I'm badly injured, but I'm number one

Chapter 211 On Yan Ping's Bad Taste

[Two thousand to make up for the previous one]

Wen Ye raised his head instantly and looked at Yu Tianhong.

The two people's eyes met in the air, and sparks seemed to fly.

Wen Ye stared for a while, swallowed what he had in his mouth, and was the first to look away.

Then, before Ji Heyu scooped out the last piece of meat, he picked up a piece of meat and put it in Yan Ping's bowl, saying in a gentle voice.

"Senior please."

Both of them looked at Yan Ping at the same time, to see whose food he would eat first.

Yan Ping's expression was as still as a mountain.

Ji Heyu didn't pay attention to the interaction between them. When there was no more meat in the pot, he poured all the remaining meat into it.

In addition to meat, there were also a lot of vegetarian dishes on the table. Ji Heyu thought about it and poured them all in.

Yan Ping glanced at him twice, then looked at the two people next to him, both of whom were still looking at him. He controlled his spiritual power and quickly returned the two pieces of meat to their original owners, then said slowly.

"You guys eat it yourself. If I want to eat, I'll do it myself."

Wen Ye calmly picked up the chopsticks and ate the piece of meat.

Yu Tianhong looked a little regretful, this was the first time he picked up food for Yan Ping.

But it doesn’t matter if he doesn’t eat it. From a certain perspective, it’s like Yan Ping picked up some food for him again.

When Yu Tianhong thought of this, she immediately became happy and ate the meat happily. The spicy and rich taste once again filled her mouth.

The meat that Ji Heyu had just put in was cooked.

Several pairs of chopsticks went into the pot together.

After Ji Heyu took two bites, he felt his mouth becoming more and more spicy, but the spicier it was, the more fragrant it was. He took out a pot of water from his storage bag, drank a large glass, and picked up the cup again when he wanted to eat more.

There were only a few vegetables left in the pot; all the meat had been eaten.

Ji Heyu: "...Can't you leave some for me!"

Yu Tianhong still had meat in his mouth as he spoke vaguely.

"It's okay, I'll get it."

As Yu Tianhong spoke, he brought over several plates of meat that were placed nearby.

Ji Heyu didn't argue with him and just raised his hand to pour all the meat into the pot.

Yan Ping's eyelids jumped, "Wait a moment."

Ji Heyu stopped and wondered, "What happened?"

Yan Ping pointed to the stove, "If you want to eat, go over there quickly. It won't taste good if you cook too much."

The key point is to affect his appetite.

Ji Heyu sighed, thought about the small pot and the big pot on the stove, and walked towards the stove decisively.

"Follow."

Yu Tianhong hadn't eaten properly for several days and had just eaten something, feeling very hungry.

I simply followed him, took two steps, then turned back and put two plates of meat on the table.

"Seniors, please eat this."

He walked towards the stove, and Ji Heyu had just lit the fire. The red soup in the pot began to boil, and he poured all the meat into it.

A big pot has its advantages, such as cooking faster and tasting better.

The two of them gathered around the stove and enjoyed their meal.

The two of them sat at the small table and ate slowly. Wen Ye put some dishes in from time to time, trying to make sure there was a little bit of everything in the pot.

Because he found that Yan Ping was not picky about food now and could eat everything.

Yan Ping didn't eat fast, but as time went on, his thin lips, which were usually bloodless, turned a little red due to the spicy food, and after being dipped in some red oil, they looked rosy and shiny, very tempting.

Wen Ye looked up inadvertently and felt his heartbeat slow down a few beats.

After staring blankly for two moments, he suddenly came to his senses and instantly retracted his gaze with a somewhat awkward expression.

Yan Ping looked over with a questioning look.

Wen Ye felt a little nervous, his back seemed to be sweating, and his face was a little red.

He didn't want Yan Ping to notice anything unusual, so after forcing himself to calm down, he took out a pot of sake from his storage bag and tried his best to keep his voice clear.

"Try this, Senior."

Yan Ping snorted and laughed, not pursuing his previous gaffe.

"Pour it up."

Ji Heyu, who was standing beside the stove, saw this scene, pondered for a moment, and then swallowed what was in his mouth.

"liquor."

Yu Tianhong had been hanging around Yan Ping before, so he must have had some alcohol on him.

Yu Tianhong, who was working hard with full concentration, looked up blankly with food still in his mouth.

"what?"

He consumed a lot of energy practicing sword skills, but he didn't notice it at first. However, as he ate, he felt hungrier and hungrier. Previously, he had time to quarrel with Wen Ye, but now he just wanted to eat.

Ji Heyu pointed at the table on Yan Ping's desk and said, "Wine, you must have some."

Yu Tianhong looked back and saw Wen Ye pouring wine.

Yu Tianhong: “…”

Okay, eating at the stove will easily give Wen Ye an opportunity.

Yu Tianhong took out a pot of wine and handed it to Ji Heyu.

He had just eaten a lot, and when his attention shifted away from the food, he noticed something wrong.

This pot...

Yu Tianhong was a little hesitant.

"Senior Rufeng, why is this pot so much thinner?"

Ji Heyu: “…”

The wine in his mouth almost shook, he glanced at Yan Ping and Wen Ye, then spoke solemnly.

"Do you know why the meal made by Yan Ping is so delicious?"

Yu Tianhong was stunned for a moment, "Why?"

Ji Heyu said solemnly, "Because this soup has certain requirements on the thickness of the pot."

Yu Tianhong: “…”

He has been cooking for all these years and has never heard of such a thing.

If Ji Heyu wanted to fool him, he shouldn't have been so open about it.

But what if.

After all, this is Yan Ping’s first time cooking.

Yu Tianhong hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at Yan Ping, "Senior, is this true?"

Yan Ping glanced at them and smiled slightly.

"fake."

Yu Tianhong turned to look at Ji Heyu with accusatory eyes.

Ji Heyu: “…”

He patted Yu Tianhong's shoulder, his voice kind and gentle, "Tianhong, you are a good child, so don't ask."

"Come, eat."

Ji Heyu picked up a lot of meat and put it into his bowl.

Yu Tianhong looked at the meat in the bowl, his eyes gradually becoming thoughtful.

So what exactly happened?

He thought as he ate.

After finishing the meal, Ji Heyu ran away.

Yan Ping took Hongyu to the pond, leaving Wen Ye alone, who seemed a little absent-minded.

The two of them were cleaning up the leftovers together. While rinsing the dishes, Yu Tianhong couldn't resist her curiosity and moved closer to Wen Ye.

"Aren't you curious at all about why Senior Rufeng lied?"

Wen Ye was still recalling the scene he had seen before, Yan Ping's rosy and shiny thin lips, if he was in good health and had no injuries.

It should look like that normally, gorgeous and attractive.

Wen Ye touched his lips.

Suddenly, a crutch came from the side and woke him up.

Wen Ye's eyes suddenly became dark. He turned to look at Yu Tianhong, and his voice was unusually cold.

"what are you doing?"

Yu Tianhong looked at Wen Ye's deep eyes and his voice which suddenly turned cold.

"..."

He just nagged him, why did he look like his good deed was ruined?

Was he angry because Yan Ping picked up food for him first?