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More than ten minutes later, Yang Mi repeatedly asked for it to continue until now.

If the treatment time is followed, it will be cured in five minutes, and the effect will be much better than the previous half hour.

"Okay, let's have a quick bite to eat today. Mu Chen pulled up his cuffs, said something to Yang Mi, and walked to the kitchen.

Mu Chen walked away, Yang Mi dared to look up in the direction of the kitchen, but what Mu Chen didn't know was that in the end, reason still prevailed over impulse.

Villa kitchen.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for exchanging god-level chef skills and consuming 10 million fans of the host!"

"Ding, congratulations to the host god-level chef for using it successfully!"

As soon as the voice of the system fell, wonderful things befell Mu Chen again, first of all, there were countless things in his mind about various Chinese and Western foods such as Chinese and Western food, and men's northern dishes, which were well understood and used freely.

For a second, the corners of Mu Chen's mouth hooked up a touch of arc, worthy of god-level cooking, this 10 million is really worth it!

Then, under Yang Mi's gaze, Mu Chen began his flying-like divine operation.

Beat eggs with one hand....

Cut diced carrots with a knife, as fast as thunder and lightning.....

Perfect spoon flipping, smooth movements, Yang Mi is crazy to watch, this is cooking, it is simply an artistic performance!

More than ten minutes later.

A wonderful aroma of egg fried rice wafted out, and Mu Chen himself was stunned by the aroma, staring blankly at the egg fried rice in the pot.

Made~ This is..... The egg fried rice I made??

Special mother, the god-level chef is such a dick, and he has shocked himself!

Goo-doo~Goo-doo~Goo~!!

Yang Mi, who was sitting on the sofa, smelled the aroma of egg fried rice, her eyes instantly glowed green, her stomach gurgled in protest, and she kept swallowing saliva.

Mom~, it smells so good, what kind of smell is this, I can't wait.

"Wow~ No, it smells so good, I can't stand it~~"

With a whoosh, Yang Mi, who had reached her feet, turned into lightning and rushed to the kitchen at a sprinting speed.

"Crash....".

"If you wash your hands, just eat. "

"Hmph, you...."

Covering his head, chopping off his little feet, while washing his hands, his eyes never left the golden egg fried rice on the plate, just looking at it was full of appetite.

Mu Chen wasn't too surprised by this, because when the egg fried rice came out just now, he himself was taken aback by his cooking skills.

Special mother, at this time, my own level, what a kitchen king, kitchen god, in front of me, that is the existence of scum!

Yang Mi, who tilted her head and washed her hands on the side, is not the best proof!

"Uh-huh~ohoh~~"

"Okay.... It's so good....."

Yang Mi was eating the golden egg fried rice regardless of her image, and at the same time gave Mu Chen a thumbs up, and her mouth was full of grease stains.

'Click, click' several consecutive shutter sounds, recording this precious moment, "Mu Cen.... You.... You dare to send.... I.... Amu....."

Yang Mi stared at Mu Chen angrily while pulling the egg fried rice on the plate.

After a while, Yang Mi's plate was already empty, and without saying a word, she rushed into the kitchen and began to pull the remaining egg fried rice in the pot.

A few minutes later, Yang Mi was still snorting, and the target was finally placed in front of Mu Chen, and there was still a small half of the egg fried rice left in front of Mu Chen, and it was called a green mang.

Whoosh.

In the end, under the impulse of appetite, Yang Mi snatched Mu Chen's plate and ate it humming, how can there be the image of a popular little flower, and the one that eats is called a relish and a feeling of satisfaction.