I played the role of a cannon fodder scumbag, but I was the heartthrob

A long and wide marble dining table.

Everyone took their seats one by one.

The food placed closest to them is what they like to eat on a daily basis.

Jun Qing took off her apron and came out of the kitchen and came to Ye Zhao's side.

"Honey, these are your favorite spicy chicken wings. Try them and see if you like them."

Jun Qing picked up a red-hot chicken wing with chopsticks and put it in the bowl, looking at him cautiously.

"...It's pretty good." Ye Zhao put the chopsticks into his mouth with an expressionless face.

With just three words, Jun Qing's smile bloomed brighter than flowers.

"Do you like it?" Jun Qing blushed.

Ye Zhao swallowed his food. He didn't want to criticize him in front of everyone. "I like it. There's still room for improvement."

Given the scumbag's face-conscious personality, Ye Zhao would not embarrass Jun Qing in public.

only--

Is this the cooking skill that Lausanne praised highly by the protagonist in the original novel?

Why does he feel that the food is not as delicious as the one made at Baixiang Pavilion?

Not sure, try again...

Ye Zhao doubted his life.

"Losang, what do you think?"

Ye Zhao suddenly looked up and asked, his anticipation barely concealed.

Is it like in the original novel, where you eat Jun Qing’s food and your stomach is conquered by his cooking skills?

From then on, she developed a liking for him and slowly fell in love with Jun Qing?

Although he thought Jun Qing's cooking skills were average, there was no guarantee that Luosang would like it.

My heart is excited, my hands are trembling, and I really want to eat some melon seeds to witness the miracle.

Ye Zhao looked over quietly.

After tasting it, Luosang looked strange.

This craft is quite ordinary.

Ye Zhao said that it was okay, but his face showed the opposite pride.

He felt very uncomfortable.

No, he can't stand seeing this.

"Brother Junqing, it's already amazing that you can cook." Luosang said calmly, "Unlike me, I can't do anything and often ask my dear to cook for me."

"Dear?" Jun Qing caught the key words.

Ye Zhao sensed something was wrong, and it seemed that Jun Qing glanced at him.

Is it an illusion?

"Yes, I sent him flowers today. They were ninety-nine roses." Luosang smiled sweetly, as if he was eager to create chaos in the world.

"Clap!"

Ye Zhao was stunned and the chopsticks in his hand fell to the ground.

What's the situation?

Why is Luosang so eager to self-destruct? Did he take the wrong medicine?

Oops!

There won’t be a fight!

The original plot wasn't like this. Shouldn't he be unable to stop eating Jun Qing's food?

He glanced at Luosang, who had a half-smile in his eyes.

Stunning?

What about the touching scenes?

I glanced at Jun Qing and saw that he was smiling slightly with his eyebrows curved, as calm as a lake.

This is, didn’t you find it?

No way, the implication is so obvious.

Ye Zhao was troubled by his own thoughts.

"Honey, the chopsticks are dirty. I'll get you new ones. There's also a soup in the kitchen. I'll bring it up."

Jun Qing bent down to pick up the chopsticks and walked into the kitchen with a calm mood.

Ye Zhao was confused. What went wrong?

"Are you kidding?" Ye Zhao asked.

Luosang was confused. "What?"

"Food." Ye Zhao said.

Whose sense of taste is wrong?

"you try."

While Jun Qing was still in the kitchen, Ye Zhao didn't believe it and stuffed a chicken leg into Luosang's mouth.

Luosang tasted it and was shocked.

The spicy taste caught up with him, and he quickly drank a few sips of red wine.

"……how?"

Ye Zhao waited until he had tired of the spiciness before asking.

"This dish is just average, Brother Ye Zhao."

Luosang looked at him pitifully, "What did I say wrong?"

Ye Zhao still didn't see his excited expression as if he had found a treasure, so he waved his hand helplessly and sat down again.

He didn't notice that when he returned to his seat, Luosang's hand holding the chopsticks clenched for two seconds and quickly loosened.

Then, he thought of something and went to try the dishes closest to Ye Ming.

Laughed angrily.