"You won't blame me, will you?"

When Wang Zhenzhen saw that Zhou Dayang remained silent, she felt guilty. She must have offended him. Misunderstanding that someone has a moral problem is the biggest insult. What should she do?

"Why do you blame me? Do you blame me for pressing my kidney just now?"

"No, it's just...I think of you as that kind of bad person. Are you not angry with me anymore?"

"How can you not be angry? Let me tell you, I am - very - angry!" Zhou Dayang prolonged his words, but his tone was not necessarily very fierce.

Wang Zhenzhen immediately started to blame herself, but she had never had any experience in coaxing boys, so how could she know what to do? Her pair of narrow and beautiful eyes blinked and blinked for a moment, and she looked like an innocent little jade rabbit, different from her usual dignified appearance.

She is so elegant that she is completely different from the other two.

"It's the teacher's fault. He treats you as a bad person. The teacher can't help you anymore, so don't be angry."

"What I'm angry about is not that you treat me as a bad person, but that you didn't even have the ability to save yourself at that time. Why didn't you take a knife?! If you had taken a knife, wouldn't you have been able to protect yourself? You made me very sad, very sad.

, if you meet a real bad guy instead of me this time, wouldn’t you suffer a loss? Remember the slogan of anti-wolf, don’t panic, don’t be chaotic, cut off his life with a knife in hand, rather kill the wrong one than let him go.

Pass!"

Zhou Dayang's words made Wang Zhenzhen's little heart feel sore and painful.

"Ugh... Teacher lives alone and usually doesn't dare to let boys come to our house. I was scared just now..."

"Don't cry, I...I am a little strict, but this is also for your own good, right?"

"Porridge, hate it, who asked you to steal my lines..."

Wang Zhenzhen cried and laughed, and now she felt like she had become Zhou Dayang's student, but she couldn't help her emotions. In front of Zhou Dayang, she couldn't even pretend to be her teacher, she was completely

Like a lovelorn little girl.

"Okay, you sit here, I'm going to clean up the kitchen. It seems I have to take action. You, the chef, should step aside." Zhou Dayang came to the kitchen as he spoke, and Wang Zhenzhen felt a warm feeling in her heart.

, I don’t know how sad it feels to be cared about.

Zhou Dayang used to have to cook every day in the village. His master had no hobbies in his life. What he loved most was food. He wanted Zhou Dayang to cook all the dishes he saw in gourmet magazines. Zhou Dayang was almost dead from exhaustion, but he didn't have many skills.

Pressure will always be needed in the future, that's what the old man and his master said to Zhou Dayang.

"Pork ribs, balsamic vinegar, ginger, fragrant wine, star anise, scallions, peppercorns, starch... just enough to make sweet and sour pork ribs!"

Zhou Dayang read all the ingredients here at a glance. It is much more skillful than making soup there, and it can also satisfy the appetite. Wang Zhenzhen doesn't really believe what kind of dishes Zhou Dayang can make, and she doesn't have many ingredients.

There are some things that are common in daily life, but after he fiddled with them for a long time, he became confused.

"Um...Teacher, how do you turn on the gas?"

After Zhou Dayang finished everything, he realized that he had not used gas. If the chef heard this, he would really doubt whether the food he cooked was edible.

"...He is indeed a braggart..." Wang Zhenzhen didn't even have the last bit of doubt. She was sure that Zhou Dayang couldn't get anything to eat. "Just press it in and twist it to the right."

"Hey, that's true."

Zhou Dayang quickly boiled the ribs in water to remove the foam, then added the ingredients and cooked them together. Then he dipped dry starch into the pot and deep-fried the ribs. He went through fourteen steps step by step before he was finished.

A plate of fragrant sweet and sour pork ribs.

The aroma was already wafting out, which made Wang Zhenzhen, who was watching TV, puzzled. How could this guy smell the aroma if he couldn't even turn on the gas?

Soon Zhou Dayang came out with the dishes.

"Teacher, please try my cooking skills. I'm not bragging. It's no problem for you to ask me to be your chef. I'll serve the food."

Zhou Dayang said hey and hurriedly walked in. Wang Zhenzhen's eyes were opened. This plate of sweet and sour pork ribs was very attractive.

"He really knows how to cook?"

Wang Zhenzhen couldn't believe it, so she picked up a piece of pork ribs and ate it. It tasted amazing. Any girl would be tempted by a boy who cooks, let alone such a handsome and caring boy.

Wang Zhenzhen once again had scenes of Prince Charming-like fantasies in her mind.

"It's delicious. I told the chef to step aside!"

Zhou Dayang is not so confident in his own magic. He is most confident in cooking. He has been doing this for more than ten years, how can it not be delicious? The picky master will punish you to practice martial arts if the cooking is not delicious.

, that’s miserable!

"Where did you learn how to cook it? It's so delicious. If any girl marries you, she will be happy!"

"Haha, other girls may not have this blessing, but if you are willing, teacher, there is still a vacancy in my heart."

"Come on, you have such a sweet mouth. You can just cook a meal to propose to me from now on."

"No, I usually don't cook. If the teacher hadn't been injured today, I wouldn't have done it."

"Why?"

"If people find out, I will become a cook in the future. The most enjoyable thing is eating food cooked by others. Don't you tell others about this?" Zhou Dayang used to cook for his master, but now he has long wanted someone to cook for him.

Make it for him to eat and he should enjoy it.

Besides, don’t all masters like to be forced to take action? If you take action every day, you are not a master.

"Gee, I won't say anything, but you have to cook for me during your tutoring here?"

"No, I'm at a disadvantage!"

"At most, I'll refund your money. How about you cooking for me?"

"No, no, unless the teacher wants to be my girlfriend, I can be your teacher every day."

"You are so stingy. I am your teacher, so you should respect me!"

"...Okay, I promise you that."

In order to eat, girls are willing to call themselves old people. What else can they do? But Zhou Dayang likes to eat here. Opposite him sits a beautiful woman who is also his teacher. A lonely man and a widowed woman live together for a long time.

Maybe it’s love?

After the meal, Zhou Dayang packed up the dishes and walked out.

"Teacher, you are quite tired from standing at work. Can you let me give you a massage? How about it?"

Zhou Dayang sat next to Wang Zhenzhen and said with a smile, Wang Zhenzhen originally wanted to refuse, but she had just treated someone as a bad guy. This time, it would be okay even if Dayang wanted to take advantage of her. He was thinking too much.

"Can you press it?"

"Of course, pediatrician." Zhou Dayang said and picked up Wang Zhenzhen's pink feet. As soon as he held them in his hands, they felt smooth, warm and soft, like holding a good jade, which made Zhou Dayang feel happy in his heart.

I couldn't help but move, oh my, the teacher's feet are too tender, like a baby's.

A note to readers:

There have been fewer updates recently, sorry, because "The Master of Ambiguity" is updated four times a day. This book should be updated more than three times a day after it is put on the shelves. It is not easy to write more than 14,000 words a day, and it is still so cold now.
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