(216) With love, it is easy to use

Yan Shaocheng smiled, then kissed me lightly and smiled at me. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Get up." ”

It seemed that he must have eaten until he was cooking. Of course, I have never cooked for others, Yan Shaocheng is the first, of course, I am also the first time to give Yan Shaocheng a practice, and Yan Shaocheng will also be my first tasting master.

There was a curse in my eyes. But I still got up, washed up and silently walked to the kitchen, and then began to cook.

I'll be honest, I don't cook breakfast. Especially in this case. I don't usually cook because I'm usually very busy, and it's rarely like this. I was dressed in simple loungewear and then reached for my apron to cook.

I think I'm used to getting along with Yan Shaocheng, and this is about to become a habit. But I won't let Yan Shaocheng get his wish.

I opened the refrigerator door, and sure enough, there were all kinds of things inside. I heard that Yan Shaocheng has requirements for part-time workers, requiring vegetables to be changed once a day, vacuum packed every two days, and meat to be changed regularly depending on the variety.

Of course, Yan Shaocheng's habits are like this, and I don't need to worry about these things.

The kitchen always makes me feel like a museum, and Yan Shaocheng may have a serious cleanliness habit, so he has high requirements for kitchen cleanliness.

I took out the eggs, and then I took out the freezer box inside, which was xiaolongbao. I think this can be regarded as Yan Shaocheng's carefulness, because his carefulness makes me feel good.

Because I don't like to eat Western breakfast, I like to eat Chinese breakfast, and Chinese breakfast makes me feel more intimate.

I opened the steamer basket and started steaming the buns. Then turn on the heat to fry the eggs and fry the sausages.

I look at the oil in my hand, it's non-GMO olive oil. I've heard that non-GMO is healthier. I sneered at Yan Shao and spared his life.

I don't know how good my cooking skills are, but the taste is still consistently good, and it is fried and plated in one go.

Then I started looking at the milk in the fridge, I usually only drink pure milk and yogurt, I don't like those yogurt and other things very much, I don't like the feeling of added sugar, I prefer the taste of material essence.

I took a bottle of pure milk from it and poured it into a cup. Then take out the Z xiaolongbao.

OK, that's it.

This is one of my rare thoughts, and I don't want to calculate Yan Shaocheng.

I was about to serve it to the table, but I found that Yan Shaocheng was already standing at the door in a suit and looking at me, as if he was observing me.

Maybe I was a little focused, so I didn't pay attention to when Yan Shaocheng came.

I looked at Yan Shaocheng with a smile on the corner of my mouth. "Just in time, serve the rice." I didn't feel that Yan Shaocheng was too uncomfortable with me.

Yan Shaocheng didn't intend to deal with me, he walked in with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and then consciously picked it up.

I served my own and ate it at the table, without caring about Yan Shaocheng. So when Yan Shaocheng sat in front of me, I had already started eating.

The taste of xiaolongbao is not bad, I like it very much.

"Looks like you're a good cook, shouldn't I thank your men for their mercy?" Yan Shaocheng still means to say that I deliberately made dark dishes before?

"Actually, the food you cook tastes the best, and I like to eat the food you cook the most, which is better than the chefs in five-star hotels." I looked at Yan Shaocheng with a smile, with a clear smile on the corner of my mouth. Actually, I'm not wearing a top hat to Yan Shaocheng, but I have a special sense of taste, thinking that as long as I don't cook by myself, everything is delicious.

Yan Shaocheng looked at me and smiled, as if he believed my words.

"Then can I understand that in your eyes my cooking is the best?" Yan Shaocheng's misinterpretation has always been the most powerful, of course, he likes to follow his own ideas, which I am used to.

"Of course, my husband cooks the best!" I looked at Yan Shaocheng with a smile and gave him a thumbs up gesture.

I don't want to cook, I don't want to cook.

"What should I do, I know you're lying to me, but I always want to believe it." Yan Shaocheng suddenly said this to me with a smile, and then deliberately used chopsticks to put the eggs and sausages on his plate into a smiling face. He seemed to think it was better to eat it that way.

I despise him in my heart, and the panic he says is really enough for me to admire. If he really believed the lie, would I be like this?

"Then believe it." I said directly, could it be that he was afraid that I would sell him?

"You want me to believe you?" Yan Shaocheng's sudden reply made it difficult for me to answer, because I didn't know how to say it.

"Of course." Don't think about it, otherwise I'd be working so hard to do something.

Yan Shaocheng looked at me and smiled. "I never trusted someone who didn't love me." Yan Shaocheng's words are seriously shocking, which means that I have been disqualified? Even Fang Luyao is qualified, but I don't. Because I don't love him?

"But don't you also believe Fang Luyao?" Naturally, I asked myself directly about the answers I wanted to know.

"You really like to drill the horns." Yan Shaocheng smiled, as if he couldn't answer my answer.

"If we hadn't taken advantage of the loopholes, we would have been done in the mall a long time ago." In fact, I am telling the truth, Yan Shaocheng understands.

"Sometimes I have to admit that your extreme theory is very right, and it is perfect when applied to the mall." Yan Shaocheng always makes me feel that his words are not clear.

"Then have you ever loved Wang Xiyi?" I suddenly thought about my Yan Shaocheng, this woman Yan Shaocheng always wants to stay away, and even more than Fang Luyao, I really don't know who it is.

I've heard that the person you don't want to mention and want to stay away from is the person you once loved.

Of course, I don't know if this sentence is useful to Yan Shaocheng, after all, Yan Shaocheng is not an ordinary man.

"Why do you think I love her?" Yan Shaocheng asked me rhetorically, in fact, I don't know that it is a suspicion of Wang Xiyi's identity.

I looked at Yan Shaocheng fixedly.

"No, of course I don't love him." Yan Shaocheng smiled at me, as if he thought I was making a huge joke.

"You don't know how sad people should be when you say that." Of course, as Mrs. Yan, I seem to be stealing joy, so that it is in line with my identity as Mrs. Yan.

"You have to believe that Wang Xiyi will be more troublesome if she comes back. Her views on love are different from ordinary people. Yan Shaocheng's description made me a little suspicious, doubting what kind of woman this Wang Xiyi was. I've been hearing her name lately, and I've never known her personality, so it always feels mysterious.

Yan Shaocheng seems to regard Wang Xiyi as a flood and does not think her arrival is a good thing.

"With love, it is easy to use." I said this half-jokingly, then drank the pure milk in one gulp and smiled at Yan Shaocheng.

"When will I be able to use you?" Yan Shaocheng continued to joke according to my words. (To be continued.) )