Su Yingyu stuck out her tongue and apologized for everyone's gaze, she didn't expect that her movement was too big, and it attracted everyone's attention. She whispered to Lu Momo: "Momo, I think my spring is coming." ”

Lu Momo covered his mouth in surprise, and then said excitedly, "You mean, Mr. Mo was taken down by you?" Su Yingyu's thoughts about Mo Sifan, everyone knows it, but Mo Sifan is congenitally cold, and he has always been indifferent to Su Yingyu, and they will finish the gossip after dinner.

"Not yet, but I've rekindled my confidence again!" Su Yingyu waved her hand and made a gesture of chanting.

"Sister Geng Qiu will be very happy to hear this news!" Lu Momo thought that Geng Qiu had been thinking about Mo Sifan's lifelong events, and if this news reached Geng Qiu's ears, it would naturally be excellent.

After two days of adjustment, Geng Qiu's state gradually returned. Originally, I was going to go to work today, but I was ordered by Du Zixiu to rest at home, and I wrote a leave note in a fake way, and took it to Tang Ning to sign, after all, Tang Ning was Geng Qiu's direct superior. Tang Ning couldn't help but say in a weird way: "Mr. is quite abiding by the company's rules and regulations!"

Du Zixiu did not answer Tang Ning's words, but watched Tang Ning's unique signature blow, and carefully patted the fake note to Geng Qiu, lo and behold, he never abused his power, this was a vacation approved by the general manager.

Geng Qiu was bored and caught up with the Korean drama, and was in tears, when WeChat rang, and it was Su Yingyu's house. What she sent was a screenshot, and the screenshot was a question and an answer.

"Xiao Fanfan, come back for dinner tonight!"

"Good. ”

Ahhh

"You're living together?"

"When were we together?"

"What do you eat at night?"

Su Yingyu looked at Geng Qiu in seconds, and felt more excited than her, people who didn't know thought that Geng Qiu was in love. She replied to her one by one:

"It's a long story, didn't I tell you about my family last time? ”

"We're not together yet, but he promised to come home and eat what I cooked, do you think I can't get excited?"

"Eat fish at night, Xiao Fanfan loves fish the most. ”

Geng Qiu couldn't help but joke with her: Shame, it's still a little Fanfan!

Geng Qiu also wanted to eat fish, but she couldn't do it, so she asked again: How to make fish?

Su Yingyu shook her head: "You don't even know how to cook fish, what does Mr. Du eat?"

Geng Geng came in late autumn: I bought it and ate it.

Su Yingyu: How can it be the same when you buy it?

Geng Geng came in late autumn: Then you send a tutorial.

Su Yingyu: What kind of fish do you want to make?

Geng Geng came in late autumn: which is easy to do!

Su Yingyu: It's pretty simple.

Come in late autumn: Cheers to our false friendship.

Su Yingyu: Then you can make sea bass, you can eat it when it is steamed.

Immediately afterwards, Geng Qiu received the recipe and required ingredients from Su Yingyu. Geng Qiu took a look, it was indeed very simple, and he calmly learned Su Yingyu's appearance and sent a WeChat message to Du Zixiu: Xiao Xiuxiu, come back for dinner!

Du Zixiu propped his head and thought about how to solve the technical difficulties, and when he saw the information that naturally jumped out, he almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood. Not to mention this meaty name, he is actually happy, Geng Qiu has been a little sticky to him in the past two days, which makes him feel very good. It's just that what does it mean to come back for dinner? Does she want to cook? Can she eat the food she cooks? Can she eat steak? Porridge? Du Zixiu's heart had countless questions, and he felt a little panicked.

The calm Du will never be stumped by these small questions, and he is seriously analyzing Geng Qiu: Your body has not fully recovered, don't work too hard, let's just go out to eat.

Geng Geng came in late autumn: You look down on me!

Janson: If you don't dare, then there's Madame Laurdou!

Geng Qiu smiled at this time: What does Mr. Du want to eat?

Janson: I eat whatever you want.

Coaxing his wife, Du Zixiu is becoming more and more handy, and Mo Sifan should study hard.

Just do it, Geng Qiu took her wallet and went out to buy vegetables, she only saw ripe perch and perch swimming around, she really had to distinguish it. After repeated confirmation, she successfully bought a plump sea bass.

"Kill me, boss!"

The fishmonger looked at her, stunned for a long time before reacting, pretending to panic, "I can't help it, I can't help it!" joked, let him kill the boss, he didn't dare, although the boss was not good to him, but he didn't have the courage to do so.

Geng Qiu also understood, laughed heartily, and pointed to the perch jumping on the ground to relieve himself, "Kill the fish, kill the fish!"

The business of the fish stall today is not good, and the young man who kills the fish deals with it very seriously, not only dissecting the fish belly for her, but also shaving the fish scales thoroughly, as if he can see that Geng Qiu is a layman, that is not, the first time he has seen the person who buys fish to kill the boss. Of course, he didn't politely charge Geng Qiu five yuan more than the processing fee.

