Zheng Beiqi wrote them down one by one. Boiled shrimp, this simple, fish, touch the slippery fish, forget it, I really don't want to touch it!

Pork ribs, for the sake of washing, are reluctantly stewed.

Looking at the dishes in the refrigerator, take out two potatoes and a few greens.

Yingxue volunteered, "I'll wash the vegetables, I will." ”

"Okay, here you go."

Zheng Beiqi agreed, he wished that Yingxue would cook with him.

Shame on you, you can't lose face anyway.

Yingxue washes the vegetables, cuts them well, and puts them on the cutting board.

Watching Yingxue chop vegetables, Zheng Beiqi felt that she in the kitchen was completely different from usual, stupid and stupid, obviously just cutting a vegetable, but it was like chopping something, the knife skills were not to mention, and they were long and short, especially potatoes, which were obviously shredded potatoes, but she cut them into potato strips.

On the contrary, it was Zheng Beiqi, who had never cooked, but he was orderly, and the kitchen after use did not show any wolf bèi.

Yingxue was a little ashamed, as if explaining her embarrassment, "That, I'm afraid of knives." ”

Zheng Beiqi smiled dotingly, "Silly girl, I'm afraid of knives and cutting vegetables, you go outside and wait, I'll call you when it's done." ”

"That's embarrassing, by the way, I'll stew rice."

Ying Xue found the rice cooker, Zheng Beiqi broke open the rice bag, watched Ying Xue put the rice in, and then put the water on it.

Zheng Beiqi didn't know how much water to put in, Yingxue estimated it based on her impression, covered the lid, plugged in the power supply, and then watched Zheng Beiqi cook on the side.

Half an hour later, the smell of food was heard.

For the first time, Zheng Beiqi felt that it was not bad to cook by himself, especially with Yingxue.

It seems that Zhang Jing's reward can be given!

I did it myself, Yingxue watched, and it was also very good!

A plate of dishes was brought to the table, Yingxue turned on the rice cooker, and suddenly, dumbfounded, how did rice become rice porridge?

Seeing Yingxue stunned, Zheng Beiqi walked over and puffed up.

With Yingxue, you can be happy with little things, it turns out that happiness is as simple as that.

Seeing Yingxue's face blushing, Zheng Bei Qihao didn't mind and said, "Rice porridge is okay, it's cooked." ”

Yingxue stiffened, served two bowls of porridge, and brought them over.

Zheng Beiqi took two pairs of chopsticks and sat down opposite Yingxue.

I took a bite of the pork ribs I made myself, tasted it, and it didn't taste.

Peeled a shrimp, handed it to Yingxue, and watched her eat it, Zheng Beiqi asked expectantly, "How does it taste?" ”

Yingxue deliberately made a bitter face, Zheng Beiqi peeled one off, tasted it himself, it's okay, why does Yingxue have that expression.

When she looked at Yingxue again, Yingxue had already put away her mischievous wry smile and gave her praise, "It tastes good, it's the first time to cook, you are much better than me." ”

Yingxue's praise, Zheng Beiqi fluttering.

However, it was a little early to be proud, and the two dishes in the back, the potatoes were too soft to clamp, and the greens seemed to be mushy.

Zheng Beiqi didn't know that the greens also had to put a little water in them.

Overall, the meal was good.

The warm atmosphere, Zheng Beiqi was a little drunk.

Happiness, perhaps, is what it feels like.

After eating, Yingxue brushed the dishes, and Zheng Beiqi accompanied her on the side.

Ying Xue was in a hurry, Zheng Beiqi felt that Ying Xue was very real by his side for the first time.

Silently hugging her from behind, Yingxue shivered, and then broke away from his arm.

With his back to him, Zheng Beiqi couldn't see Yingxue's face, and he didn't know if she was angry.

Afraid that she would be angry, Zheng Beiqi walked out of the kitchen and went to the living room, his eyes still glued to her.