Lu Jingyuan nodded, confused, and asked in a ghostly manner, "Perhaps, what do you think of Xu Youran?"

Pei Lurong slashed at the fish, and this sound woke up Lu Jingyuan.

"Not very good. After a pause, he glanced at her and continued to handle the fish.

Lu Jingyuan pouted, gritting his teeth at him where he couldn't see, if it's not good, it's not good, what is it to scare her?

"Look closely, I'll only teach it once. He suddenly spoke up.

"Oh. As if he was very good at cooking, she remembered the taste of the stewed pasta last time!

Fortunately, she has read tutorials on the Internet, so she can remember these steps to some extent.

Wan Fang was thirsty, and just opened the door to go downstairs to drink water, but she heard movement downstairs, and she quietly walked to the innermost part of the stairs, where the position was just enough to form an oblique slit with the kitchen, so as to see the scene inside.

When she saw her son and Lu Jingyuan cooking, she frowned, thinking, could they be real?

This realization made her not even in the mood to drink water, so she had to go back to her room to sleep and calm down.

Half an hour later, a hot sweet and sour fish finally came out of the pot, Lu Jingyuan couldn't bear the fragrance, picked up the chopsticks and was about to taste it, but he stopped it.

Her big bony eyes flashed, blankly waiting for his answer.

"Have you memorized all the steps?"

Her small head then nodded, indicating that she remembered.

"Now that you've memorized everything, go to sleep. ”

She was stunned, "I haven't tasted it yet!"

"No need to taste it. ”

Don't you have to taste it? Is he so confident? Or is he so unconfident?

It's good to look at!

"Oh. She sighed and turned around dejectedly, Pei Lurong packed up the kitchen utensils when he saw this, but he didn't know that the person went and returned, and the chopsticks in his hand were inserted into the fish body with lightning speed, and the fish meat with a large chopsticks was put into his mouth.

The movements were like flowing water, as if they had been staged thousands of times in her head, Pei Lurong looked at her movements in surprise, and the expression on her face changed from the initial smugness to a strange look, and then spit into the trash.

"This ...... It's too unpalatable!" she swallowed the rude words.

Although she had vomited it out, the sour and sweet taste in her mouth made her unbearable, greasy and seeping, and she took a glass of water and rinsed her mouth.

Pei Lurong was washing the kitchenware while exiting quietly, "Didn't you say that you should not eat?"

It was as if everything was her own doing.

In addition to the taste, who would say that this fish is not good in terms of appearance? But for food, the most important thing is also taste, appearance and appearance are only secondary.

"It's good to look at, I didn't know it would be so ......" Feeling his warning look, she didn't continue.

"You've tasted it now, haven't you? Don't you go to sleep? Don't you still have to prepare for a design competition?"

Although his expression was faint, Lu Jingyuan seemed to read a trace of ridicule on his face.

Unwilling to stay here and be ridiculed by him, he turned around and walked outside, and when he took a few steps and looked back, he saw that he had dumped the sweet and sour fish into the trash.

Puzzlement flashed in her eyes, why did Pei Lurong's dishes look good, but the taste was unpalatable every time?

Is it because he has too much taste? The pasta last time was the same, and the fish this time is the same, which proves that he has a strong taste.

But the taste of the golden shrimp she made at night was much stronger than that of Wan Fang's, that is, it was saltier, what did he say when he tasted it in the afternoon?

The taste is too light?

Since Wan Fang made it, he could think it was delicious, why did he think that the saltiness she made was not enough?

After thinking about it, she could only attribute all this to Pei Lurong's filial piety.

With Pei Lurong's demonstration the day before and the tutorial he had watched for a long time, when Wan Fang taught sweet and sour fish the next day, Lu Jingyuan only did it twice, and Wan Fang was also relieved, as if she was scared by her cooking skills.

The company only gave the design department a week to draw the drawings, that is, the internal competition was notified on Monday, and the design drawings would be handed in next Monday, which was very urgent.

While completing the usual workload, everyone also has to spend time thinking about the company's competition, which can only be said to be limited time.

Lu Jingyuan was even busier, and she had to learn to cook at night, she just wished that she had three heads and six arms, so that she could use it for more than one purpose, she suddenly envied Yao Meng a little, and chose not to participate at the beginning, but it was easy.

In this way, after five days of busy work day and night, the weekend finally ushered in.

The night before, Lu Jingyuan drew design drawings until the early hours of the morning, thinking that she could sleep lazily, but she didn't want Wan Fang's few yells, so she yelled out of the room.

"Is there anything you have to do today?"

Faced with such a problem as soon as he opened the door, Lu Jingyuan sensed the danger and tentative meaning of this problem.

Lu Jingyuan: "I'm going to draw design drawings in the past two days, so I shouldn't have much time to learn how to cook, otherwise I'll learn from you next weekend, right?"

I thought it would be vetoed, but I didn't expect Wan Fang to agree for the first time.

"Okay, then you can paint, I'll go home in the next two days and come back on Monday. ”

Only then did Lu Jingyuan notice that she was carrying a bag in her hand, and she was going to leave.

