A washed-up celebrity on a dating reality show starts by forcibly kissing a young lady from the Beij

Su Xiaoxiao picked up her chopsticks, took a piece of chicken, and put it in her mouth.

Her eyes lit up instantly.

The chicken pieces have a crispy outer shell, and you can hear a "crunch" sound when you bite into them.

Then the outer shell cracks open, revealing tender and juicy chicken inside. The juices burst in your mouth, carrying the aroma of chili peppers, the numbing sensation of Sichuan peppercorns, and the rich flavor of sesame seeds.

The spiciness doesn't come on right away, but rather spreads out slowly and layer by layer.

First comes the aroma of charred chili peppers, then the spiciness dances on the tip of the tongue, and finally the numbing sensation of Sichuan peppercorns leaves a slight tremor on the lips.

"Delicious! So delicious! I've never had such delicious spicy chicken before!"

[Su Xiaoxiao cried from how delicious it was! I also want to try what spicy chicken that can make people cry tastes like.]

Jiang Jingyan moved! She picked up her chopsticks!

Rumor has it that the daughters of Beijing's elite social circles don't like chicken!

Jiang Jingyan picked up her chopsticks and took a piece of diced chicken.

She doesn't like to eat chicken.

This habit started when she was very young.

It's not an allergy, it's not a dietary restriction, it's just that I simply don't like it.

The chef at home has made countless kinds of chicken: stewed, braised, salt-baked, crispy, boneless, rolled up and frozen into meat rolls and sliced ​​thinly, etc.

She only took one bite of each dish before putting down her chopsticks.

She went through several chefs, each trying to win her over with chicken, but each attempt ended in failure.

Everyone in the Jiang family knows that the eldest daughter doesn't eat chicken.

So when Chen Feng served the spicy chicken, Jiang Jingyan had no expectations whatsoever.

She picked up her chopsticks simply because she didn't want to spoil the fun.

The first piece of chicken went into my mouth.

Her teeth broke through the crispy outer shell.

Then she froze.

The shell made a faint "crack" sound as it shattered between the teeth.

It's not that heavy, oily crispness, but a light, airy crispness, like biting into a golden bubble.

Immediately afterwards, tender chicken pieces burst out from the shell, hot and juicy, exploding in your mouth.

The juice isn't oil; it's meat juice.

The chicken's own juices are perfectly locked inside by the golden, crispy shell, and released the moment the teeth bite into it. Fresh, hot, tender, and smooth – four sensations simultaneously assault her taste buds.

Then there's the taste.

The first aroma to hit her was the smoky fragrance of chili peppers, a domineering and aggressive scent that instantly filled her nostrils. Then came the aroma of Sichuan peppercorns.

It's not a stinging sensation, but a gentle, tingling numbness that dances on the tip of the tongue, like tiny electric currents passing through the taste buds.

Next comes the spiciness of minced garlic, the heat of minced ginger, the richness of sesame seeds, and the saltiness of soy sauce.

All the flavors intertwined, collided, and blended in her mouth, finally converging into a complete and three-dimensional taste sensation she had never experienced before.

Jiang Jingyan chewed and swallowed.

Then, without realizing it, her chopsticks reached for the second piece.

Su Xiaoxiao didn't find it strange when she saw Jiang Jingyan take the second piece.

It's so delicious that anyone would take a second piece.

Jiang Jingyan ate a second piece.

Then comes the third piece.

The fourth piece.

The chopsticks were being inserted into the plate more and more frequently.

Her mouth kept moving, chewing, swallowing, chewing again, swallowing again, she just couldn't stop.

Her body was doing something her brain hadn't agreed to.

Chen Feng leaned against the stove.

He saw the change in Jiang Jingyan's expression when she ate the first piece.

From "indifferent" to "stunned", from "stunned" to "shocked", from "shocked" to "what is this?", from "what is this?" to "one more piece!" The entire change took no more than two seconds.

That was conquest.

It is the ultimate conquest a chef can achieve with his culinary skills for a diner.

Jiang Jingyan finally stopped after eating the fifth piece.

It wasn't because she was full, but because she suddenly realized—what was she doing?

She's eating chicken.

She doesn't like eating chicken.

She never eats chicken.

She is the only person in the entire Jiang family who doesn't eat chicken; it's her trademark, a part of her being.

But now she's in a shipping container, eating a spicy chicken dish made with burnt coffee that's trying to offend her. She's eaten five pieces and wants a sixth.

Her chopsticks hovered above the plate, then stopped.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Jiang Jingyan glanced at him, then looked at the spicy chicken on the plate.

Red chili peppers, golden chicken pieces, and white sesame seeds.

The aroma was still wafting into my nose.

She wasn't eating just to "avoid spoiling the fun."

She really wanted to eat it.

It was that kind of irrepressible, honest craving that rose from the stomach.

Jiang Jingyan put down her chopsticks and picked up the sixth piece of chicken.

She put it in her mouth, chewed, and swallowed.

Then she spoke.

"tasty."

Su Xiaoxiao suddenly raised her head and looked at Jiang Jingyan, her chopsticks frozen in mid-air.

Chen Feng leaned against the stove, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Jiang Jingyan was stunned for a moment.

She seemed surprised that she would say "delicious" instead of "okay".

She didn't say anything more, lowered her head, and continued eating.

[She said it was delicious! She said it was delicious! Jiang Jingyan said it was delicious!]

Does Jiang Jingyan not eat chicken? I saw an interview where the Jiang family's chef said that the young lady eats all kinds of meat, except chicken.

[Yes, yes, yes! I remember too! She said her family had cooked many kinds of chicken dishes, and every time she would only take one bite and say, "You don't need to cook it anymore."]

So she genuinely doesn't like chicken? Or is this just a persona?

Does Jiang Jingyan need to create a persona? She's a rich heiress from Beijing's elite circles! She doesn't need to create any persona! She just doesn't like playing PUBG!

What is she eating now? She's eating spicy chicken! She's enjoying it so much! She's already eaten six pieces!

Therefore, the conclusion is: Jiang Jingyan doesn't like chicken, but she loves Chen Feng's spicy chicken.

[This conclusion is absolutely correct! It's not that she doesn't like eating chicken, it's that no one has ever gotten it right before! Chen Feng is the first to get it right.]

[A Beijing socialite's daughter, with a discerning palate for over twenty years, had her 'foolishness' cured by a nobody with a single free-range chicken! What kind of incredible plot twist is this?]

[Chen Feng: Not only can I swim, dive, use a knife, and cook, but I can also cure anorexia!]

Is this what they call "saying no but doing no"?

No, this is "saying one thing but meaning another." Her mouth has been honest all day, without stopping.

This man is using his culinary skills to pry open the young lady's mouth—no, to pry open her heart.

Sisters, this isn't cooking skill, this is strategy!

Jiang Jingyan finally put down his chopsticks after eating the eighth piece.

It wasn't because she didn't want to eat anymore, but because she and Su Xiaoxiao had almost finished the spicy chicken on the plate.

She looked up and met Chen Feng's gaze.