Chapter 451: A Dish for Purpose
After a busy day, her whole body was sore and uncomfortable, Su Yuan couldn't take care of her image, and stretched her waist with a big grin, which was a lot more comfortable.
Han Min saw all this in his eyes, with a smile hidden in his eyes, how could he not know that Su Yuan was so cute?
In the dark night, there were a few stars hanging in the sky, and a cool breeze blew from time to time, which was a little cool.
Although she worked all day, it was all indoors, and the sun was warm on her body during the day, how could she know that the temperature was so low at night!
Su Yuan rolled her eyes at the inky sky without hesitation, turned her head to look at the person next to her, and quickly changed her expression.
The shoulders suddenly warmed up, Su Yuan looked at the coat on her body suspiciously, and lowered her head slightly.
"Thank you!" Su Yuan thanked from the bottom of her heart.
She really misunderstood him before!
Han Min smiled lightly, Su Yuan's every move was in his eyes, did he really think that he couldn't see her subtle movements?
The street lamp is warm-colored, and when it hits Han Min, it seems to have crossed a layer of light for him.
After a long time, Su Yuan finally couldn't hold it back, raised her head and asked him, "Are you ......?"
"You ......"
Both of them were stunned, "You say first-"
Su Yuan smiled happily, "I'll say it first, I misunderstood you before, I'm sorry!"
Although the previous things have passed, she Su Yuan has always been a realistic person, she dares to love and hate, what to say, since she misunderstood before, now it's over.
Han Min understood her heart, but she avoided the past lightly.
The two of them walked and walked, and before they knew it, they walked in a circle.
Standing outside the door, looking at the back that was fading away, Su Yuan couldn't help but think of the negotiation just now.
"So this is the real ...... you" The words fell, and a gust of wind blew, blowing her hair and blowing away the sentence.
On the other side, the room was brightly lit, and only one person came in and out of the huge house.
"Hey, why is this so hard to do!" the woman murmured.
A black mass of things in the pot was thrown into the trash, and Ye poured out to watch the instructional video while brushing the pot.
The previous dishes are complex and simple, and she has made them all colorful, flavorful, and flavorful, but such a braised pork rib is still on her bar!
Either there is too much soy sauce, or it is too sweet, or it is not authentic, Ye Tingqing only feels that his head is too big.
"The last time, if you succeed, you will be on the table, and if you don't succeed, you will not do it!" Ye poured himself cheered up in his heart.
This time, she strictly followed the practice on the video, accurately and meticulously measured the grams of all the ingredients, and put them in the pot.
"Ahh
Satisfied, put the last dish on the table, stared at it like a baby, and finally looked at a large table full of dishes, and an inexplicable sense of accomplishment arose.
Looking at the old-fashioned wall clock on the wall, seven fifty-five, he's supposed to be home in five minutes, right?
Time passed minute by minute, Ye poured into staring at the clock, and suddenly, the quiet atmosphere was broken by a melodious telephone ringing.
Ye looked at the phone screen puzzled, this time is almost home, and it is a bit redundant to make a phone call.
"Heyβ"
"You don't have to wait for me to eat tonight, there's a dinner. The cold voice on the other end of the phone went straight into her ears.
Looking at the table of dishes in front of him, Ye couldn't help but feel a little depressed, "Okay, I know, you remember to drink less." β
Hung up the phone, and the surging little heart was like being splashed with a bucket of cold water, and it instantly quieted down.
The picture of cooking just now flashed in front of her, and she stared at the plate of braised pork ribs that had been made with great difficulty, feeling very uncomfortable.
The chopsticks picked up a piece of pork ribs, but he didn't have an appetite at all, obviously it was still those dishes, but because the mood changed during the meal, he suddenly didn't want to eat it.
Ye Qingqing got up with a wry smile, shrunk herself into the sofa, and turned on the TV indiscriminately, the deserted house was too lonely, and the noisy sound of the TV could give her some comfort.
On the other side, in the box of the high-end restaurant, Gu Beilin smiled and put the food in his mouth.
This kind of dinner is just to facilitate the contract, and who can really eat with peace of mind?
Slender fingers pinched the glass, and the scarlet liquid in the glass swayed in the direction of the turn.
"Then I wish us a happy cooperation!"
The boss on the other side was particularly satisfied with this cooperation and shook hands with him with a smile.
"It's my honor to cooperate with Mr. Gu!"
Gu Beilin smiled and said nothing, the goal was achieved, it was time to go back.
After getting into the car, Chen Xingzhi looked at the president in the back seat and was a little worried.
In the past few days, in order to negotiate the cooperation company, the whole company is working overtime, and their president is even more busy and can't take care of eating.
Of the three meals a day, almost none of them are eaten on time and on time, even the iron body can't withstand such boiling!
Originally, the stomach was not good when I often went to socialize, but I drank so much wine on an empty stomach tonight, and the dishes on the table were big fish and meat, and they were greasy and unpalatable.
Since he was out of the restaurant, the president was already uncomfortable, right?
But worry is worry, he will never say what he thinks in his heart, after all, this is Gu Beilin's rules.
The car drove smoothly, and the strings that had been stretched for so long finally loosened, and the sleepiness rushed straight to the top of the head.
Gu Beilin rubbed his temples, tilted his head slightly, and closed his deep eyes.
I don't know how long it took, Chen Xingzhi opened the back door and said respectfully: "President, it's here." β
The door opened as soon as I pushed it, and as soon as I entered, I saw the woman on the sofa in the living room.
A pair of good-looking brows involuntarily wrinkled together, it was almost ten o'clock, and she fell asleep here!
Hearing the sound, Lin rubbed his eyes in a daze, Xu was still sleepy, and his voice was a little soft: "You're back?"
His eyes moved down, and he suddenly saw his hand covering his stomach, and his eyes lit up, "Are you not full? There are still vegetables at home, I'll give you hot water!"
After speaking, without waiting for him to respond, the person had already run into the kitchen happily.
Gu Beilin shook his head, quietly waiting for her masterpiece.
Plates of dishes were served one after another, and Gu Beilin had to wonder if she had eaten.
Xu is eyes were a little hot, Lin looked away with affection, and pushed the dish in front of him, "You can taste it!"
There was still some expectation between the words, more than half of these dishes were new, and she had tasted it well, but this sentence was different from the man's mouth.
Under her expectant gaze, Gu Beilin picked up a piece of pork ribs, and looked good......
"Well done. The words of praise suddenly hit Lin Qianqing.
The stone in his heart fell because of his words, and finally, the night was not in vain.
A big smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she tilted her head, "Don't go out to eat in the future, the nutrition made at home is still hygienic!"
Of course, there must still be entertainment, but she will always cook a meal when he is not entertaining, and wait for him to come home for dinner like a wife usually waits for her husband.
Gu Beilin was infected by her gaze and nodded from the bottom of his heart.