This is simply the best news that Lu Jingyuan has received in so many days.

"Mom, stay safe on the road. ”

"Well, I'm not here at night, Aunt Yang will cook for you, and you will eat a little. With that, he changed his shoes and left.

It wasn't until he heard the sound of the door closing that Lu Jingyuan finally relaxed.

She rushed directly into the room that had been occupied by Wan Fang for six days, rolled on the bed, and when she was happy, she suddenly heard the door open, she quickly jumped off the bed, but because the movement was too fast, her foot was broken.

Pei Lurong opened the door and came in, and what he saw was such a scene that he couldn't help laughing.

"What are you doing?" he wrinkled his eyebrows and looked at Lu Jingyuan, who was holding his legs and screaming on the ground.

And Lu Jingyuan saw that the person who came was Pei Lurong, so he let down his guard, and tears broke out in his eyes, "Wei, Wei's feet." ”

Pei Lurong sighed, as if he was helpless and compromised.

Walked over and picked her up, without taking a breath, put her on the edge of the bed, and then came in with a bag of ice cubes and a towel.

While using ice cubes to help her cover her feet, he said, "So happy?"

Lu Jingyuan hissed, his brows furrowed tightly, his fists clenched tightly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Can you not be happy? ”

Listening to her tone, as if he was about to be amnesty, and looking up just in time to see her patient expression, he couldn't help but hook his lips and smile.

"Is that funny?" she herself was a little unconfident and wanted to laugh.

He nodded without thinking about it.

Lu Jingyuan wants to die, the whole process of her rolling on the bed and how to break her feet just now, Pei Lurong must have seen it, it is too unfortunate to lose face in front of a handsome guy.

"Did you see it all just now?" she thought about it for a long time, and finally asked.

He nodded again.

Lu Jingyuan's face turned even redder, "You can't lie to me and say you didn't see it?"

Pei Lurong was helping her with ice, and a deep voice sounded, "Well, I didn't see it." ”

“……”

Lu Jingyuan wanted to cry, he couldn't communicate, had he ever seen such a perfunctory answer?

She didn't say anything again for a long time, and the room fell silent, looking down at his slender fingers touching her ankles, she only thought that his hands were so beautiful.

Just when she was obsessed with his hand and couldn't extricate herself, he suddenly spoke, "I will tell my mother in the future so that she doesn't have to teach you how to cook." ”

As soon as she swept away the haze, her face was joyful, and as soon as she was excited, her feet used force, and as soon as she exerted force, she screamed in pain.

He sighed helplessly: "Don't move." ”

Then she fixed her feet, "So happy?"

"Yes!" the wound still hurt, but there was a smile on her face.

"My mother's cooking is very good, and you can learn to cook some that will be good for you in the future. He said suddenly.

Her eyes widened, and she looked at him with some vigilance, "What's the benefit? What's the benefit? Why can't I order takeout these days? And all kinds of fast food products, if I learn to cook, will someone buy those people's things?"

"If there is one more of you, they will not be rich, and if there is one less of you, they will not go bankrupt. ”

Lu Jingyuan's lazy reason was exposed, and she stammered for a few seconds before she thought of an excuse again, "Who said it wouldn't?

didn't want to fight with her, Pei Lurong stopped talking.

"How?"

He suddenly asked, Lu Jingyuan was stunned, his eyes signaled to her, she realized that he was asking about her feet, she nodded, "It still hurts, but it doesn't hurt as much as just now." Thank you. ”

Seeing that she was about to withdraw her foot, he grabbed it.

She was a little surprised, and looked at him inquiringly.

"Ice every half an hour, this foot pad is a little higher, you try not to walk for the past two days, it should be fine on Monday. ”

He let go of his hand and got up.

"That ......"

He paused.

"Can you walk on Monday?" she made up her mind that even if she couldn't walk on Monday, she would climb to the office.

"Don't worry, the driver I gave you can be used at any time. ”

Hearing him say this, Lu Jingyuan was even more worried, "Then Mr. Pei, you ......"

Pei Lurong frowned, "Mr. Pei, you call me that, if my mother hears it, do you wish she wouldn't find out?"

She laughed a few times and hurriedly changed her words, "Then Lu Rong, can you help me change the car?"

"What? Don't like the Maybach?"

"No, no, no. "Can she not like it when it's so expensive?" "Can you get me a cheaper car?" Maybach ...... It's too ostentatious. ”

Lu Jingyuan's eyebrows were furrowed, she was worried that Pei Lurong would not agree, arranging a driver for her was just Pei Lurong's kindness, maybe this car was already in his garage, even if he didn't give it to her, it would be gray, but as soon as she said this, maybe he would need to buy a new one.

Thinking about it like this, Lu Jingyuan regretted his request even more.

"The money for buying the car will be recorded in my account, and when we settle the accounts in the future, you don't have to give me the car money. ”

Pei Lurong turned his head and saw her lowering her head, biting her lower lip, with a look of embarrassment.

"I'll have someone do it tomorrow, and you'll have a good rest for the next two days. With that, he walked out of the room.