Su Feifei and shopkeeper Li, who were busy in the kitchen, came out and were puzzled when they saw everyone laughing like this.

Seeing Su Feifei coming out of the kitchen, Situ Jun immediately complained, "Brother Mu Chen, you fellows are too unkind, I want to eat meat, they all took a bite, and Xiao Lanlan is even more disgusting, still The wings are covered with his saliva."

When Su Feifei learned about everyone's behavior, she couldn't help but secretly laughed, "Little Lanlan, your black-bellied mind was infected by your lord!"

"Fengchen, what are you afraid of, anyway, little Lanlan grew up eating your saliva, it doesn't matter if you eat his once, it's a courtesy!"

Su Feifei carefully looked at the two big men who couldn't grab the meat in front of her. She looked remorseful and couldn't help joking, "Okay, what's the matter with the dejected look? If you want to eat, come over and cook it yourself. Come teach you!"

When the two heard Su Feifei said that they would teach them how to cook chicken wings, they reluctantly walked over and said, "Brother Mu Chen, you can't cook for me. Your skills are unmatched by anyone."

"Okay, don't interrupt, do it yourself, I have other things to be busy later!" Su Feifei took three chicken wings and taught them how to cook them patiently.

Seeing that Su Feifei was going to teach the Seventh Prince to cook chicken wings, everyone stepped aside. After all, it is not always possible to see the Seventh Prince cooking chicken wings.

"Feng Chen, turn it over, it's almost burnt!" Su Feifei looked at Feng Chen who was indifferent, and quickly held his hand, flipping the chicken wings together.

The hand held by Su Feifei just now seemed to still have her warmth, and he was stunned again, looking down at his hand quietly, thinking that those little hands were holding him just now.

Minglan looked at the stupid look of her prince, and couldn't bear to look directly at her. She kept complaining in her heart: "My lord, you should stop liking Mr. Mu Chen. If you like Mr. Mu Chen, I'd rather you be the master of Sophie." Received.

"Master Muchen, take a look at my results!" Under Su Feifei's guidance, Sima Jun finally succeeded in cooking a delicious chicken wing, and he took a big bite, and it turned out that the food made by himself is more delicious.

Su Feifei looked at the smug Situ Jun, and silently gave him a thumbs up, what a child can teach! She came back to her senses and saw Feng Chen's black chicken wings, she really couldn't bear to look directly at her, "Ming Lan, you should hurry up and save your master, I can't teach you this!"

Ming Lan walked over and patted Feng Chen on the shoulder and whispered, "My lord, Mr. Mu Chen is gone, so stop staring at your hand, look at the chicken wings in your hand!"

At this time, Feng Chen slowly came back to his senses, seeing the black chicken wings in his hand, he was shocked, it was Su Feifei, that evil spirit, why should he hold his hand if there is nothing to do, He was distracted.

With the help of shopkeeper Li, Su Feifei successfully started a new stove. She carefully put the chicken and coconut juice into the pot to boil. In the 21st century, she often went with the old man to eat coconut chicken all over the country.

After half an hour, the chicken soup was finally ready. She opened the pot, scooped up a small bowl, and tasted it. This was exactly the feeling, and it was so refreshing.