Geng Qiu's interest was very good, according to Su Yingyu's ingredients, she bought green onions, ginger and sea bass together, and it took her a lot of effort to distinguish between green onions and garlic. When she got home, she found that the kitchen was empty, and there was not even a seasoning, so she went downstairs and swept the spices on the supermarket shelves.

The simple steamed sea bass tossed Geng Qiu for a while, and finally served in the pot. Geng Qiu walked around the kitchen, uncovering the pot for a while to take a look, covering it again for a while, and seeing if it was cooked for a while. When she finally brought the sea bass to the table, she always felt that something was missing, and she wanted to show off her work.

Geng Qiu took a picture and sent it to Su Yingyu, and there was a lonely perch standing on the empty table. Su Yingyu feels that everyone has talent, and Geng Qiu should not be underestimated professionally, but in the kitchen, she feels that she still doesn't need to go down. But Su Yingyu, who is so shocking, will not deliberately praise her, of course she knows that Geng Qiu's intention is to let her boast. So Su Yingyu took a table of dishes she made to Geng Qiu, and the picture looked like it was from a five-star chef, just five words: color, flavor, and flavor!

Geng Qiu clicked on the video call, and Su Yingyu took it easily: "Sister Geng Qiu, it's not me who hits you, Mr. Du is a person with status, you just make a fish, is it enough for you to eat alone?"

。。。 Geng Qiu was speechless, it took her a lot of effort to just this fish, "What are your wings flying?" With sharp eyes, she saw the big dish in the middle of Su Yingyu at a glance, and it was delicious at first glance.

"What wings fly? I'm a squirrel mandarin fish, okay?" Obviously, Su Yingyu was very dissatisfied with Geng Qiu's description, this was her hometown dish, and there were really few people who could make it. It's not that she keeps a hand, but she knows in her heart that Geng Qiu can't learn, don't waste a good mandarin fish.

"Can I go to your house for dinner?" Geng Qiu swallowed, looking at the fish, she thought she could eat a pig.

"No, you must not show up. Su Yingyu confessed, as soon as Geng Qiu came, Mo Sifan's eyes could still leave her? As soon as Geng Qiu came, Du Zixiu would come, Mo Sifan's mood could still be good? Don't spoil her mind and this table of food.

"Rice, by the way, I haven't cooked yet!" Geng Qiu thought about it, no wonder she always felt that she had forgotten something, it turned out that she hadn't cooked yet, she quickly ended the call, originally she was also joking and didn't plan to be this three-kilowatt big light bulb.

Geng Qiu thought that cooking porridge is to put less rice and more water, so cooking rice should be less water and more rice. There's nothing wrong with that, but young people are just too young. After Geng Qiu set the rice cooker to cook rice, he studied Su Yingyu's table of meals with peace of mind, and couldn't help but forward the picture to Du Zixiu with a debt.

Janson: You bought it?

Geng Geng came in late autumn: Why don't you say that I did it?

Janson: Not really.

Geng Geng came in late autumn: Du Zixiu, one day I will impress you with me!

Janson: We'll see.

Du Zixiu hadn't gotten off work yet, and he was curious about what Geng Qiu had done to wait for him to go home, so he got off work early for the first time and avoided the rush hour. When he got home, he was still a little disappointed when he saw a plate of fish on the table that looked like leftover fish from noon, and he had no appetite at all. Is that why she keeps inviting him back for dinner? He had been looking forward to it all afternoon, and even if it was to buy a table of dishes and deceive him, it would be better than this.

When Geng Qiu saw him coming back, he ran over and hung on him! This swept away Du Zixiu's disappointment, there were people waiting for him to get off work, what else did he want? Now Geng Qiu seemed to have returned to a few years ago, relying on him like that.

"Xiao Xiuxiu, you're back!"

Du Zixiu changed her slippers and rubbed her hair, "I really want you to stay at home every day and wait for me to get off work." He dropped a kiss between her foreheads.

"I'm hungry. Geng Qiu pouted coquettishly.

"What about the delicious table you made?" Du Zixiu didn't open which pot to mention.

Geng Qiu lowered his head weakly, stretched out his finger and pointed to the plate of dead fish on the table, and then secretly observed his reaction from the corner of his eye.

Du Zixiu shook his head and sighed silently: The picture is seriously inconsistent with the real thing!

Geng Qiuquan didn't hear it, and went to serve the meal by himself, Du Zixiu couldn't help but take a photo at the dining table, plus the picture that Geng Qiu sent him in the afternoon, and posted a circle of friends: Other people's wives and my wife!

As soon as he finished posting, he heard Geng Qiu screaming in the kitchen, and he quickly put down his mobile phone to save the scene.

"Who are you?" Du Zixiu watched her bring out the grainy rice that was either swollen or stiff, and was powerless to complain.

Geng Qiu spread her hands, she also thought that she had mastered the essence of cooking, "put less water and more rice." "Sure enough, a confident woman is the most terrifying!