During this time, because Qin Lang had an important meeting to go abroad for a few days, and Gu Nian's design was also at a critical time, there was no way to accompany him, for fear that Gu Nian would not be safe at home alone, Qin Lang called Zhou Xi to accompany him.

As a result, it is said that Xiao Bie is better than a newlywed.

During Qin Lang's absence, Gu Nian pinned his thoughts on improving his cooking skills.

Naturally, the day Qin Lang flew back from Switzerland, he inevitably wanted to taste the dark cuisine full of love.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that the next morning, Qin Lang was in the room with jet lag, and Gu Nian appeared beside his bed with a smile on his face, and said very happily:

"Honey, are you awake, hungry or not, breakfast is ready. ”

Although he was still a little awake, when he heard the word breakfast, Qin Lang was stunned for a moment and asked, "What breakfast ......?"

Gu Nian chuckled, charming and charming: "Guess!"

Qin Lang raised his forehead, wouldn't it be some kind of dark cuisine, he silently burned a stick of incense for himself in his heart, but in the end he still smiled and said:

"Tangyuan?"

Gu Nian shook his head: "You guess again!"

Qin Lang chuckled in his heart: "Dumplings?"

Gu Nian continued to shake his head: "Why don't you go and guess a little......"

Qin Lang completely overcame the jet lag: "Hand grasping the cake?"

As a result, I guessed all the breakfast varieties that could be safe and error-free, but I saw Gu Nian pouting and saying, "Oh, it's stupid, fried cowpea and pickle rice, you can't guess it?"

Uh, hearing such a long breakfast name, Qin Lang was blacked out at that time.

After all, with his understanding of rice, even the hard rice last night can be used as a broken stone to beat people, how can it be fried rice?

But who told the family that the rice had just run out?

Zhou Xi and Gu Nian had a whimsical idea to try India's organic small white rice......

The matter has come to this, seeing that after Gu Nian happily tasted it, an indescribable expression appeared on his face, and Qin Lang had no choice but to suppress the shock of taking off, and said in a gentle voice:

"Wow, Niannian, I admire you, you're so good at making breakfast!"

Noticing that Gu Nian was stunned, Qin Lang hugged her from behind and said, "After eating your rice yesterday, I have been wanting to make it into porridge." But I thought I had told you in a dream, but I didn't say it......"

After eating silently for a while, seeing that Gu Nian still had no sound, Qin Lang added quite excitedly: "Ah, this is simply delicious!"

Finally Qin Lang was taken aback, and he didn't understand very well, so Gu Nian asked in a low voice:

"Is cowpea pickles delicious?"

Qin Lang: "No, your fried food is delicious!"

You think, other people's cooking is the moist effect of eggs wrapped in rice, and the rice has to stick to the eggs.

How special you are.

Rice is rice, eggs are eggs, refreshing!"

As a result, although Qin Lang's praise sounded weird, Gu Nian was still successfully amused by him, and said to himself: "Oh, too, does it feel like Thai pilaf?"

Ben just wanted to say something nice to comfort the little woman, but I didn't expect her to take it seriously.

His affectionate eyes were dyed with pity, Qin Lang smiled, his words full of ridicule: "I said you, are you really serious?

However, after someone was "falsely praised", he couldn't listen to anything else, so he was very relieved and seriously tasted fried rice again, and his eyes narrowed into a slit and said: "Well, it really tastes like millet~"

Qin Lang: "......"

***

In this way, after eating around a bowl of fried rice that choked people to death for a while, Qin Lang finally couldn't help it, turned his head to look at Gu Nian and smiled: "Baby, I want to drink milk......"

Gu Nian: "Hot milk?"

Qin Lang: "Hmm. ”

Thinking of someone's dark cuisine, in order to encourage Gu Nian not to give up the entire kitchen because of a failed egg fried rice, Qin Lang thought for a while and said, "If the other milk is not hot milk, there is no difficulty at all, can I find you?"

As a result, Gu Nian was really happy when he heard it, got up suddenly, and walked towards the kitchen with a smile on his face: "I guess it is!"

In this way, a certain encouraged head of the dark cooking world was very comfortable in the kitchen heating the milk, busy up and down, until Qin Lang at the dining table heard the sound of milk splashing on the glass stove in a large area.

Qin Lang: "Honey, have you turned off the fire, the milk seems to have come out?"

Finding the tragic situation in the kitchen, Gu Nian responded with a little mosquito voice: "I just went to get a cup...... This milk is too disturbing to give birth......"

Qin Lang couldn't help laughing, and walked to Gu Nian's side as he spoke: "Then you have to stay away from the heat source, don't get hot!"

Then seeing the shape of the milk, Qin Lang smiled: "Is this the art shape you made?"

Gu Nian was silent for a while, and then stared at the flower-like milk stains on the stove after the pot was removed, and then laughed out loud, nodded and said:

"Well, others are froths, but I'm a milk-pumping model. ”

She was meaningful and highly recognized Qin Lang's vision.

Qin Lang hugged Gu Nian's arms and tightened again, and pressed his chin close to Gu Nian's neck: "Don't tease me, after all, I laugh low." ”

The warm breath blew in Gu Nian's ears, Gu Nian smiled in his eyes, and a flower bloomed in his heart: "Thanks to your low smile, otherwise how can I show my humor?"