892 Where's That Bastard Who Ambushed This Lady?

The steaming, rolling aroma filled the entire kitchen.

Bu Fang was startled by the noise from Sorceress An Sheng's knife. He couldn't help but jump, turning to look at her.

Sorceress An Sheng hurried to pick up her knife. She looked at Bu Fang, giving him an embarrassed smile.

However, while smiling, she couldn't help but wrinkle her nose. The fragrance that had filled the air was really attractive.

People could get drunk just by taking in the smell.

Was it really Egg Fried Rice?

An Egg Fried Rice dish could reach such a level?

Indeed, Owner Bu was Owner Bu… They couldn't predict him using their common logic.

Because of this, Sorceress An Sheng admired Bu Fang more.

Using a clean cloth, Bu Fang cleaned the dabs around the porcelain plate, causing the fancy blue-and-white plate to become shiny and sparkling.