Guan Mufeng didn't sleep until late at night. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He stood on the balcony in a thin shirt, the night breeze was gentle, slightly chilly. The anger in his eyes subsided, and there was more indifference.

It's just a meal, why should she care, will she really cook for herself?

Guan Mufeng smiled self-deprecatingly, and the picture of her buying all kinds of fish, meat, fruits and vegetables in a large bag a few days ago suddenly flashed in front of her eyes.

Almost uncontrollably, he strode downstairs into the kitchen, opened the cabinets and refrigerator and examined them one by one. In the end, only a few eggs and a few heads of onions and garlic were found in a small bowl.

A starlight lit up under his eyes, then he scanned the polished marble countertop, and finally fixed his gaze on the sink.

Although Qiao Yingying has cleaned everywhere, it is inevitable that there will be omissions. He lifted the double spill in the sink and saw that there were a lot of vegetable crumbs left inside.

So, did she try to cook? So, what about the dishes?

He has always been a temper that breaks the casserole and asks to the end.

So he looked at the clean trash can, hesitated for a moment, and then gritted his teeth and went out the door, finding Qiao Yingying's garbage bags piled up outside the gate. He took a deep breath, his fingers trembling slightly as he unsealed the garbage bag.

After a few moments, he finally found some suspicious remnants.

These black, burnt and mushy things still exude the smell of food, Guan Mufeng couldn't help but twitch his eyes, but his complexion finally eased completely.

It turned out that I still put my mind into it, but I was too stupid. Guan Mufeng, who returned to the room, thought like this, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and suddenly remembered something, and his face sank again.

The next morning, Qiao Yingying got up earlier than before, and when she went downstairs, she found that Guan Mufeng was already there.

Mr. deliberately got up so early, is it to tell me that I will not use it in the future? Qiao Yingying's heart suddenly sank, and her little face was full of loss.

"Come here. Guan Mufeng saw Qiao Yingying standing at the top of the stairs, and called out in a flat tone.

Qiao Yingying bit her lower lip lightly, took heavy steps, and leaned towards Guan Mufeng little by little. She is not short at 165, but she is still only up to Guan Mufeng's chin, and with her head down at the moment, she only reaches her shoulders.

"Do you know it's wrong?" Guan Mufeng looked at her lowered head and said condescendingly.

The little head in front of him nodded.

"Don't do it again next time. His voice was somewhat soft.

Next time?Qiao Yingying's head spun around, and she suddenly raised it in surprise, and looked at Guan Mufeng in disbelief: "Sir... Won't you drive me away?"

Her fawn-like dark eyes shone brightly, and her joy almost overflowed.

Guan Mufeng also seemed to be infected by her, the lines of his facial features were incredibly soft, but his voice was still cold: "I can keep you, but from today onwards, dinner must be prepared well." ”

Prepare well? That is, you can't just make noodles?

But how can there be a nanny who can't cook, Mr. gave this job because he saw that he was pitiful, and she had to cherish it.

She suddenly said with determination, "Sir, I'm not very good at cooking yet, but I'll try to learn!"

"Yes. Guan Mufeng nodded lightly and looked at his watch, "You prepare breakfast now, I'll go out for a run." ”

After Guan Mufeng left, Qiao Yingying stood in the kitchen and sighed for several minutes at the few eggs and a few onions and garlic that she had found only after rummaging through all the places.

It's not enough to just make porridge, my husband is definitely not satisfied, and she just said that she has to study hard, and she must always perform well.

She took out her phone, clicked on the cooking software she had been using lately, and typed in eggs and green onions.

"Egg and green onion cake?" she looked at the recipe, touched her chin and said, "Doesn't it seem difficult! ”

As soon as she said it, she prepared the ingredients according to the recipe and began to live the batter.

"Hmm... How much is 100 grams of flour?" she struggled with the flour in the bowl for a moment, and finally poured it all in.

"It's not a bad guy to eat the positive powder, so it's okay to have more. She thought to herself.

Twenty minutes later, Guan Mufeng came back after running.

He saw that Qiao Yingying was still busy in the kitchen, so he went to take a shower first. After washing and going downstairs, Qiao Yingying happened to come out with a plate, he raised his eyebrows, and seemed to be quite satisfied.

He sat down at the table, a strong smell of shallots mixed with the smell of burnt paste, and then he saw a plate of yellow, yellow, black and black lumps.

"What is this?" he asked, frowning.

"Egg and green onion cake!" Qiao Yingying's voice was a little excited, this time she didn't burn it all, she had already made a lot of progress.

Guan Mufeng was silent for a while, as if he was hesitating about something, and finally lifted the chopsticks, took a little and put them in his mouth.

"How is it?, is it delicious?" Qiao Yingying nervously sweated her palms.

Guan Mufeng closed his eyes, chewed a few times and swallowed it, then put down his chopsticks, looked at Qiao Yingying, and said with a faint expression: "It's hard to eat." ”

With that, he got up and left.

Qiao Yingying's heart sank when she heard this, and her little face collapsed a little.

"But there is progress. Guan Mufeng's voice came from far behind, Qiao Yingying suddenly became happy again, and shouted at his back: "Sir, I will continue to work hard!"

Guan Mufeng's figure paused slightly, and then he walked out without stopping.

Qiao Yingying was immersed in the joy of being praised by him for the first time, and she didn't think about how he could know that what he had done before was even more unpalatable.