"How?"

Lin Qingyan stood opposite Zhou Yao, with a rectangular unlacquered wooden table in between, and his eyes followed the porcelain soup spoon in Zhou Yao's hand moving up and down.

Lin Qingyan can only cook some home-cooked meals, and she really doesn't have much talent for cooking, and the things she makes can't compare to those professional chefs, but her Qin Xiao can't cook, so she took the initiative to take over this important task. I remember that when I first came into contact, Qin Xiao ruthlessly stuck out his tongue and said that it was unpalatable, and finally ended the first attempt by ordering takeout.

There were people in the kitchen who were busy with the meals in the Zhou Mansion, and Lin Qingyan didn't take up too much effort, so it only took ten minutes to make a half-pot of gnocchi soup, which added some carrots and a few other vegetables, and I didn't know if it suited Zhou Ji's appetite. However, she tasted it while making it, and it was no different from the taste she had made in the past.

The appearance of the bowl in front of Zhou Ji is not very good, the top layer of oil in the bowl is shaking, and you can see the clear oil splashes when you scoop out a spoonful.

Zhou Ji ate a little eagerly, and blew a few breaths on a spoonful, and hurriedly put it into her mouth, perhaps because she was so hungry that she didn't even have time to respond to Lin Qingyan's question.

A bowl of noodle soup bottomed out, Zhou Ji's movements slowed down, and she ate the last spoonful with satisfaction.

"Ordinary people, Qingyan has to continue to work hard."

Zhou Ji put down the soup spoon, pushed the bowl forward, and spit out such a sentence to encourage Lin Qingyan.

Lin Qingyan knew that this was Zhou Ji's joke, so he sat down and promised, "Then I'll make it for you every day, okay?" I'm stupid, and it takes at least three or five years for my cooking skills to improve. ”

Zhou Ji didn't expect her words to be taken seriously by Lin Qingyan, and solemnly replied with such words, and her heart was sweet.

Zhou Ji muttered dissatisfiedly, "Lie to me again, you will return to the Shen family after you are injured." ”

Lin Qingyan wanted to speak, but before he could speak, his stomach rumbled first.

"You didn't eat?"

Lin Qingyan nodded honestly.

Zhou Ji decisively got up and came behind Lin Qingyan and picked up the clean white porcelain bowl.

Lin Qingyan looked back, and hurriedly got up to stop Zhou Yao's behavior, but was warned by Zhou Yao, "Don't underestimate me, I will still do this little thing." ”

"You are not allowed to come."

Even the cook who stepped forward to help was driven aside by Zhou Ji.

Zhou Ji held the bowl in his left hand, and held an iron long spoon the length of his little arm in his right hand, and every time he held a spoonful, the bowl trembled slightly in the palm of his hand, Lin Qingyan became nervous when he saw it, and he was afraid that the bowl would fall out of Zhou Ji's hand if he was disobedient.

Zhou Ji finally filled it, put the bowl safely on the table with both hands, crossed her waist to Lin Qingyan, and closed her lips seemed to say You see me amazing.

Lin Qingyan touched the edge of the bowl, the heat of the noodle soup was not as hot as the first bowl, and he thought that there was a lot left in the pot, and he couldn't finish it alone, so he stood up and greeted a few chefs who were busy and free, "You guys also come and eat together." ”

Zhou Ji glared at the cook and explained to Lin Qingyan, "They have something to eat." ”

One of them stood up and excused himself in Zhou Ji's eyes: "Thank you for your kindness, we do have it." ”

Before Lin Qingyan could speak, Zhou Ji continued to instruct them, "Aren't you busy with it, then go out and wait for a while." ”

The cook left and closed the door, and there were only two people left in the kitchen.

Zhou Ji sat down angrily and turned her head not to look at Lin Qingyan, "I don't allow you to give it to others to eat." ”

For Zhou Ji's domineering words, Lin Qingyan didn't get angry and persuaded, but just explained in a good way, "Aren't I afraid of wasting to do this, since it's made for you, if you don't want to, then throw out the rest." ”

Lin Qingyan's gentle voice, Zhou Ji expressed great satisfaction, turned to sit at the opposite corner next to Lin Qingyan, snatched the bowl and spoon, "I'll feed you." ”

Lin Qingyan didn't understand how Zhou Ji came up with this play, he was injured in his forehead, not in his hands.

"Is that okay?"

Zhou Ji put down the bowl, straightened her waist and said righteously: "Of course you can, you have done so many things for me, I should always repay it." ”

"Zhou Ji, what I did was willing, and I don't need you to give anything in return."

If he was different from her, there was no resemblance at all, would Lin Qingyan still say that? Zhou Ji didn't have confidence in herself at the moment.

Zhou Ji put away her messy mood, scooped up a spoonful and moved it to Lin Qingyan's mouth, "I know, this time is an exception, I won't feed you next time." ”

Lin Qingyan and Zhou Ji's appetite was not much different, and after a bowl of noodle soup, their stomachs were full for seven or eight points. And Zhou Ji seemed to be addicted to this, and she had to feed her with a bowl, Lin Qingyan even said that she couldn't eat it, so Zhou Ji let her go.

"Haha, there's a round of oil on your mouth, as if you've smeared something."

Zhou Ji stared at Lin Qingyan's mouth and suddenly burst out laughing.

"The same goes for you."

Zhou Ji cared that her embarrassment was seen by Lin Qingyan, so she hurriedly covered it with her hand, stomped her feet and said, "You are not allowed to see it." ”

After Zhou Ji took out a handkerchief to wipe the greasy side of her mouth, she threw the oil-stained handkerchief in front of Lin Qingyan, "Quickly wipe off yours, it's ugly." ”

Lin Qingyan picked it up without hesitation, folded the handkerchief in half and wiped it along the side of his mouth a few times, raised his chin to Zhou Yao, "Is it clean?" ”

"It's clean."

Lin Qingyan's simple behavior made Zhou Ji ashamed, she shouldn't have given Lin Qingyan the handkerchief she had used out of temptation.

Zhou Ji took the handkerchief and stared at the traces on it, "Don't you dislike it?" ”

"How can I dislike the items you have used?"

Zhou Ji pursed her lips, and her heart was inexplicably moved.

In Zhou Yao's stunned, Lin Qingyan had quietly walked to the door, opened some doors, leaned out half of his body, looked at no one around, and boldly continued, "You are my wife who has not passed the door, how dare I dislike it!" ”

"Okay, you're teasing me!"

Zhou Ji dropped her handkerchief, smiled with true and false anger, and took a step to chase out.