Murong Ting took a deep breath: "Not that we haven't finished our work for him yet."

Lin Cheng: "..."

Faced with Murong Ting's comfort, he didn't know what to say for a moment.

After a while, the chicken was blood-released, and was scalded and bald, and was completely dismembered by the five horses.

"Hey, you guys have a good time today. I'll make you a genuine pheasant stewed mushrooms for you. The taste is pretty good. Lin Ting will eat more later!"

Murong Ting had a pale face and reluctantly smiled and responded: "Okay."

Yan Heli was satisfied: "You guys help me watch the pot, and I'll pick some wild vegetables in the field."

Murong Ting nodded.

Yan Heli came back soon.

He was carrying a wild vegetable basket in his hand and was walking home while looking at the message on his phone.

The news was sent by Kong Wange.

"Master, we went to the town to buy something, and it was delayed. Now it's almost here."

"Well, what else do you want to eat? Master will make it for you."

"I want to eat your specialty fried yellow beef!"

"OK!"

Putting down the phone and putting down the wild vegetables, Yan Heli saw Murong Ting and Lin Cheng really did their best to show him the fire.

But the two of them were in a hurry to add fire to the firewood stove.

He snorted and laughed, then closed his expression and stepped forward: "How is it?"

Seeing this, Murong Ting stood up and coughed lightly, "The fire is about to go out just now, we have added some firewood to it."

"Well, your clothes are very difficult to make. I'm going to change your clothes."

After a while, Yan Heli took out two sets of clothes and said, "Here, you can try it, see if it fits."

Murong Ting looked at the clothes and paused slightly.

Gray casual pants and bean green polo shirts are simple but not lacking in fashion.

This dress is for men, but it is obviously not worn by Mr. Yan at his age.

He became alert in an instant: "Mr. Yan, are there other men living here?"

Yan Heli gave the clothes in his hand to Murong Ting, and said half-truely: "Hey, Xiao Ge'er, it's not a good point, it's just that she looks good, there are many suitors around her, and they come to accompany me if they have nothing to do.

Sometimes I stay here when I’m late, and these clothes are left behind by them.”

Murong Ting, Lin Cheng: "Suitor?"

"Why, Xiao Ge'er is beautiful and kind-hearted. It's abnormal to have more than 20 suitors?"

"Ten or twenty?!"

Lin Cheng widened his eyes and murmured to Murong Ting: "Mr. Ting, you're done!"

Murong Ting glared at Lin Cheng, feeling irritated, and asked, "Mr. Yan, among these suitors, is there a man who drives Bentley? Do you know who he is?"

"Ah, everyone who chases Xiao Ge'er is tall, rich and handsome, but many people who drive Bentleys are. Which one are you talking about?"

Murong Ting: "..."

He took a deep breath and asked from a different angle: "Mr. Yan, I heard Wanwan say that she would come with a man later?"

Yan Heli nodded: "Yes, what's wrong?"

"Are you familiar with that man?"

"It's hard to be unfamiliar with it." Yan Heli did not say it out loud.

"Oh, that's it," Murong Ting smiled hypocritically: "Don't come for nothing if I come here. Since they are all Wanwan's friends, I must take good care of you. By the way, what kind of dishes does Wanwan like to eat

Ah, let me see if I will do it.”

Yan Heli looked him up and down, then said, "Small fried yellow beef."

"Oh, this dish..." Murong Ting slammed Lin Cheng next to him.

Lin Cheng hurriedly said, "If you want to prepare this dish well, it depends on real kung fu. Brother Ting, are you in trouble?"

Murong Ting said regretfully: "It seems that he can't help Mr. Yan anymore."

"It's easy to say," Yan Heli said indifferently: "You are guests and you didn't want you to cook. Go and rest in the house."


Chapter completed!