Qiao Xihe's head "boomed", and then the alarm bell sounded.

She immediately put her hands on her chest, put on a defensive posture, and asked, "What do you want to do?!"

To say that he didn't mind her reaction at all, it was impossible, and Pei Tingyuan felt a bitter feeling in his heart that he couldn't explain clearly.

He leaned closer, and Qiao Xihe reached out and pressed his hand against his chest.

I thought he would kiss him, but Pei Tingyuan just leaned into her ear and said softly: "I've been busy with work for most of the day, and when I came back to look at your design draft, I didn't eat a mouthful of hot rice, shouldn't Mrs. Pei prepare a supper for her husband in return?"

The warm breath sprayed on the ears, and the tingling sensation instantly spread from the ears to the whole body.

Qiao Xihe raised her eyes and saw his side face, and she pushed hard with her hand, "I'm not good at cooking, are you sure?"

"Whatever you do, I love to eat. Pei Tingyuan said with certainty.

Qiao Xihe said helplessly: "Okay, but you let go of me first, otherwise how can I make you a supper......"

But Pei Tingyuan didn't move.

She shuddered, "supper" can also have a different meaning.

"Pei Tingyuan, you ......"

As soon as she spoke, Pei Tingyuan let go of her, took two steps back, and got out of the way.

Qiao Xihe's shoulders loosened, rushed to the door of the room as if he was running away, opened the door and ran out.

Pei Tingyuan put his hands behind his back and followed slowly behind.

Qiao Xihe stood in the kitchen with a sad face, looking at the refrigerator and cabinets, although there were vegetables, meat and condiments, but as a hard cook, she was still at a loss.

"Huh?" she opened a cabinet in the corner, and her eyes lit up when she saw what was inside, "and I'll make him this and eat it." ”

As soon as she took it out, Pei Tingyuan stood still at the door of the kitchen, leaning against the door frame and watching.

She heard the movement, quickly hid the things in her hand behind her back, and asked with a wicked smile: "Pei Tingyuan, you said that no matter what I do, you like to eat." ”

Pei Tingyuan nodded, "Yes." ”

Qiao Xihe thought for a while, and then asked, "No matter what I make, you are not allowed to have any objections, as if I have already repaid you." ”

"I want to ......" Pei Tingyuan said: "There needs to be a premise, which is something that people can eat." ”

"Rest assured, absolutely. Qiao Xihe wanted to drive away a fly, and drove Pei Tingyuan outside, "Then you go to the living room and sit, there are people watching next to you, it will affect my cooking skills, and when the time comes, I will poison you, but I don't care about my business." ”

Pei Tingyuan smiled and left the kitchen obediently.

Qiao Xihe stood at the door uneasily, and when he saw someone going to the living room, he closed the kitchen door and locked the door.

In this way, he is not afraid that Pei Tingyuan will suddenly break in.

Without others, Qiao Xihe was busy. Humming a little song, she first took the electric kettle to boil water, and while no one had opened it, she picked through a pile of dishes, and finally picked up a shallow white porcelain round bowl with satisfaction.

"Just right. She clapped her hands and looked at the instant noodles that were placed in the round bowl.

Tonight, she wants to make a supper for Pei Tingyuan, which is a bowl of instant noodles!

There are no leftovers in the refrigerator to make a hodgepodge of rice, and she can't make that kind of delicious Yangchun noodles.

The top-quality steak with red wine is beyond her master's culinary skills.

Fortunately, there are instant noodles in the kitchen, and I just took Pei Tingyuan to try a method of making instant noodles that I had seen on the Internet before.

The water was boiling, she picked up the kettle, carefully poured it on the instant noodles, the water surface was just over the instant noodles, she quickly stopped, put the bowl of things in the microwave.

"Then, then ......" Qiao Xihe was glad that the phone was in his pocket, and he hurriedly took it out and re-checked the production steps.

A minute later, the microwave made a "ding" sound, she took out the bowl, then poured the seasoning of the instant noodles into the bowl, stirred it with chopsticks a few times, and put it into the microwave again.

"It's ...... this time," she said, glancing at her phone's screen as she adjusted the timer on the microwave, "two minutes, all right." ”

She clapped her hands and smelled the faint aroma of instant noodles, a little greedy.

"Or ...... Shall I eat one first?" she said, leaning over to the cabinet in the corner and opening it to find instant noodles.

Outcome...... The last spicy instant noodles are lying in the microwave at the moment.

"It's a pity. She pursed her lips, reached for two eggs, and waited for the microwave to sound again, then took the bowl out.

"Young lady, are you inside?" At this time, the voice of the sister-in-law sounded outside.

Qiao Xihe was knocking on the eggs, and when he heard Sister-in-law Wang speak, she hurriedly shouted: "Yes, yes, I'm making supper in the kitchen!"

Sister-in-law Wang said, "Young lady, do you need my help?"

"No need!" Qiao Xihe shouted again, glanced at the door lock, and made sure that it was locked, so he was relieved.

"If the young lady needs it, just call me......" Sister-in-law Wang said a little uneasy, and then looked helplessly at the man behind her.

Pei Tingyuan touched his chin, "You go back and rest." ”

"Okay......" Sister-in-law Wang looked at the closed kitchen door, thinking that the young lady made a supper for the young master, which means that their relationship has progressed, and she should hurry up and run away from the light bulb.

Qiao Xihe listened to the outside, and after there was no movement, he continued to hum the song, threw the instant noodles with two raw eggs into the microwave again, and turned it for another minute.

"It should be good now, right?" she picked up her phone again, and sighed that the steps of cooking were clearly written, but there was always a feeling of losing everything when she made it, "Hmm? You have to put the noodles on the eggs again and turn them for another minute......?"

According to what she wrote on Weibo, she took the final steps last night, and a bowl of fragrant instant noodles was finally baked.

She took a deep breath, and the fragrance was gluttonous.

Looking at the white and tender eggs, as well as the yolk that was almost flowing out, Qiao Xihe even wanted to take this instant noodles for himself.

Forget it, this time it's cheaper for Pei Tingyuan's big bastard.

Thinking about it, she opened the lock of the kitchen, and walked to the restaurant with instant noodles and a glass of lemonade full of regret, "Pei Tingyuan, you can come and eat." ”

Pei Tingyuan soon appeared, as if he had been waiting for this time.

He saw something on the table and raised an eyebrow, "What is this?"

Qiao Xihe was happy in his heart, "You don't like to eat instant noodles?" Then I'll eat it, what you said, no matter what I do, I will be regarded as having repaid you. ”

Pei Tingyuan sat on the chair before her.