Chapter 210

"Good."

Because of the series of surprises ahead, Mu Yu is very excited now, so he runs down with a smile on his face, imagining what kind of surprise he will give himself.

I didn't expect her to come to the living room downstairs, only to find it empty. She looked strangely at the closed door.

"Ah Huan?"

"Here."

Qin Jinhuan's voice came from the restaurant, and she immediately followed it.

"Hungry?" He came over with a smile.

"It's delicious!" She greedily smelled the food, but still did not forget to say, "what's your surprise?"

Although very hungry, but obviously the attraction of surprise is greater.

"Here it is." He pointed to the steaming four dishes and one soup on the dining table.

Mu Yu can't believe it: "don't tell me that you did it!"

Although the sales of the four dishes and one soup are not as good as those of the hotel, it's OK to see the knife skill. Although it's fried a little bit old, it's still hard to match the color. It can also arouse people's appetite, especially to attract her who is starving.

Even she, a girl from an ordinary family, would not go into the kitchen. How could he make such a work? So she was skeptical.

"It's not difficult."

He seems to disapprove, but in fact, he looks very sad. After she has washed her hands, he will seat her at the table, like a servant, cloth dishes for her, and then respectfully handed her chopsticks, "wife, please enjoy."

She leaned forward slightly, deeply smelled the attractive fragrance, and once again questioned: "did you really do it?"

Although she found him wearing an apron, she couldn't believe it.

"Yes, my wife. Please try it. "

His serious look made her realize that it should really be his "masterpiece". She chuckled and said, "what kind of taste? It's a test dish. I'll bet it's dark. "

If he didn't say it was done by him, she would have moved the chopsticks, but if he said it was done by him, she would have hesitated. Although he personally cooked for her, she was very moved, but she really did not believe the president's cooking skills.

Her tardiness to move chopsticks made him hurt a little, and reminded him again: "please show me your wife."

She shook her head and tried to ask, "can you tell salt from chicken essence? And soy sauce and vinegar? "

Seeing that there were only two of them in the villa, she felt that even if the color of a dish cooked by a chef who couldn't tell the difference between oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar, even if the color of the dish was good, the taste would certainly not be better than eating traditional Chinese Medicine.

"I have no problem managing such a big giant group, but I can't control this little bit of salt, sauce and vinegar?"

"Mr. Qin, this metaphor is not appropriate. Management company is your major. As for cooking, you are Oh

"No vomiting!" Qin Jinhuan pointed at her with chopsticks.

Forced by his "erotic power", Mu Yu did not dare to spit out the dishes he forced in, but did not dare to chew them, for fear that they would be full of bitter taste or sour taste. It was not that she did not give face. She was afraid that her own chewing would affect her appetite for several days.

"Benedict."

He pretended to be unhappy and tapped her forehead with his index finger. Then he moved the four dishes and one soup and all the rice in front of her to the opposite side far away from her. Then he quickly walked to the opposite side and sat down. He filled a bowl of soup. After drinking a few elegant sips, he picked up the rice and picked up the chopsticks to eat.

Only when he ate with relish did she dare to chew.

Eh? It seems to be delicious!

It's not the dark food she imagined!

It seems that he didn't cook it himself! This guy, he's playing with her.

"He took a big mouthful of the soup in front of him. He took a sip of the soup, and then he took a sip of it "Son".

"Who lied to you?" He looks innocent.

"You even lied to me that it was you who cooked the food. I didn't dare to talk about it." She murmured as she ate.

She is really hungry, and the food is good.

"I burned it

"No way! You think I'm such a liar? How can you cook such a delicious dish, a man who never goes into the kitchen, or is a young master who serves rice well by others? "

"Who says I never go into the kitchen? I've been in it n times, OK? "

"I don't believe it! I've lived in your house for months, but I've never seen you step into the kitchen! "

"I've never been in the kitchen. I'm in this kitchen." He pointed behind her.

Afraid of choking herself, she did not dare to laugh until she swallowed the food in her mouth.

"You go into this kitchen? No one lives here. What are you doing in this kitchen? Don't tell me you came here to cook for yourself"I'm here to cook, not to learn to cook."

"Learn to cook for me?" Mu language was shocked.

"How else would it be a surprise to you?" He picked up his eyebrows and was in high spirits? Is it a special surprise? Especially unexpected? "

"This, this is what you did?!"

He shrugged helplessly: "my wife, the dishes are almost cold, or we will discuss this problem after we finish eating?"

She couldn't wait. She quickly asked, "someone taught you how to cook?"

"The chief chef of the Calais Hotel," he said as he served her another bowl of soup, "but it was too complicated for me to learn, so he taught a few easy to use home dishes. How about it? "

She didn't pick up the soup bowl, but looked at him regularly: "how long have you been learning?"

"Nearly half a month, but not every day, but when you are free. Eat it. If it's cold, you'll treat it as a dark dish. " He laughed and served her vegetables.

She still did not move, still just fixed to look at him: "you so hard to learn cooking, just to do for me to eat?"

"Otherwise?"

"Why?"

"Because you said you wanted your husband to cook."

"Ah? When did I say that? "

"It's in your notebook."

Mu Yu thought about it carefully before he understood what was going on.

When she was asked about her future husband's requirements when she was playing a word game with Jiang Wenwen, she thought that Xin Yihan's cooking was very good, so she wrote about how to cook. Jiang Wenwen said that there were few excellent men who could cook vegetables. She thought that her requirements were too high and advised her to change. At that time, there was no Yin Xiaotian between her and Xin Yihan, so she had a great fantasy about Xin Yihan. She put away the note that "my future husband must be able to cook" and was ready to let her girlfriend see her "cook husband" after she and Xin Yihan were together. Later, Xin Yihan and Yin Xiaotian got married and completely broke her mind. She was very sad, but she was reluctant to throw away the note and kept it in her notebook.

