He Yanyu returned to his previous facial paralysis face, what was the problem, Lan Xin couldn't figure it out, when she was in the hospital, she was still sticking to her, why did she change as soon as she was discharged from the hospital?

He slept at night, he was still working overtime in the study, and her work was important, so she didn't dare to go in and disturb her.

If she hadn't woken up in the middle of the night and found herself lying in his arms, and just as she was about to get up, she was hugged tightly by him and couldn't move, otherwise, she would have suspected that she had lost her charm.

My husband doesn't eat the lunch she makes, Lan thinks about it and thinks that her cooking skills are not good, and the gap between her and the delivery of the big hotel is too big, and it's okay once in a while, but no one can stand it.

He Yanyu is a picky person, it is a miracle that she can endure her for so long, and she can no longer harm her husband's stomach.

Although it is said that to capture a man's heart, she must first catch his stomach, but it turns out that she doesn't need to grab her husband's stomach, she also captures her husband's heart.

Ahem, cough cough, Lan Xin is a little stinky fart, such narcissism is really not her style, touched her feverish face, and smiled embarrassedly.

Since her cooking skills are not good, finding a way to improve is that people are alive and must continue to improve, right, when she has practiced her cooking skills and surprised her husband, isn't it also very warm?

Buying a lot of dishes at the supermarket and a home-cooked cookbook, she has to work hard to improve her cooking skills and try to change her husband's opinion.

Holding the recipe and studying it carefully, the addition of the above seasonings is very weak, Western food pays attention to excellence, and there are specified grams of any seasoning, and the food made is almost the same in every restaurant.

But Chinese food is not so particular, a little is a little to what extent is it called a little, and to what extent is an appropriate amount called an appropriate amount?

Lan Xin is going crazy, in the past, cooking was all about feeling, just put a little bit, although the taste is unsatisfactory, but it can also be eaten.

Now that she wants to study seriously, she can't be sloppy, she eats in different restaurants, and because of the different chefs, the dishes are made in different styles, and it is rare for two restaurants to have the same taste.

This is the unique charm of Chinese food, and it is also the source of tormenting Lan Xinyi in the morning!

The trash can at her feet was full of failed works, and she looked at the few ingredients left, and then looked at the messy kitchen, and really wanted to throw away her books and leave!

But no, there is no such thing as failure in her life dictionary, so let's calm down and study, do it a few more times, practice makes perfect.

After such a study, noon passed again, and she tasted it while making it, and her stomach was full.

She swore that she was going to send someone a love lunch, but she was full, and she was not hungry, so she forgot the time, and she didn't know that someone was still hungry and waiting for her meal.

Standing for a long time made her feel back and leg pain, so it was better to sit down and rest.

A glance at the time, it's broken, it's already more than two o'clock, although the dishes made have made great progress, but,

It's afternoon, He Yanyu has already finished lunch, and her mind has been stranded again.

Lan Xin was deflated at the thought that the meal she had worked so hard to make would be snubbed.

Get up listlessly, clean up briefly, let's go sleep for a while, Zhuang Zhuang is noisy to go to his uncle's house to play, let him pick it up.

Just about to lie down, Han Zhendong's phone came, and he asked sideways for a long time, and hung up the phone without saying anything, which made her inexplicable.

That night, when He Yanyu came back, he only drank half a bowl of porridge, and the half table of dishes she had worked so hard to make were all colorful, fragrant, and delicious, but he didn't move a few chopsticks, so he went to the study to continue working overtime.

Lan Xin's enthusiasm was hit by him to the point that there was nothing left, and he threw the food into the trash can with hatred, swearing that he would never learn to cook again, tired her for a day, she didn't give any face, and she didn't even have a consolation prize, she was really angry!

He Yanyu likes coffee, but not long after he was discharged from the hospital, his health is not yet well, so he should drink green tea.

Lan Xin went in lightly, carefully placed the green tea on his left hand, glanced at the man who was concentrating on his work, and sighed secretly in his heart, not knowing if he was really busy or didn't want to see her.

Lan Xin is not a scheming woman, it's okay to do work, figure out people's hearts?

He Yanyu didn't give her the corner of his eye, even the thickest nerves were hurt, his smiling face was gloomy, and he turned around and went out.

Lan Xin went out, He Yanyu turned his head to look at the cup of green tea, took it and took a sip, the water temperature was too high, the fragrance of the tea was destroyed, and it was full of astringency.

He frowned, but still drank it, anyway, this is his wife's intention, if he doesn't drink it again, it is estimated that there will be no boiled water next time.

He didn't mean to skip the lunch she brought, but he was just dissatisfied that since she came, what would he do if he waited for a while?

He expressed his dissatisfaction with his actions, and she lost her temper and didn't do the strike, which really him off!

She didn't know at all that when he saw the food sent by his wife, his heart was full of emotion, maybe he expressed his dissatisfaction in the wrong way, Lan Xin would be wrong, thinking that the food he made was not to taste, so he stopped giving love.

