The Nice Chef Next Door Is Crazy.

The worst decision Wen Yining made in his life was to take a bite of his neighbor's food. As amazing as the braised pork was that day, the following days were just as outrageous. First one meal, then two. I don't know when the little chef next door with a tiger-toothed smile appeared at her door on time with a bowl in hand. He looked at her with wet puppy eyes: "Sister, I made the sweet and sour pork ribs that you like today." She thought she had picked up a snail boy. A 25-year-old emotionally retarded cartoonist who was a solo mother was accurately fed by a 23-year-old neighbor with a sunshine-healing puppy. This plot would have been criticized as cliché by readers in her comics. But it happens to be true. The whole neighborhood is his assist. Her best friend Su Xiao is the number one CP fan, and the sous chef Cheng Lang is responsible for covering up. Even the editor Gu Huaizhi, who made her "jealous", slapped the table after getting drunk one time and said: "Have I paid off the debt I owe you, Old Lu?" Everyone knows about this gentle hunt, except the prey. But when Lu Yanchen spread everything in front of her - those dark, uneasy, almost pathological possessive things - Wen Yining was silent for a long time, and finally picked up a pen and drew a smiley face on the last page of the notebook. There was a line written underneath: "Idiot, you don't have to pretend that I like you too." She heard the sound of a spatula falling from the kitchen. The next second, Lu Yanchen rushed out with his hands full of flour, his fangs reaching behind his ears, and his eyes were red. The long-planned plan, with the whole world assisting, finally turned into a sweet hunt that went in both directions.