Jin Suting held back her temper, "Are you trying to say I'm unworthy?"
Helan Ruizhe was horrified and winked at her playfully, "I didn't think so."
This is the real green tea, Jin Suting resisted the urge to scold him.
"Helan Ruizhe, I find that you have changed a lot."
He didn't take it seriously: "Oh? What do you mean?"
"You didn't talk so much before." Jin Suting closed her eyes and followed him into the underground floor. "What made you become such a chatterbox? Is it a distortion of morality or a loss of humanity?"
She was so angry that she said the opposite...
"Because of love." Helan Ruizhe turned around and said this to her.
Jin Suting really wanted to imitate the male protagonist in a TV show and reply to him: "You are so flirty."
But she still didn't say that. Maybe Helan Ruizhe was just in a good mood today, or was just excited, so he talked a lot.
"What did you get me for my birthday?"
"You're not going to take me to the basement and destroy my body, are you?"
"Helan Ruizhe, you have such a cruel heart..."
Helan Ruizhe: "Shut up."
"Am I talking more now or are you talking more?"
Jin Suting shut up obediently and followed him into the small study.
There was dust on the bookshelf. Helan Ruizhe brushed off the dust with his hands and took out a thin blue book with yellowed pages and gave it to her.
""kitchen"?"
Jin Suting looked at the title of the book on the blue cover, which was just one big, eye-catching letter.
Helan Ruizhe explained: "This book is one of the precious books left behind by foreigners when they came to pay homage to the Mother of the Nation."
Jin Suting looked puzzled: "Foreigners can write Chinese?"
"It was translated by an old gentleman who knows foreign languages. There's only one copy in the entire country of Fuding." Helan Ruizhe's tone emphasized how valuable this book was. "It records in great detail how foreigners prepare their food."
Jin Suting opened it and saw that there were indeed many detailed recipes inside.
"Pasta, grilled veal chop, Persian grilled fish..."
As she flipped through the pages, she murmured, "Wow, Helan Ruizhe, you understand me so well."
“I just want to learn Western cuisine.”
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