Back in the apartment, Su Man called Xiao  Ling sat down on the sofa. She took the opportunity of pouring water to look slightly sideways and secretly observed. Xiao Ling's body was straight, her knees were close together, her hands were firmly placed on her knees, and her eyes were not looking around.  He behaves like a primary school student on his first day of school. "Well, Mr. Xiao is indeed different from the past. If it had been the past, he would have been slumped on the sofa without any bones."  Completely opposite to the glamorous actor Xiao who usually walks outside, Xiao Ling in private can be described by Suman in four words: treacherous, lazy, greedy, and slippery. Such a weak soul can stay on the sofa or bed all day long.  , except for playing games and eating, there is absolutely no need to move. When the two of them are together, Suman is like waiting for the uncle.  He kept feeding her, cleaning the room and washing clothes, let alone cleaning the room and washing clothes. How could Uncle Xiao do such things that are so tiring for his body?  Suman has also expressed his dissatisfaction and even threatened to strike several times.  Then, when they met again, Actor Xiao directly brought a suitcase over. When he opened it, Suman was blinded - there was a box of red banknotes inside.  When it was time to cook, Uncle Xiao took out a pile and slapped it on the coffee table, "Sweet and sour pork ribs, 10,000 yuan." Suman gave in shamefully. She sometimes wondered, even though she was not short of money, every year  Yuchushan's dividends were an astronomical sum. How could she be so short-sighted? She would do it as soon as Movie Emperor Xiao paid for it. Later, Suman thought about it carefully. She should have been homeless in her previous life and in this life for two consecutive lives.  It has something to do with it, and I have a serious lack of security, so when I see money, I feel a little weak.  Although a meal of sweet and sour pork ribs worth 10,000 yuan is very luxurious, I can't bear to say that Uncle Xiao is rich. He can make an income of 2 million yuan by casual words. Suman is so eaten by him that there is nothing he can do.  Suman decided to test it to see whether Ya had real amnesia or fake amnesia.  She put the water glass in front of Xiao Ling, pulled up the corner of her mouth, and showed a false smile, "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat tonight?" Her black and white eyes looked at her steadily, handsome.  His face was full of confusion, as if he didn't understand what hunger and eating meant.  Suman narrowed his eyes and looked at it for a long time. After making sure that the little white rabbit-like expression opposite him was not fake, he asked maliciously: "Let's eat hand-shredded cold vegetables tonight, and then have seaweed egg drop soup, oyster sauce lettuce,  Lily and celery, are they good? "These dishes can be summed up in one sentence - the mountains and rivers of the motherland are green.  "According to Uncle Xiao's urinary nature, he would probably jump up immediately and overturn the table.  The little white rabbit still looked at her blankly, without any reaction.  Suman glanced at him sideways and clapped his hands on his own initiative: "Okay, silence means you agree. "I asked you to pretend. Let's see how long you can pretend." Several vegetarian dishes, the ingredients are all ready-made, and they are very easy to cook.  Quickly, Suman simply cooked a vegetable porridge for the staple food, using green beans and white porridge. It was sweet and delicious. When the three dishes and one soup were served, Suman glanced at it and felt that it was a bit unacceptable.  It was too plain, and there was no flesh color at all. If this guy was pretending, he would be exposed soon. Xiao Ling sat down at the table and looked at her quietly with his big eyes. Suman coughed lightly.  He picked up the chopsticks and said, "Can you use this?"  " Xiao Ling curiously took it, holding one in her left hand and one in her right hand. Suman's face darkened, and she pulled the chopsticks back: "This is not a knife and fork for Western food." She stuffed it with her backhand.  Taking the spoon back, this tool is much simpler. Su Man demonstrated it and Xiao Ling learned it. He scooped up a big spoonful of celery and lily and put it in his mouth. His mouth was full, but his eyes were wide open.  He looked at Su Man innocently. Su Man hid his face and couldn't stand it. Xiao Ling usually ate in big mouthfuls, but his eyes narrowed and he looked like a proud fox.  It makes people want to slap her twice, nothing compares to this cute little look now. Su Manyu coughed twice, forced herself to look away, and concentrated on eating. When she was almost finished, she  I accidentally raised my head and saw Xiao Ling's lips across from me were smooth and rosy, with a few grains of rice stuck to the corners of her lips, a circle of white rice paste around her mouth, and her dark and bright eyes open.  With an innocent look on his face, he couldn't help but reach out his hand and put it on his cheekPinch twice hard.  Alas, too cute bird E, the text has been finished, this chapter has begun to enter the outside of the Fanwai, the dragon slag is updated according to the mood, and it may not necessarily produce who.
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