Su Youmeng's posture with chopsticks is indeed not very standard, but it's not a big problem.
Fang Yu took his chopsticks and demonstrated to Su Youmeng: "Like me, put your index finger here and your middle finger here. Try it."
Su Youmeng tilted her little head and looked at the chopsticks in Fang Yu's hand. After a while, she began to adjust her posture with the chopsticks.
However, it is not easy to correct the habits of 20 years in a short period of time.
After she adjusted to a position that she felt was correct, she couldn't wait to hand it to Fang Yu for viewing.
Two big watery eyes looked at Fang Yu eagerly, like a child waiting to be praised by an adult.
"Look at me, is that right?"
"That's wrong." Fang Yu stretched out one hand to hold Su Youmeng's chopsticks, and held her fingers with the other hand to adjust them.
Fang Yu had an instinctive reaction. As a "teacher", he has to be responsible for his "students".
However, the moment his hand touched Su Youmeng's fingers, Su Youmeng's whole body felt like an electric shock.
His mind went blank for a moment, his cheeks suddenly turned red, and even the tips of his ears were pink.
It felt like I was about to be steamed, and even my ear holes were steaming out.
His fingers froze and allowed Fang Yu to fiddle with them.
Growing up, except for her father and brother, she had never had any contact with strange men outside.
Fang Yu was the first.
Even though it was just a touch of hands. But for her, it was already too intimate an act.
She didn't know how to react to the sudden touch.
"This finger should be placed here, that's it!" Fang Yu didn't know what Su Youmeng was thinking. After he corrected her movements, he said with satisfaction.
"Remember this posture, take it again and let me see."
Su Youmeng still doesn't remember any postures, but now her mind is empty.
The whole state is - who am I, where am I, what am I doing?
He sat there with his body upright, and it was good that he didn't forget his original posture of holding chopsticks.
Seeing that she was still moving, Fang Yu shifted his gaze from the chopsticks to Su Youmeng's face in confusion.
He frowned and said, "Why is your face so red? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Su Youmeng finally regained consciousness, quickly held her cheeks with both hands, and stammered: "Ah...I...it seems that the air conditioner is turned on a bit high, it's quite hot...ha...haha..."
Then he stood up from his seat and rushed towards the kitchen: "Do you want to eat fruit? I'll peel some fruit."
I ran too fast and accidentally hit my head on the kitchen door frame, causing me to take two steps back.
Fang Yu: "Are you okay?"
I wanted to get up and check the situation.
But she saw Su Youmeng raised her hand to rub the hit forehead, then punched the door frame angrily, then quickly rushed into the kitchen and closed the door.
Seeing Su Youmeng's reckless behavior, Fang Yu smiled and shook his head.
They say rabbits have bad eyesight, and it seems to be true.
[Hahaha... Mengmeng is so cute! 】
[Fang Yu, stay away from our Mengmeng home! ! Come to my arms, cute! 】
[Is she shy? Fang Yu, a straight man, didn't notice it at all. It's true. 】
[Fang Yu, what nonsense are you talking about? What posture? I don't understand……】
Inside the heartbeat cabin.
Fang Yu heard the sound of water coming from the kitchen, and it seemed that he was really washing fruits.
He picked up his chopsticks again and started eating the steak.
Since he was interrupted when he was about to eat steak, he hasn't taken a bite until now, and his stomach is growling with hunger.
I never imagined that it would be so difficult to even eat.
He brought the steak to his mouth and took a big bite.
A fishy smell instantly spread in his mouth and went straight to his forehead. When he lowered his head and looked at the steak he had bitten, there was blood coming out.
Fang Yu suddenly felt nauseous.
He spat out the half-chewed steak: "It's not cooked yet, it needs to be fried again."
He really couldn't bear to eat half-cooked beef, so he wanted to re-fry it before eating it.
However, as soon as he stood up, Tan Yuan's slightly mocking voice came over.
"What are you going to do? You don't want to fry your steak again, do you? A medium-rare steak is the most tender and delicious, but you don't know how to eat it yourself."
Originally, he was on Zhao Wen's side when it came to Fang Yu eating steak with chopsticks, and Fang Yu didn't have a good impression.
Fang Yu taught Su Youmeng to hold chopsticks, which made him even more unhappy.
Seeing the two of them next to each other makes my eyes irritate, but it's hard to say anything because of the camera.
Now Fang Yu was doing this again, making him even more unhappy.
He spent a lot of money and connections to buy these whole-blood steaks, and he shared them with everyone. They were enough to make his meat hurt for a long time.
If it weren't for the three female guests, he wouldn't be willing to share it.
Fang Yu and Zhao Wen themselves borrowed the light of the three female guests, and now Fang Yu, a country bumpkin, doesn't know the difference.
He just felt that his high-quality steak was fed to the dogs and wasted.
My heart is bleeding.
I couldn't help but speak.
"Don't take it back and fry it again. I see you are having trouble eating it. Just stop eating it and return the steak to me."
Fang Yu paused for a moment: "I don't know how to eat? Are you really good at eating?"
His eyes condensed: "On the territory of the Dragon Kingdom, the largest country in food, you are talking so much about a piece of half-cooked beef that is sprinkled with some pepper. I wonder where you will eat it?"
"What else is 5-rare and 7-rare? Who defines and judges it?"
Tan Yuan was speechless. In the end, he squeezed his neck and squeezed out only one word: "You..."
Fang Yu pushed the steak in front of Tan Yuan and continued: "It's as if no one cares about it, and it won't even be heated."
I didn't finish one bite of the steak, and I was still hungry, so I was quite angry.
He can not give the steak to himself in the first place, but what does it mean to give it out and then take it back?
It's really frustrating.
He even forced himself to eat things he didn't like, making Fang Yu feel uncomfortable.
He stood up and walked towards the kitchen: "I remember there is a piece of beef left by the show crew in the refrigerator. Believe it or not, I can make it taste better than your steak."
Hearing this, Yun Yatong and Yu Mengfan both laughed. They did not expect that anyone would compare high-quality whole-blood Wagyu beef with ordinary beef.
What an eye-opener.
Tan Yuan also laughed angrily: "Ha... Do you know what you are talking about? This is top-quality whole-blood beef. The cattle are shipped from abroad and have pure blood. How can it taste like the mixed beef in the refrigerator?" Comparison of."
Fang Yu felt funny and speechless, and even gave the steak a higher grade.
Sometimes what you value may be nothing to others.
No matter what kind of beef it is, to Fang Yu, it is just a piece of meat for satiety.
He didn't want to argue with Tan Yuan anymore, so he just replied lightly: "I'll know after I make it whether it can be compared."
With that said, he opened the kitchen door.
