Chapter 15: How Can He Cook?

But when she finished visiting her room, she finally knew that life had hit her not once, but a series of critical hits.

Xia Rujin looked at the room full of HELLOKITTY, all the pink series of decorations, stunned.

Try to think about it, when a house is all modern European, but suddenly there is a room full of earthy and low decoration, how abrupt it is?

"Uncle, you personally asked people to decorate it?"

Xia Rujin couldn't find the words to describe the hurt she had suffered. She could only ask for help and look at Leng Muhan, hoping that he would give her an answer.

Obviously, Leng Muhan was speechless. "I just told the designer that I was going to adopt a girl......

"Adoption?!" Xia Bijin was dissatisfied, "Uncle, you are just my guardian." It's very different from adoption. ”

Intuitively, she didn't want Leng Muhan to be her nominal "father". Although the entire Haishi doesn't know how many people are lining up to be Leng Muhan's daughter.

Leng Muhan glanced at her: "It's very troublesome to explain to the designer. ”

Xia Bijin was speechless: "So you only told the designer that you adopted a girl?"

Leng Muhan nodded charitentially.

No wonder. Leng Muhan simply told the designer that he wanted to "adopt" a girl. Of course, the designer could not have thought that Leng Muhan's "daughter" was as old as seventeen years old and about to become an adult.

Xia Rujin couldn't cry or laugh: "I don't care, the style of the room has to be changed." I'm seventeen, not seven. No, I'm not that naΓ―ve at seven years old. ”

Leng Muhan nodded, and agreed.

He turned around lightly: "Since the tour is over, let's go downstairs and prepare to cook and eat." ”

Xia Rujin said "oh" and prepared to go downstairs.

But when she followed Leng Muhan into the fifty-square-meter kitchen room, she suddenly reacted.

Leng Muhan said "go downstairs to cook and eat", not "go downstairs to eat"!

Other words...... He's going to cook for himself?

No...... Xia Rujin looked at the green vegetables in front of him and shook his eyebrows suspiciously.

She looked up resentfully and stared at Leng Muhan, who looked very calm in front of her.

"Uncle, don't you want me to cook for you?"

She waited for the next critical blow, but fortunately, Leng Muhan naturally put on an apron and rolled up her sleeves.

"No, you don't know how to cook. ”

Xia Rujin breathed a sigh of relief. As long as you don't let her cook. She is here to be blessed, not to be a maid.

Leng Muhan glanced at her and added lightly: "But after eating, you can wash the dishes and chopsticks." ”

Xia Rujin, pawn.

……

An hour later, when Xia Rujin looked at the delicious meals on the table full of meat and vegetables, he left all the resentment just now.

Leng Muhan actually knows how to cook!

And Xia Bijin swore that watching Leng Muhan cook was definitely an artistic enjoyment. There is no disorganization, what kind of knife is used to cut meat, Leng Muhan can pick the most suitable one from a whole row of knives of different sizes.

The equipment in the kitchen is the most advanced and practical in the world, and it is not the first time to use it to see his posture.

It seems that Leng Muhan usually cooks for himself.

"Uncle, you cook so deliciously. ”

Xia Rujin forgot the resentment just now, and the rainbow fart was arranged. In order to show respect for Leng Muhan's cooking, she gulped down.

But she was also hungry.

Leng Muhan elegantly picked up the dishes and chopsticks and ate slowly. He eats elegantly, and his every move shows that he is very well-educated.

"Uncle, I found that I like you......"

Xia Rujin suddenly said amazingly.

"Poof......" Leng Muhan just drank a mouthful of soup, and no image squirted out.