Leng Xiaoye sat on the swing chair outside, watched the scenery for a while, ate two grapes, and still didn't see Huangfu Yaoyang appear. (Mai Ruo starts)

Raising her face to look in the direction of the door, she was both curious and a little worried.

This is the first time that Huangfu Yaoyang has cooked in the true sense, what will he do for her.

The guy ...... Does it really work?!

Leng Xiaoye reached out and pinched a grape, put the grape back on the plate, stood up, and walked into the door lightly.

The first time I came here, I was not familiar with the layout of the room, so I searched around to find a napkin, and then I found the kitchen.

The kitchen door was closed, and she carefully leaned her face to the glass window on the door and peeked in.

Inside the door.

Huangfu Yaoyang, wearing a white apron, was standing in front of the pan, holding a shovel in one hand, and his eyes were still looking at the stove from time to time.

From her angle, unable to see what was on the stove, she quietly turned in a direction.

I saw a small alarm clock on the stove.

She frowned slightly, and then saw Huangfu Yaoyang retract his gaze, turned the steak in the pot over, and then seriously looked at the alarm clock on the stove.

It dawned on her that he was looking at the time.

The first time I cooked, I chose steak, this guy is really courageous.

You know, the heat of steak is difficult for inexperienced people to master.

If the fire is slightly larger and smaller, it will directly affect the ripeness and fire.

In the kitchen, Huangfu Yaoyang once again served the steak on a plate.

To see the condition, he took a knife and cut the steak open.

This time, it's quite satisfying, at least it's not too raw, and it's not scorched, it's just ...... The fire is still big, a little old, and the taste is really not good.

Holding the knife in his hand, he waved his hand in annoyance.

Putting his angry look in his eyes, Leng Xiaoye couldn't help but chuckle.

Hearing her own laughter, she busily covered her mouth, shrunk up, and held her breath.

Inside the kitchen.

Huangfu Yaoyang looked sideways in the direction of the door.

"Ono?! Are you out there? ”

Leng Ono held his breath hard and didn't make a sound.

He must have misheard.

Huangfu Yaoyang shook his head and took out the only steak left on the plate.

"The fire should be a little smaller than last time, and eight ripe is the most nutritious degree......" Pouring olive oil into the pot again, he took out the food thermometer and tested the oil temperature, "Okay...... Now put the meat, one minute timer ......"

Listening to his voice, Leng Xiaoye snickered again, straightened up, and quietly looked at him through the glass window.

Watch him count the seconds carefully and flip the steak...... Her smile gradually turned deep.

Inside the window, the man's face was already visibly covered with a fine layer of sweat, and there was a light brown oil stain on one side of his cheek.

The man who has always been in a suit and leather shoes, holding a pen in his hand, and knowing the world......

Now he is wearing an apron, holding a shovel, and holding a food thermometer in one hand, which is incompatible with his usual image, but it is particularly moving.

Standing outside the window, looking at the man's unskillful movements, Leng Ono raised the corners of his lips slightly, and he could see his god.

She had seen him in all sorts of ways.

I saw him wearing a military uniform, standing on a high platform, waving to the world.

Seeing him in a suit and leather shoes, at the conference table, his voice was full of joy.

I have seen his vigorous posture like a lion in the field, and I have seen his handsome figure in the sun when he is riding a horse......

In front of her, this man dressed in home clothes, with slightly messy hair, was standing awkwardly in front of the kitchen stove, cooking for her.

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