Therefore, the kitchen in the house is not only transparent, but also very bright. All kinds of utensils inside should be complete. In addition, it's ten o'clock in the morning. The dazzling light penetrates the glass window and shines on the bright marble desk. Even if you just stand inside, it will give people outside a picturesque feeling.

What's more, the busy man is tall and handsome. His originally very clear outline is shrouded by the golden light. It's not too pleasant to match with the red and green side dishes he has on hand.

After a short period of stupefaction, Shen Qingqing finally woke up from her beauty and looked carefully at the man who was cutting vegetables in the kitchen, especially on the dark eyes for a long time.

Whether it's appearance, figure or expression, it's Leng Shaoheng she knows.

But Who can tell her why Leng Shaoheng appears in the kitchen, which is totally different from his painting style? Isn't master Leng supposed to keep his fingers clean Wait, do you know how to use gas tank? Would he blow up her kitchen when he turned on the gas tank?

“…… Why on earth do you have the illusion that I can't do housework? "

Just after Shen Qingqing rushes into the kitchen and shouts "let me go", Leng Shaoheng looks at her with strange eyes for a long time. After a long time, Shen Qingqing can't help but feel guilty, and then tells her all about her complicated psychological activities.

As a result, it ushered in the cold big president tone of difficult questions.

"I..." Shen Qingqing was a little speechless.

Is it a compulsory course for the president to do housework now?

Shen Qingqing didn't understand. She just felt that the world seemed to be dreamy and incomprehensible.

"I just don't do it often, but that doesn't mean I won't do it." Leng Shaoheng explained helplessly and put the shredded potatoes on the plate. "I don't have a nanny in my room, and I don't want to find an hour job because of eating. So when I go back to the villa with Mo Mo, I usually do it myself."

"I see." Shen Qingqing nodded.

Only after recovering from the shock can we notice some details that have been ignored before.

For example, Leng Shaoheng's action of cutting vegetables with a knife is very standard. She doesn't feel stiff. Moreover, the sliced potatoes are even in thickness. To be fair, even if she is used to cooking, she may not have such a good knife.

…… Is cooking gifted? Do people with high IQ cook better than ordinary people?

Shen Qingqing was a little puzzled.

"Can I help you?" After a big Wulong, Shen Qingqing needed to do something to make up for it.

"No, I just wanted to let you taste my skills. How can I ask you to help me again?" Leng Shaoheng drove people out of the kitchen without saying a word.

Shen Qingqing obediently went to the living room to drink juice and watch TV, but she was still a little curious. From time to time, she took a look at the kitchen. After all the ingredients were ready, President Leng looked around the kitchen, as if looking for something. Finally, she stopped her eyes on the wall with white porcelain tiles on the back.

He looked coldly at her petticoat with pink background and cartoon orange cat printed on the wall, then tied it to her, found out the rapeseed oil and started cooking.

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