That's right, anyone whose mind is ruined will be dissatisfied, not to mention the blue heart with too strong self-esteem, what a mistake!

When he returned to the room, Lan Xin had already fallen asleep, looking at his wife's quiet sleeping face, he sighed imperceptibly, "Wife, what should I do with you." ”

The next day, He Yanyu got up for morning exercises, and came back from buying breakfast by the way, Lan Xin ate sweet millet porridge, fragrant xiaolongbao, and refreshing and delicious small mixed vegetables, and felt very uncomfortable.

Husband and wife get along, the most important thing is communication, what can only be solved by saying it, He Yanyu has her own mind, she has understood, and will no longer be entangled in those who have not.

What is he dissatisfied with himself, he should make it clear that Lan Xin doesn't want to be alone and think about it, and he looks at He Yan and stops.

He Yanyu took a sip of porridge, then a bite of side dishes, and then ate a small long bao, before he looked up at Lan Xin, whose face was full of confusion, "What's wrong with you?"

Lan Xin looked at him resentfully, her mouth pursed so high, "Husband, is it hard for me to cook?"

"It's okay. ”

"What's okay? It's not tasty, it's not tasty, you'll be honest. "Lan Xin doesn't like perfunctory, her cooking skills are not good, and only when she says it clearly will she have room for improvement.

He Yanyu thought about it for a while, and said very cautiously: "It's not bad, it's just that the heat is a little big, and the vegetables are old." ”

"What else?"

"Also, it's a little sweet, and I don't like sweet things very much. ”

Lan Xin blushed, of course she knew that He Yanyu didn't like sweets, and he basically didn't put sugar in cooking, but he could eat sweetness, so he should have put sugar as salt.

It seems that cooking still depends on talent, and it is really not something she can achieve the expected effect if she wants to.

His wife was unhappy, He Yanyu was very worried, she was already angry, and she found fault with him, Lan Xin was angry, what should I do if I don't care about him?

"As long as my wife makes it, I like to eat it. ”

He Yanyu's sweet words didn't play the role they should have, Lan Xin pursed his mouth and ignored him.

When she is still a little girl who is not familiar with the world, a good word or two can coax her to joy?

Who do you like to eat?

For three days in a row, he took back the dishes she had carefully prepared without moving, and she liked to eat them, so she practiced for a day and made dishes that she thought were quite successful, only picked a few chopsticks, and did not move them again.

Forget it, it's not delicious to cook by yourself, and you don't blame others for being picky, let's let him order food, as for being a man, you still have to be self-aware, so don't poison his stomach.

Thinking about it like this, she was also relieved, and after sending her husband away, she lay on the sofa and watched TV, enjoying the hard-won good time.

As for people, as long as they are free, they will think about it, and Lanxin is no exception.

Yesterday, Han Zhendong called, and he didn't have a topic, so what did it mean? After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't have a clue, forget it, her brain is not suitable for analyzing too complicated things, he should be idle and have nothing to do, and talk to himself.

Seeing that it was almost ten o'clock, at this time of the day, she was working hard in the kitchen to make a nutritious lunch for her husband, but she didn't plan to do it today, but her hands were itchy.

After struggling for a long time, she still decided to cook a few dishes, and if He Yanyu disliked it again, then she really wouldn't do it in the future.

He Yanyu was hungry yesterday, and today he directly ordered Han Zhendong to order a meal, he made his wife angry, and he could no longer eat the love lunch sent by his wife, a mistake, a mistake.

When Lan Xin came in, He Yanyu's luxury set meal had just been laid out, Lan Xin looked at the exquisite dishes, and then thought about the lunch in his food box, how could he take it.

When I came to deliver food before, I saw that he was not there, so I put down the food box, turned around and went to find Zhao Mingwei and them, I came early today and wanted to eat with him.

In fact, Lan Xin is also selfish, no matter what, this is her own mind, although it is not as good as the chef of a five-star hotel, but it can also be eaten, she wants to watch him eat with her own eyes, otherwise, don't eat again!

He Yanyu didn't expect Lan Xin to come, looking at the food box in her hand, her face was unnatural, and she was annoyed!

What is he in a hurry? Can he starve to death if he doesn't eat a meal? His wife is angry again!

Han Zhendong's mind was still spinning fast, and he hurriedly cleaned up the food on the table, "I want to eat with my second brother, so I let the delivery in, the second sister-in-law is here, I'd better go out to eat, don't bother you." ”

He Yanyu found out for the first time that the fourth child was so smart, and he gave him a raise when he turned around!

"Wife, you're here. ”

He Yanyu walked over quickly, took the food box in her hand, and placed her on the sofa, "Wife, you haven't eaten either, have you?" ”

Lan Xin looked at him expressionlessly, and really had a grudge against him.

She is not a fool, She can see He Yanyu's unnatural look just now, if she hadn't come, then he must have eaten a fragrant meal.