On the way back, Qin Qinghong seemed to say casually: "Actually, I also know a little bit about cooking."
Xie Lanyi raised her eyebrows, "Oh?"
He said deliberately: "It is said that a gentleman is far away from the kitchen, but you can actually cook?"
Qin Qinghong said softly: "A gentleman never gets emotional when meeting beauty. The moment I met the host, I was no longer a gentleman."
Xie Lanyi originally wanted to tease him a few words, but was teased instead. A trace of warmth appeared on her cheeks. Fortunately, she was covered by a veil, which blocked her shameful appearance.
"Then I will try your craftsmanship another day."
Qin Qinghong smiled and said, "Actually, I can do it now."
In the real world, blue and white particles condense into a human form. This time Xie Lanyi appears, wearing the same clothes she changed into during the last premiere.
Qin Qinghong held his hand in vain, "Wait a little while, it will be done soon."
Xie Lanyi didn't listen to what he meant, "I want to watch you do it."
He was a little curious about what Qin Qinghong would look like when he was cooking. From the looks of it, this man actually didn't look like he knew how to cook.
Seeing his slightly curious expression, Qin Qinghong smiled.
His original intention was that he did not want Xie Lanyi to be contaminated by the cooking fumes in the kitchen. His poster should not touch the Yangchun water with his fingers, so he should be spotless.
But then I thought about it, Xie Lanyi was projected in reality, so how could she be contaminated with oil fumes?
The projection distance of Mengyin is only ten meters, and the equipment is placed in the living room. Xie Lanyi can only walk as far as the kitchen door.
If you take another step forward, your body will turn into blue-white particles and dissipate.
"The host can just watch from here."
Qin Qinghong walked into the kitchen and took out the ingredients to be used from the refrigerator.
Xie Lanyi took advantage of his attention not being on her and tentatively reached forward.
The fingertips that exceeded the distance instantly turned into blue-white particles and dissipated. After Xie Lanyi took his hand back, the fingertips condensed again.
Xie Lanyi frowned slightly. Ever since he first came to reality through a dream and caused the game to freeze, he had been paying attention to the situation during the dream.
However, there were no abnormalities in the game for the next few Meng Yin. A few days ago, he changed the rules of the game to connect Qinghen's arm, and the game had abnormal fluctuations again.
What is that voice?
Xie Lanyi put away her questions for the time being and turned her attention to the people in the kitchen.
Qin Qinghong had already found the ingredients, took off a dark gray apron from the hook and put it on. He rolled up the sleeves of his shirt with one hand, revealing the smooth muscle lines of his forearms.
The thin black belt of the apron is tied behind his waist, making his shoulders wider and waist narrower, full of tension.
Although it is said that men are most handsome when they are working hard, they are no less generous when doing housework, and they even have an itchy sense of manhood.
Xie Lanyi leaned against the door frame and watched him cooking, her eyes narrowed slightly, "Are you almost ready?"
I wanted to kiss him, but he couldn't cross the two-step distance.
Qin Qinghong thought he was impatient, so he turned to look at him and smiled, "We've prepared a dish. Do you want to try it first?"
He brought the braised pork ribs over and said, "Go to the living room..."
Before he finished speaking, Xie Lanyi's hand came over, wrapped around his neck, raised her head and kissed him on the lips.
Qin Qinghong's hand shook. Although Xie Lanyi had no entity in reality, the visual impact was still very exciting.
He subconsciously reached out to hug it back, but found nothing.
Xie Lanyi kissed her and then stepped back. He looked down at the oil stains on his clothes and preemptively blamed him: "Why can't you even hold a plate steady?"
It was obviously him who made the sudden attack, but he wanted to blame Qin Qinghong instead.
Qin Qinghong smiled fondly, "It's my fault that I soiled the poster's clothes."
Meng Yin's interaction has been achieved to the extreme. Although Xie Lanyi has no entity, he can touch everything in reality, even some passive ones.
For example, the soup spilled from the dish just now left a reddish-brown stain on Xie Lanyi's shirt.
Qin Qinghong had a thought in his mind and said naturally: "I can't wear these clothes anymore. Why don't you wear one of mine first?"
The shirt on Xie Lanyi's body is dirty, but he still has clothes in the game and can completely change into his own.
But he didn't say anything, which satisfied Qin Qinghong's small thoughts, "Okay."
Qin Qinghong suddenly stopped caring about cooking. He went into the bedroom to pick something for a long time, and finally took out the most ordinary white shirt.
Mengyin swept across the shirt and appeared on Xie Lanyi's body in an instant.
But this time, it was different from the tight clothes she wore during the last premiere. The top two buttons of the shirt were not fastened, revealing a small piece of snow-white and delicate chest and a small section of delicate collarbone.
Xie Lanyi raised her hand to fasten the button and said casually: "It's a bit big."
Qin Qinghong's eyes were fixed on his slender white fingers. If possible, he really wanted to tie them on for Xie Lanyi himself.
The height difference between the two is half a head, and Xie Lanyi has a small frame and is much smaller than Qin Qinghong.
Qin Qinghong was wearing a well-fitting shirt, which looked like a loose casual version on him.
After Xie Lanyi fastened the buttons, she even rolled up her sleeves to reveal her thin wrists.
Qin Qinghong's Adam's apple rolled, and he turned around and entered the kitchen. If he continued to watch, he was afraid that he would make a fool of himself.
The plate of braised pork ribs that had just been cooked had cooled down, so Qin Qinghong returned to the pot and heated it up before taking it out.
He put the plate on the table in the living room and paired it with a pair of chopsticks. "Master, please eat first. There are two more dishes. They will be ready soon."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and entered the kitchen. Looking at his back, he seemed to be running away.
Xie Lanyi lowered his head and glanced at the shirt on his body. Wasn't it what Qin Qinghong wanted him to wear? As a result, he wore it without looking at it.
Could it be that he misunderstood Qin Qinghong's meaning? I really don't understand.
Xie Lanyi looked at the plate of braised pork ribs on the table. He couldn't eat real food. He needed Mengyin to scan and copy an exact copy before he could eat it.
The function of Mengyin is very powerful. Not only the appearance of the copied dishes is exactly the same, but the taste can also be simulated by analyzing the ingredients.
Xie Lanyi used the same copied chopsticks to pick up a piece of braised pork ribs and tasted it. The taste was surprisingly good.
Although it is not as exquisite and elegant as the one made by Chef Qiong Yulou, it just tastes like ordinary home-cooked food, but it has a special and warm taste.
Just as he was about to taste another piece, the doorbell rang suddenly.
Xie Lanyi tilted her head slightly. Someone came to Qin Qinghong. Is he his friend?
Speaking of which, he actually didn't know much about Qin Qinghong in real life. He only knew that he was a well-known game anchor. He didn't know anything about Qin Qinghong's family relationships or friends.
Just when Xie Lanyi was thinking about going to the kitchen to tell Qin Qinghong, the door was opened.
A woman who looked like she was about ten years old came in, carrying several large and small bags in her hands.
She seemed to be very familiar with this house. When she came in, she changed her shoes in a familiar way and shouted: "Er, are you at home?"
Xie Lanyi's phoenix eyes widened slightly, this person is...
Qin Qinghong’s mother? !
