The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 1310 - 1233: He Cherishes It

Chapter 1310: Chapter 1233: He Cherishes It

"You really are a child raised in a honey pot," Fan Rou said sourly.

"Maybe so, so I can only trouble you," Ye Ranran handed another lamb leg to Fan Rou.

Fan Rou took it.

Soon, four lamb legs were on the grill, Fan Rou started grilling, and Ye Ranran helped by her side.

Not far away, music suddenly started playing.

It turned out that everyone started dancing.

"Shall we go dance?" Fan Rou glanced at the men and women holding hands in a circle not far away.

Ye Ranran waved her hand: "No, I don’t like those."

Seeing the bandage still wrapped around her hand, with only five fingers exposed, Fan Rou suddenly remembered the scene of Ye Ranran wiping the fresh blood from her hands.

"Ranran, if I were a man, I would definitely fall in love with you," Fan Rou said with a tone of regret.

Regretting she wasn’t a man.

Ye Ranran really wanted to stuff the lamb leg into her mouth: "Stop dreaming, my husband is the one I love the most, you stand no chance."

"Oh, then I better remain a woman." Being his love rival would probably lead to a quick death.

Ye Ranran helplessly shook her head: "You better roast faster, don’t starve me."

"What are you doing?" Jun Mochan’s arms wrapped around Ye Ranran’s waist, and his lips kissed her face.

Ye Ranran’s face turned red, under the glow of the firelight, looking like a ripe apple.

Ye Ranran did not push him away but instead shook the seasoning in her hand at him: "Didn’t you see? Grilling lamb legs."

Jun Mochan said earnestly, "Sweetie, don’t waste food, tell me what you want to eat and I’ll grill it for you."

Listen to that disdainful tone!

"Who needs it, someone is already grilling for me." Does she need to ask him?

"I need it!"

Ye Ranran was thrilled, glanced at him from the corner of her eyes, slightly lifted her chin, posing a queenly stance, yet the tenderness in her eyes, like a flooding river, was unmistakable.

"What would Ranran like to eat?" Jun Mochan rummaged through a nearby bag.

"I’ll eat anything except for the innards," she firmly refused innards, such as pig intestines.

"You should try pig intestines, they are really tasty," Fan Rou strongly recommended.

Why do I feel like hitting someone? And why do I feel like slapping someone’s mouth?

Meanwhile, the unsuspecting Fan Rou continued her enthusiastic recommendation: "When it’s almost done, add some cumin, some oil and other seasonings, then flip it over, it’s simply delicious."

Her constant chatter was shocking to Ye Ranran.

"Just thinking about that thing being used for excretion, I can’t eat it," Ye Ranran shivered with goosebumps.

Fan Rou immediately reacted as if she had swallowed a fly: "You never made me think about it before."

Her favorite delicacy was ruined by Ye Ranran.

"I’m just stating the fact, any food animals consume passes through the intestines, with all the fragrant and foul things passing through, the fragrant I can handle, but those foul..." How could she eat it?

"Enough, stop talking about it, please," Fan Rou felt like vomiting.

"The intestines are cleaned thoroughly, and the outer layer is removed, plus I think it tastes just fine," Gu Heng voiced his opinion while grabbing two skewers of pig intestines.

He stood next to Fan Rou by the grill.

"We have a lot in common." Unexpectedly, he liked it too.

Seeing her infatuated expression, Ye Ranran couldn’t stand it anymore, she walked over to Jun Mochan’s side, watching him place the chicken wings on the grill.