Thinking of this, she suddenly thought of a question: "when did you turn over my bag?"

"Just last time. Come on, have a drink of soup, stewed for a long time, very fresh. "

"When was the last time? Why go through my bag? " She remembered that he even knew her aunt's towel in her bag - it was on the bottom of the bag. It seemed that he turned the bag carefully!

Seeing that his eyes flickered slightly, she did not explain. She pretended to have a heavy face and rebuked, "say it! Why go through my bag? What are you looking for? Or do you want to do something bad? "

"How can I do something bad to you?" He laughed unnaturally. "Can't you just be curious about my woman's bag?"

She looked at him for a few seconds, then frowned and thought for a few seconds, and then she had the answer: "you turn my bag to replace my defensive knife, right! Where have you put my silver scalpel? "

She asked him last time, but he said he threw it away. Because there was a conflict with him at that time, she didn't ask him so much. She just returned the gold scalpel he had given him.

"Don't you have a knife in your bag?" He avoided the heavy and preferred the light.

"Yes, but you can't throw away my old one..."

"Not at all."

"Where is it?"

"I put it away for you." He suddenly sighed, "the food is cold, I'll go and heat it."

"Ah Huan..."

"I don't love cooking so hard. Ah

Aware that his confidence was somewhat frustrated, she realized that her topic had deviated from the center of gravity, and hurriedly replied, "I love to eat! I just

"The man who used to cook is not very popular." As he spoke, he had already entered the kitchen with the dishes.

Seeing that he was not happy, Mu Yu hurriedly followed up the kitchen and explained, "don't talk nonsense, who says it's not pleasing? I like it very much. "

He ignored her, just stuffy head, wrapped the plate with plastic wrap and put it into the microwave oven. He pressed it on the microwave oven for several times. It was obviously not the first time he used it.

"Ah," Mu Yu said, touching him, pulling his sleeve and smiling with a flattering look, "do you still use the microwave oven? You are so good. "

He still ignored her, standing alone in front of the microwave oven, staring at the operating microwave oven.

"I heard that the microwave oven radiates a lot. Please stand up."

As soon as her voice fell, he pushed her out.

"Ah! What are you doing? "

"It's radiation. You go outside."

"No!" Understand, she forced to step, while holding him in the backhand, "I want to enjoy the microwave radiation with you."

"Enjoy? Can you use words? How did you learn Chinese? " He picked her up and walked to the restaurant.

She put her face in his arms and laughed: "my Chinese is not good, you teach me."

"No teaching."

"NoHe sat her down: "sit down, I'll go hot."

With that, she took the rest of the dishes into the kitchen, and soon brought the two hot dishes to her, and then went into the kitchen.

She tore off the plastic wrap, filled another bowl of hot rice, picked up chopsticks to eat.

She knew that the best way to calm him down was to try to eat the dishes he had cooked for her.

For a busy man who is willing to spend a lot of time to surprise himself and make him happy, the man who tries to learn how to cook just because of his careless words. She has no reason not to cherish, nor to be angry with him for some trivial things.

Eating, she felt astringent.

Sniffing, she continued to eat hard.

When he brought out the dishes again, he saw that the two dishes on the table were half eaten, and his face was really smiling, but when he saw her reddish eyes, he was very nervous.

"Xiaoyu, what's the matter with you?"

"It's OK. People are just happy. The food you cook for them is so delicious." She blinked her eyes vigorously, trying to let the moisture in her eyes disperse, and she got up to prepare dinner for him.

He just rest assured, immediately press and hold her: "that you eat more, I oneself Sheng."

She bit the chopsticks and looked at him askew: "next time we'll learn together."

"You don't need to learn."

"Do you think I'm too stupid to learn?"

"Cooking fumes smell bad." He said as he put his right hand in front of her, "I washed with hand sanitizer three or four times, but still did not wash off the smell of lampblack."

She immediately grabbed his hand and smelled it. In addition to the smell of hand sanitizer, she also had the peculiar smell of cooking fume.

"Bad smell?"

"No, it's the breath of life. How can it smell bad?" She gently kisses his hand and says in a serious voice, "especially for the breath of life I've got for me, I like it better."

"What's the taste of my cooking?"

"First class! Really In order to prove her words, she released his hand, continued to eat, but also for him, "eat together."

"Just like it. I'll cook you sweet and sour spareribs next time."

"Ah? You can do it too! " It's one of her favorite dishes.

He laughs a little unnatural: "after learning many times, I still can't master the ratio of sugar and vinegar, but the master said that I've made great progress. I think I can definitely serve the table if I learn it a few more times."

"Ah Huan..." Her heart was warm and her eyes flashed with light.

"Haven't you learned it yet? Don't be moved now, you... " His words were interrupted by the cell phone ring, he looked at the mobile phone on the dining table, smile slightly stiff, hang up casually.

At this moment, Mu language has seen the words "Yin An'an" written on the screen of his mobile phone. Thinking of the situation in which he wanted to kick himself, Mu immediately turned his lips in his heart.

"Xiaoyu, we..." Qin Jin Huan just make a sound, mobile phone rings again, see call or Yin An'an, he sink face.

"Take it. There must be something urgent for you, the elder sister." Mu said it calmly and continued to eat with his head down.

Qin Jinhuan hesitated for a moment, but he got through.

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