After listening to Song Zhan, he thought about it for a moment and suggested: "It's better to eat at home."

"Um... Then I will use the Emperor Song's kitchen and cook a meal by myself to express my gratitude!" Qin Nuan stood up from the sofa and emphasized with Shen Bai, "Dr. Shen, I am very good at cooking. Yes, it can be said to be comparable to a restaurant."

Shen Bai smiled and said, "Then I am really lucky today!"

Good fortune?

Song Zhan raised his eyebrows calmly, and pressed Qin Nuan back to the sofa, "The guest is a guest, I will cook."

After that, he unbuttoned the cuff buttons and pulled up the sleeves of the shirt, revealing his well-proportioned and strong arms.

Shen Bai immediately yelled: "What kind of luck is it for me today. It's simply a blessing. For the first time in my life, I can taste Master Zhan's craftsmanship."

He Wen touched an old tear, and said, "It's also the first time in my life!"

Li Jing was even more exaggerated. Holding the pillow on the sofa, she couldn't help screaming: "Ah!!! I can actually eat the meal cooked by my idol, it's worth my life!"

Qin Nuan sat blankly on the sofa and twitched the corner of his mouth.

Is everyone so excited to cook for Mao Song Zhan in person?

Her craftsmanship is not inferior to Song Zhan at all!

Humph!

After half an hour, Song Zhan brought four dishes and one soup to the table, the color was bright and the fragrance was ten miles away.

The praises of Shen Bai, Li Jing and He Wen were endless.

Qin Nuan sat at the dining table and looked at the dishes she loved to eat. Suddenly, there was a strong sense of familiarity, because these dishes were very similar to her own methods.

Qin Nuan poked Song Zhan inwardly.

Did he steal her teacher while watching a variety show?

Excessive!

Holding the bowl, Shen Bai first picked up a chopsticks dish, and when he stuffed it into his mouth, his eyes lit up and his mouth bulging praised: "My mother! This is too delicious!"

The rest of the people, He Wen and Li Jing, were so amazing after they tasted the dishes, they only screamed. In their contrast, Tan Xue looked calm, only his eyes brightened when he was eating, and he asked. Sentence: "The emperor Song is so good at cooking, I don't know where he learned from?"

After Song Zhan listened, he looked at Qin Nuan, who was serious about eating vegetables, and replied with a smile: "I was on the street thirteen years ago and was picked up by a big sister. She taught it."

"Stream... on the street?"

He Wen and Shen Bai raised their heads at the same time, their faces full of black question marks.

Master Zhan, sultry sister is not so sultry, ah?

Thirteen years ago, you were in a car accident and were in a coma for three months. When you woke up with a high fever, when did you live on the street?

If you want Bo sisters to sympathize, why don't you talk about your kidnapping when you were a kid?

This relatively miserable reality is still higher.

After listening to Song Zhan's words, Qin Nuan put down his chopsticks and watched him blurt out: "That said, we are really connected by the same fate. You were on the streets 13 years ago, and I rushed for food on the streets 13 years ago."

Now, it was Tan Xue and Li Jing's turn to look dumbfounded.

Isn't Qin Nuan the daughter of the Qin Group? How can you be so downhearted to grab food on the street?

What are these two people talking about?

Why don't they understand it at all?

After Song Zhan heard what Qin Nuan said, he was also shocked. The soup spoon in his hand fell into the porcelain bowl, making a crisp sound.

This clear sound made Qin Nuan regain his senses, and immediately realized that he had leaked his mouth.

Fearing that the people around him could see the clues, Qin Nuan buttoned his shirt with his fingers embarrassedly and lied: "I want to comfort Brother Zhan, so I made a joke to ease the atmosphere."

"So it's like this!" The others said in unison: "We almost believed it."

Song Zhan lowered his eyes and looked under the table. Qin Nuan's little hands were restlessly buttoning his clothes, which was a habit of lying every time.

He suppressed the upset emotions in his eyes.

He was wrong.

His thirteen years ago may not necessarily be hers thirteen years ago.

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