Super God: Angel King, takes down Angel Yan at the start.

Chapter 67 Yan's First Step

On the other side, the kitchen.

The kitchen was filled with a pungent smell, a mixture of burnt bits, cooking fumes, and some kind of burning chemical substance.

On the stove, a frying pan was burning with an eerie blue-green flame, the flames leaping high and almost licking the range hood.

The contents of the pot were no longer recognizable; they were just a clump of charred, viscous, and bubbly unidentified substance.

At this moment, Angel Yan was frantically grabbing a pot lid, trying to put it on to extinguish the fire.

But because the fire was too big and the heat was intense, she tried several times without success.

Instead, she was choked and coughed repeatedly, her beautiful face smeared with cigarette ash, her golden hair was a little messy, and a few strands clung to her sweaty forehead.

Her expensive casual clothes were now splattered with oil stains, and the cuffs even had several small holes burned by sparks, making her look quite disheveled.

Right next to her, Thornton was squatting on the ground, holding an empty bowl bigger than his face in his hands, his long crocodile tail slapping excitedly on the floor, making a slapping sound.

His yellow, vertical pupils were fixed intently on the charred mass in the pot.

Its large nostrils twitched incessantly, as if trying to discern if there were still edible parts inside, while gurgling swallowing sounds came from its throat.

"Don't rush, don't rush, wait until the fire goes out; then you can eat it."

While trying to control the fire, Yan also had to keep quiet about the food-obsessed man.

boom!

Just then, the kitchen door was suddenly pushed open.

Su Yi walked in with a frown on his face.

He immediately spotted the artwork burning on the stove, the angel Yan frantically trying to put out the fire, and Soton crouching on the ground, looking on with longing.

The sight stunned him for a moment, and then his lips twitched uncontrollably.

"I'm telling you, are you researching new chemical weapons, or are you planning to set the house on fire?"

Su Yi's voice carried a hint of helplessness and amusement.

Upon hearing Su Yi's voice, Yan's body froze instantly, and the pot lid in her hand clattered to the ground.

She turned around abruptly and saw Su Yi standing at the door with a half-smile on his face. She was so embarrassed that she wanted to crawl into a hole in the ground!

"I...I just..."

""

Yan opened her mouth, wanting to explain, but found that she couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation at all.

Should I say, "I want to win your heart through your stomach"?

But was it because of poor cooking skills that the kitchen almost blew up?

"I smell something delicious!"

Thornton didn't care about any of that.

He jumped to his feet, pointed at the still-smoking pot, and said in a muffled voice, "Is this edible?"

Su Yi walked over, glanced at the indescribable mass in the pot, and then at Soton's expectant eyes. He simply couldn't connect the two.

Are you sure you want to eat this?

Su Yi couldn't help but ask.

"Mmm! It smells delicious!"

Upon hearing this, Soton nodded vigorously.

Although the smell would be burnt to an ordinary person, his enhanced crocodile sense of smell seemed to be able to distinguish the most primal energy of the food.

Or perhaps he simply isn't a picky eater.

Seeing this, Su Yi shook his head speechlessly.

Then he walked to the window, pushed it open, and let the fresh air in.

A cool breeze dissipated the strong smell in the kitchen and also cooled the heat on Yan's face.

She lowered her head, like a child who had done something wrong, and silently cleaned up the messy stove.

He scrubbed the charred bottom of the pot vigorously with a cleaning cloth, as if trying to wipe away the embarrassment he had just experienced.

Su Yi leaned against the kitchen counter, arms crossed, watching her clumsy but hard-working movements as she tidied up, a complex light flashing in his eyes.

He had certainly noticed Yan's unusual behavior these past few days.

She was no longer prickly like she had been at the beginning; instead, she kept coming closer to him.

Now, they're actually messing around with the kitchen?

Recalling the meaningful look in Lena's eyes when they came out of the hot pot restaurant, Su Yi had a rough guess in his mind.

However, seeing this mighty Thunder God of War, who once dominated the universe, make himself look disheveled over some petty romantic thoughts, is quite a sight.

This contrast is strangely endearing.

"Cough cough~"

Su Yi cleared his throat, breaking the silence, "If you want to learn to cook next time, you can call me, or Hannibal. Although he's a bit conventional, he's lived for so long, he's got all the basic survival skills."

"At least, it won't blow up the kitchen."

His words were clearly sarcastic, but his tone was not harsh.

Yan paused in wiping the table, her ears turning slightly red, and gave a muffled "hmm".

Su Yi looked at her like that, and a strange feeling stirred in his heart.

He walked up to the refrigerator, opened it, and took a look.

The ingredients inside were quite complete. Although Hannibal didn't need to eat, he paid great attention to his quality of life and would replenish his food regularly.

"Fine, you must be hungry after all that fuss."

Su Yi rolled up his sleeves and took out a few eggs, a carton of milk, some toast and ham from the refrigerator.

"I'll make something simple. Thornton, you go wait in the restaurant, don't get in the way."

"oh."

Although Thornton still couldn't forget the failed dish, he obediently took the big bowl and went out when he heard there was new food.

Before leaving, he took one last, reluctant look at the charred pot.

Soon, the kitchen was filled with the sizzling sounds of frying eggs and toasting bread, along with the rich aroma of heating milk.

Su Yi's movements weren't exactly skillful, but at least they were methodical.

Soon, several simple ham and egg sandwiches and hot milk were ready.

He placed a portion on the tray and handed it to Yan, who was still standing to the side.

"Want to try some?"

Yan looked at the fragrant yet warm food in front of her, then looked up at Su Yi's face with a faint smile.

The embarrassment and frustration I felt were suddenly replaced by a softer emotion.

She took the tray and said softly, "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Su Yi picked up a portion for himself and leaned against the counter to eat. "Speaking of which, what were you thinking of making just now? Fried rice cakes?"

"6

""

Yan took a bite of her sandwich and mumbled, "Yeah, the tutorial says it's pretty simple."

As it turned out, it was not easy for her at all.

"Don't mess around with things yourself next time."

Su Yi took a sip of milk. "If you really want to learn, I'll teach you."

Yan paused in her chewing and looked up at him.

Su Yi was looking at her, his golden eyes appearing very gentle under the warm kitchen light.

"What? You don't believe in my cooking? Although it can't compare to those master chefs, it's not so bad that it's hard to swallow."

"no...

""

Yan lowered her head, her voice even softer, "Okay."

The two of them quietly enjoyed a simple afternoon tea in the kitchen, which had just experienced a small fire.

The atmosphere was a little subtle, but not awkward.

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