Chapter 391

But joss didn't wake up. He was hungry for a long time. Seeing what Jing chihan and Li Li said, he asked, "doesn't your wife cook?"

Jing chihan didn't want to look at him. He put some papers in his hand under the tea table, got up and went into the kitchen.

Fu Chen followed him in and saw that he had washed his hands and started to fiddle with the pots and pans. Suddenly, he was surprised: "don't tell me, do you want to cook yourself?"

"What's the problem?" Jing Che Han glanced at him and touched the bottom of the pot. It was useless for some time. There was ash in it.

Fu Chen stares round his eyes and looks at him. He really starts to wash the pot. Then he takes out the food from the refrigerator and feels his chin.

Li Li finished packing and wanted to leave. When she came in, she could not calm down for a long time.

She coughed and said uneasily, "Mr. Jing, I can cook too. Why don't I come?" She really can't think about it. Jing Zong, who is high above the world and doesn't touch Yang Chunshui, actually washes his hands to make soup.

In fact, this is not the first time that Jing chehan has been cooking. During this time, he will also help Jos. In his opinion, cooking together has become fun. Although his cooking skill is still not good, he has got rid of the situation of not being able to cook. He is also a good cook after all.

It's just the taste.

He did not lift his head, did not accept Li Li's good intentions: "you go back to the company, those things, continue to follow up."

Li Li nodded, looking at the movement of his hand, still not at ease.

"Don't you really need my help? Mr. Jing, I cook very fast. I can cook three dishes and one soup in half an hour. " If the material is enough, it really doesn't take time.

Jing chihan waved her hand and let her go.

Li Li didn't insist. She took three steps and looked back. Then she came out of the living room, put on her bag and left.

Fu Chen leaned against the refrigerator door and watched him wash vegetables skillfully. His eyebrows picked higher and higher: "do you really know how to do it?"

"Surprised?" The man picked up the tomato, washed the cutting board again and prepared to cut it.

"Well, I'm surprised. If I make a video of your action now and send it to the circle, your reputation will be ruined. Jing chihan, who are you possessed by? It's not like you at all

Jing chihan didn't care about him. He cut the tomato into proper size, knocked two eggs and began to stir.

Looking at him ignoring others, Fu Chen felt his nose, which was boring. He went to grab a piece of tomato and ate it raw. He thought it tasted good, so he planned to eat a second piece.

As soon as he touched his hand, the chopper banged and stood on the cutting board, two centimeters in front of his finger.

From so close, scared to pay dust hand numb, rushed back, biting fingertips, accusation of staring at him: "two tomatoes as you? I can't eat one or two of them? "

"Oh." Jing qiehan glanced at him obliquely and didn't say a word at all.

Fu Chen felt insulted, his face turned black again, and went out of the kitchen.

When joss awoke soft, he found that it was dark all around, only hazy light came in from the outside of the curtain.

She rubbed her eyes, got up and made sure she was home. This is their room. After touching it everywhere, she finally found the alarm clock on the bedside table.

I took it for a look. It's half past two.

How long did she sleep?

It seems that when the plane landed, it was less than ten o'clock.

She dragged herself off, got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash a little. When she came out again, she had a little spirit.

She went out of the room and looked down from the second floor to smell the food.

Slightly stunned, she went down the stairs.

As soon as she went down, she saw Fu Chen, who was holding a snack bag and eating on the sofa. She was surprised. She didn't know when Fu Chen came.

The bread dough probably smelled the owner's smell. It came out of the carpet under the tea table. When it saw that it was the owner, it quickly meowed and rubbed her feet.

"Bread dough." Joss was also happy. He squatted down and sat on the floor. Anyway, it was the carpet and it was not cold.

Two cats scrambled to drill into her arms. Josephine was so happy that she had never found two babies so clingy.

Fu Chen's eyes slanted over and glanced at him, snorted, turned his head and continued to eat snacks.

Joss didn't say hello to Fu Chen. She was all acquaintances, and she was not a popular acquaintance. She was lazy and didn't want to be a guest. She would not be a dutiful host.

The smell of the food came from the kitchen. She put down two cats and went into the kitchen.

Inside, the man in the apron, with a book in his left hand and a spatula in his right hand, was frying repeatedly. His face was very serious. The condiments placed beside the boiler were in a mess. After frying for a while, he suddenly scooped something and threw it into the pot.

Jos's heart was already soft as a pool of water, and his heart was about to melt. Seeing this, he rushed up and stopped the man's hand: "what did you pour?"

Seeing that he got up, Jing chihan put down his book and asked her, "why don't you sleep a little more?"

Joss said he was not sleepy. He stared at the white things in the pot: "what did you put in it?"

The man frowned: "salt."

After a long, bitter look, joss said, "it was sugar."

Jing chihan

Looking at the scrambled eggs with tomatoes, Jos asked slowly, "is the salt in it sugar?"

The man is silent and does not speak.

Joss looked at his face, puffed and laughed.

She put her arms around him, put herself close to him, kissed his lips, and gave him a hard kiss. Her heart was still lingering: "how can you be so lovely?"

The man was still in a bad mood, listening to her say, eyes narrowed up, pinched her waist, pressed her tightly: "lovely?"

His voice, the ending, is subtly provoked.

Joss realized that his hands were getting hotter and hotter. He knew that he had said something wrong. He quickly remedied: "it's not cute. It's not cute. Don't pinch me. It's itchy."

He didn't speak. He put his head on her lip as punishment.

Jos's lips hurt, but his heart was sweet. She knew he didn't work hard, said it was punishment, but slowly sweet taste.

The things in the pot can't be ordered. Sugar is used as salt. I don't know how strange it tastes.

Joss tasted it, and her face turned ugly. She took a scrambled egg and sent it to Jing chihan's mouth.

When he ate it, his face remained normal.

"Don't you think there's a problem?" Seeing him so calm, Jos couldn't laugh or cry.

The man is eloquent: "what's the problem?"