An Han smiled lightly and gently peeled Nangong Chenyang's sweat-soaked hair off his cheeks. He lowered his head and gently landed his lips on Nangong Chenyang's icy lips.

Nangong Chenyang was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't breathe. It doesn't even feel like it's real......

An Han raised his head and smiled and said, "What, don't you want me to kiss you?"

Nangong Chenyang immediately got up and kissed An Han's lips. After kissing deeply for a few minutes, he said warmly: "In this life, I will love you alone." ”

An Hannuan smiled: "Nangong, I forgive you." Get through it, you know?"

"Hmm. Nangong Chenyang replied with a smile

"I'll cook porridge for you," said An Han and got out of bed.

"I'll help you" Nangong Chenyang also got out of bed

An Han turned to look at Nangong Chenyang: "I don't need you in the kitchen." You go upstairs to the fitness room to get a workout. Just now, Lu Haoguang said that proper exercise can help you quit d"

"Okay," Nangong Chenyang nodded

"Let Xiao Li accompany you," An Han added uneasily

"Okay" Nangong Chenyang still nodded, although it was one word. But the eyes, the tone, were full of pampering.

An Han watched Nangong Chenyang go upstairs, and only walked into the kitchen when he couldn't see his figure around the corner. By the way, Wu Ya, who was watching idol dramas on the sofa, also brought it into the kitchen

"Hmm~ Miss. Didn't you say that you cooked porridge yourself! Be honest!" Wu Ya was watching TV intently, and was suddenly interrupted, her tone full of unhappiness

An Han looked at Wu Ya and rolled his eyes: "I can learn from you!, teach me how to cook."

Wu Ya seemed to hear something incredible: "Miss, you don't have a fever, do you?"

An Han was helpless: "No, let's learn to cook porridge first." I'll do it, you can see which step is wrong and the porridge is so unpalatable!"

"Okay......" Wu Yannuo

An Han's step-by-step operation. Wash the rice, cut the minced meat, pork liver, and green vegetables. Put all the water in a casserole.

Wu Ya looked at it and pouted: "No problem, I'm also taking these steps." ”

An Han frowned and puzzled: "Then why are the materials and pots the same?" The taste is so bad?"

Wu Ya thought for a moment and said, "Miss, if you take down the ingredients, I'll see what you put in them." ”

"Hmm" An Han answered by picking up salt, a small amount of half a spoon, then picked up baking soda and scooped up a spoon

"Wait!" Wu Ya immediately stopped An Han

An Han looked at Wu Ya puzzled: "Is there any problem?"

"It's a big problem!" Wu Ya took the key, looked at An Han and asked seriously: "Miss, who asked you to put baking soda, and put so much!"

An Han frowned and replied, "It's Mom! Mom said that baking rice soda can make rice easy to cook." ”

"Did Madame tell you how much you should put in?"

An Han pondered and replied: "My mother told me that cooking should depend on the feeling. It feels as much as it should be. ”

Wu Ya: "......"

"Miss, your porridge is astringent because there is too much baking soda!" Wu Ya explained on the side

An Han was puzzled: "Is it possible that you shouldn't put it?" But the porridge made by my mother when I was a child was really sweet and soft and glutinous!"

Wu Yafu forehead...... "Miss, it's not that you don't put it, you see, you only need to put one-fourth of this spoon in such a casserole of porridge." If you cook less, be sure to put less! Otherwise, it will be astringent!"

An Han seemed to suddenly realize, hurriedly took the baking soda, and measured the room according to what Wu Ya said. Then stir it up and plan to choke the time

Wu Ya looked at An Han and asked, "Miss, you don't care?"

"Are there any more questions?" An Han looked at Wu Ya puzzled

"Miss, you should always stir clockwise when the pot is not boiling. Once the heat is boiling, reduce the heat and stir clockwise all the timewise. This kind of porridge will taste sweet and soft and glutinous" Wu Ya said a lot, looking at An Han, as if she wanted to know whether she understood from An Han's expression

An Han thought for a moment, then got up and went back to the kitchen. Pick up the spoon and start stirring clockwise

Wu Ya seemed to feel that she had just ...... Busy said: "Miss, I just taught you how to cook porridge, I'll do this kind of thing!"

"No, I'll come in person. Are there any other precautions?" An Han asked Wu Ya while gently stirring the porridge

Wu Ya thought for a while and said, "It will taste better to put a few grains of MSG when it comes out of the pot." Just a few pills, not too much!

An Han pondered for a moment and said, "You go and buy me a kitchen scale and a set of gram spoons and cups." ”

"Miss, are you serious?!"

"Well, I personally cooked all the meals he had during his drug rehabilitation. You cook our meals. ”

"Miss, do you want to be so troublesome?"

"I'm buying a recipe, porridge recipe, and the kind of nutritional matching" An Han ignored Wu Ya's words and explained to himself

Wu Ya saw that An Han was serious, so she didn't say much, pouted and reluctantly walked out of the apartment.