Chapter 120: What a failure
When the hurried footsteps came down to the second floor, there was a faint light in the crack of the door of the guest bedroom.
This stinky girl!
Hua Yu was unhappy in his heart.
Push open the door with a "bang".
Sure enough, on the light green bed, leaning on a petite person.
At the moment, her hair was slightly messy, arched against the head of the bed.
Fine strands of hair, some of which stick to the face.
The wide window was ajar, and from time to time a warm wind blew in, gently lifting the white veil in front of the window, and then blowing onto Rong Xiaorong's face, the hair was itchy, so that she couldn't help but raise her hand and scratch her cheeks, then turned over and continued to whew.
A thick book, at some point, had already fallen off his hand and was lying on his lap haphazardly......
Dare to fall asleep! That's how tiring it is!
At that moment in Hua Yu's heart, a trace of softness suddenly rippled.
Just about to possess her and help her pull the quilt to cover it, she suddenly found that the book turned out to be a medical book.
And the page that happened to be turned was a medical paper, and the author of the paper turned out to be Hai Feng from the Department of Brain Surgery of Rende Hospital......
In an instant, Hua Yu's hand holding the quilt trembled tightly.
The dark eyes were dyed with a layer of frost at this moment.
"Ahh When Rong Xiaorong reacted again, his slender wrist was already firmly grasped by Huayu.
The whole person was lifted from the bed like a rabbit and dragged to the ground.
"What are you doing! It hurts me! ”
"Lazy on the first day, go cook! I am hungry! Hua Yu's voice was not roaring. But the knife-like eyes, pieces of which were close to Rong Xiaorong's skin, were sharp and straight down.
Truly. This is their first time alone, and there is no reason why husband and wife who have passed the law should not take care of each other.
Seeing that she was really grinning because of the pain, Hua Yu's hand was still subconsciously loosened.
Rong Xiaorong gently rubbed her wrist, and glanced at her with a cold look in her resentful eyes.
Jumped to put on his shoes, and then still rubbed his wrists. Silently, he walked to the kitchen.
Through the warm light, Hua Yu clearly saw that her snow-white wrist. There's obviously a scratch red.
Subconsciously raised his hand to look at his hand, and for a moment his hand trembled involuntarily.
It's really hard......
Hua Yu had a gloomy face, did not speak, and a complicated emotion flowed through his eyes.
Then I went into the kitchen.
Look at the slender figure. Pull open the refrigerator door. Still standing there stupidly at a loss, Hua Yu leaned his back against the door frame of the kitchen and whispered, "Whatever." ”
It was clear just now that it was because of ...... And the anger was originally to torture her again and order some complicated meals...... Picky and let her rework......
can see the blush on her wrist, and the way she was tired and asleep just now, her small face is clearly still a child......
"Whatever? Let's eat noodles then. "Rong Xiaorong is worried about what to do for Huayu, the big president?
Qian Bao is not there. To be honest, she has no confidence in her cooking skills.
Before, when Qian Bao was very young. Her cooking skills only stop at scrambled eggs with tomatoes, sour and hot shredded potatoes, shoot a cucumber, and serve it with seaweed egg soup and the like......
Later, Qian Bao, a little thing, didn't know if Hua Zeyu's true identity was a cook, as long as it was a dish that could be found on the Internet, Qian Bao would make it after reading it.
You can even use cheap ingredients to make the taste of a five-star hotel......
As a result, Rong Xiaorong's cooking skills are still at the level of home-cooked four dishes and one soup, and have never improved......
If tonight's first dinner was presented, what else can be kept?
Since someone doesn't pick and choose, let's eat noodles~
Rong Xiaorong smiled slyly.
"Okay."
Huayu left a word, then turned around and returned to the living room, sat elegantly on the sofa, picked up the remote control casually, and flipped through the TV program that I didn't know what it was.
Rong Xiaorong's figure was busy in the kitchen.
Actually, it's just a noodle......
It's just that I haven't done it for a long time, and it is inevitable that my hands will be raw, and President Hua doesn't have ordinary noodles at home, let alone instant noodles that are good for one soak, and some are just pasta......
When the water is boiling, follow the usual steps for cooking noodles, reopen and add water......
By the way, listening to what Qian Bao said before, this pasta is relatively hard and has to be cooked for a while......
Rong Xiaorong held chopsticks, tied an apron, and stood by the pot in a daze......
Gotta cook for a while...... What is the concept?
Do you only eat bare-grained noodles? Would you like to put something more?
I searched left and right, washed and cut a tomato, threw it in, stirred two eggs, and poured it directly, looking at the red, red, yellow and yellow, it was also very good, it was estimated that it was almost cooked, and I put salt directly and put it out.
The smell of hot noodles and the aroma of sour tomatoes are not very elegant in appearance...... A lump of soft collapse, listlessly sinking at the bottom of the bowl, but it looks good and is not edible, as long as it can be eaten, it can be cooked.
So, Rong Xiaorong excitedly served two bowls of noodles to the table in line with this just passing requirement.
"It's time to eat." She called him.
Because it's ...... I don't know how to shout.
Husband? Can't shout......
Huayu? I don't think it's that familiar......
President Hua? Ay! He's the man who got the certificate with himself!
I simply didn't shout anything, and just said to eat.
On the sofa, although Huayu was watching TV, Yu Guang kept chasing Rong Xiaorong around the kitchen.
watched her hurry, and watched her try again and again, especially when her mouth was burned, jumping her feet......
There is a woman in the family, it turns out that this is the feeling, and it is not bad.
Hua Yu's eyes have become much lighter, and if there is nothing in his eyes, it is clearly a smile.
He slowly got up and walked towards the dining room.
She didn't have time to take off her apron and sat directly across from him.
Two people, one person and one noodle bowl.
It was originally an extremely warm picture, but ......
"You did this?" Hua Yu stirred the pasta that had already become a lump in the bowl.
"Uh-huh." Rong Xiaorong opened her mouth and was about to eat.
"You did it on purpose...... Hua Yu put down his fork, hugged his arms to his chest, his face was dark, and his eyes were gloomy, looking at Rong Xiaorong with gloomy eyes.
"What deliberately?" Of course Rong Xiaorong didn't understand.
Naturally, Huayu compared this bowl of bad noodles with the crystal vegetarian dumplings and shrimp wontons he had eaten in the past.
This level is really not ordinary, it is simply deliberate!!
"I ...... It's not good-looking, but it may taste good. Rong Xiaorong really didn't know how to explain it, so she had to hope for the taste of eating.
So, I took the lead in eating a big bite......
I didn't dare to frown, I didn't dare to speak, I just swallowed desperately.
Huayu, Huayu! You said that you don't have any noodles at home, so what kind of pasta do you make......
Rong Xiaorong swallowed the first bite of noodles and complained.
Seeing her eating so much, Hua Yu's eyebrows stretched slightly, did it really taste good?
I simply picked up the fork again.
Really......
Just one bite.
Hua Yu directly pushed the noodle bowl in front of Rong Xiaorong.
The whole person stood up like an iceberg, then got up and left.
Only the room was filled with stagnant air.
"Hey, what's this attitude? What a waste......" After Rong Xiaorong watched him leave, he looked at the noodles in the two bowls in front of him, and couldn't help pursing his mouth.
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