Chapter 10 President: Dumplings Are Not as Delicious

Subei, who was about to slip back to sleep, immediately became energetic, "I didn't eat supper either."

Feng Xinglang glanced at Subei, "You do it."

With the question mark face of the black man in northern Jiangsu, Feng Xinglang repeated it patiently, "You promised to cook for me."

Looking at Subeisheng's loveless expression, Feng Xinglang suddenly felt that he was not so tired anymore.

748: "The strategy value has increased by 1%, and the current strategy progress is 33%."

Subei said that this was a bit too much, so he gave him a boost in strategy value all at once, and clearly told him that cooking would increase greatly.

Can he refuse? cannot.

Subei reluctantly walked to the kitchen, what could he make for Feng Xinglang to eat.

Feng Xinglang looked at Subei's rich expression, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, and suddenly felt that it was not a bad thing to let him down.

748: "The strategy value has increased by 1%, and the current strategy progress is 34%."

Subei opened the refrigerator's hand for a while, and complained: "This target of strategy is too stingy."

However, no one answered his complaints, and he could only entertain himself.

Cheng Qianxiao, who was completely ignored by the two, could only increase her sense of existence. She asked softly, "Mr. Feng, why don't you try what I made first?"

Feng Xinglang's expression instantly turned cold, "It's getting late, rest." He didn't say whether to eat or not.

This made Cheng Qianxiao hesitate a bit, of course, he didn't forget to scold Subei a few words in his heart.

The North Jiangsu side searched the refrigerator and felt that the best thing to cook was dumplings.

This dumpling is still made by Cheng Qianxiao during the day, and the heroine's craftsmanship must be good.

Subei, who thought it was easy to cook dumplings, put the dumplings out of the pot, and then began to wonder how long the dumplings should be cooked.

In order to make the dumplings heat more evenly, Subei stirred a few more times, but the dumplings fell apart.

The stuffing is exposed.

Seeing that the dumplings were cooked less and less, Subei decisively fished out the dumplings.

He hesitated before giving Feng Xinglang something to eat, but he still took it out.

Well, he can still cook instant noodles anyway, so the dumplings should not be bad.

The moment Subei brought out the dumplings, Cheng Qian's smile turned green.

The dumplings she spent so long making were ruined by Subei.

If it wasn't for her hard work, she really didn't want to admit that she made these dumplings.

Feng Xinglang looked at this plate of dumplings that didn't look like dumplings, and was a little silent. It turned out that Mother Su didn't lie to him.

Subei was seen with a guilty conscience, "Then what, if you think you can't eat it, don't eat it."

Cheng Qianxiao also nodded frantically.

However, Feng Xinglang picked up his chopsticks and slowly put a fairly intact dumpling into his mouth, tasting it carefully.

From Feng Xinglang's current expression, he couldn't tell how the dumpling tasted.

Finally, Feng Xinglang said, "It tastes good."

The serious expression convinced Subei that the dumplings really tasted good, so he happily tasted one.

The complexion suddenly changed, and it was not familiar at all!

When Subei was about to spit it out, Feng Xinglang put down his chopsticks and said lightly, "You didn't mean that you didn't eat supper either, so eat more."

So Subei swallowed the dumplings in his mouth.

He felt that if he didn't eat it, he would have a worse end, and he was afraid that it would be possible for him to eat dumplings raw.

Seeing Subei swallowing so many unripe dumplings, Cheng Qianxiao smiled a little gloating, and then she didn't forget to sell the supper she made, "Mr. Feng, the soup isn't cold yet, so it's good to have some stuffed stomach. of."