Qiao Mianmian still felt worried. After thinking about it, she threw her phone aside, jumped out of bed and ran out of the kitchen.

As soon as I approached, I smelled a choking smell of smoke.

She immediately pushed the door open, and a stream of white smoke hit her face, choking her so that she couldn't help coughing.

"Cough cough. Mo Yesi, what are you doing?" Qiao Mianmian coughed so hard that tears flowed out. She covered her mouth and nose and waved the white smoke and walked in. When she saw the two dark and unknown objects in the non-stick pan, she was stunned, and asked with a twitching corner of her mouth, "What is in the pan?"

"Cough." Mo Yesi was also choked. He covered his lips and coughed, his thick black eyebrows frowned, and he lowered his head and stared at the two black things in the pot for a while before he spoke, "Beef."

Qiao Mianmian: "…steak?"

The corners of her mouth couldn't help but twitched a few more times: "Are you sure the steak in the pot?"

Those two balls were so charred that they couldn't tell what they were.

"Well." Mo Yesi probably felt that the steak he made was a failure, and his face looked a little unnatural, "I don't know why this steak... I don't know why it turned out like this. I made it according to the recipe, it shouldn't be like this."

Qiao Mianmian: “…”

She wanted to laugh so much that she held back.

She remembered that Mo Yesi had said confidently that he would follow the recipe and it was not difficult at all.

He can definitely do it.

Now this... can be considered to be made, it just can't be eaten.

It seems that a man as smart as Mo Yesi can't do anything.

He can manage a company with tens of thousands of people very well.

But in terms of cooking, he obviously has no talent.

Qiao Mianmian was not surprised at all. In her opinion, Mo Yesi was fine without burning the kitchen.

"There are two steaks left." Mo Yesi was silent for a while, picked up the two steaks burned in the non-stick pan with chopsticks, and threw them into the trash can with a "pop". "I'll make it again. I have experience this time and I will definitely be able to do it well."

"I'll do it." Qiao Mianmian sighed softly, "You go out and wait, and the meal will be ready in forty minutes at most."

"I promised that I will cook today." Mo Yesi frowned lightly, "Believe me, I really have experience now. If you go out and wait for a while, I can fry the steak soon."

"I just made a mistake."

He found an excuse for himself and refused to admit the fact that he had poor cooking skills.

Is there anything that can stump Mo Yesi?

As long as he wants to do, there is nothing he can't do.

He didn't believe it, it was just a meal that could stump him.

Today, he must make the meal.

He wanted her to know that if he had promised her, he would do it.

"Baby, go out and wait." Mo Yesi threw the pot to the dishwasher to wash, and he would not leave the kitchen without making the steak. "In half an hour, no, at most twenty minutes, I can fry the steak."

"You have some snacks to suck your stomach first, and I will do it as soon as possible."

Qiao Mianmian: “…”

Seeing that he was so persistent and persistent, she didn't want to undermine his enthusiasm.
Chapter completed!