In this luxurious house, there is everything, with the calm elegance and pleasure of a man, but there is no hostess's breath.

She put her hands on the table, couldn't help but tremble and shook together, tightly held together, the long-lost heart suddenly struck, she couldn't restrain herself, she didn't have time to think about it-

These years of single life can be regarded as training the cooking skills of diving birds. He himself is a little picky about eating, facing three meals day after day, in addition to eating at the unit, take-out, and restaurant, after returning home, he pondered how to change the way to eat.

Moreover, in addition to some talent in this area, he is also serious, will do things, and focus on studying how to achieve delicious, beautiful and healthy.

In other words, if a man treats a thing as a career, I'm afraid there is nothing he can't do badly.

I got out of the kitchen the same way, picked up a knife and fork, and faced three meals, which is also the difference between men and women who eat and drink.

A woman stays in the kitchen and can be delicate and perfect, even picky, but that is an attitude to life.

If a man stays in the kitchen, it is definitely a kind of career spirit, and that kind of dedication and meticulousness is the ultimate beyond the reach of women.

So to really be a good cook, men have more advantages than women, because career can overcome all difficulties, pain, loneliness, and patience. But if you live, you will have all kinds of complaints.

Although he lives alone with a dog, his life is not lazy at all, he has no way to get by, and he is absolutely serious and rigorous. In addition to working overtime and having to stay all night, he himself maintains a good rhythm of life, does not stay up late, is not excessive, does not drink heavily, and does not even make appointments casually.

On his days off, he likes to cook food for himself, and also makes food for Qianqian to supplement nutrition. Of course, all the delicacies he made for Qianqian, Qianqian, said that he didn't buy it, because Qianqian liked the food in his bowl more.

Originally, its ignorant and uncivilized little mind did not know that in addition to the food in its own bowl, there was a kind of food called human beings in the world, and its deliciousness was unrestrained, endless, and completely unimaginable.

One time he stole it in the kitchen, and oh yo, it was so delicious, it was incomparable, compared to the one he ate himself, it could only be called dog food.

Since then, it has coveted his food. Always be careful to sneak a few bites when he is not noticing, or noticing. But this kind of opportunity is rare, because after he has found it once, he always puts food where it cannot commit crimes, and never escapes his sight.

For so long, the taste still lingers on the tip of its tongue, and it will not be forgotten for a long time. It was a well-fried steak with a hint of spice, well, maybe a spice called pepper, and when it came to your mouth, it had a feeling of excitement.

After eating such a steak, it can be regarded as a dog who has known it for so long, and it is simply inferior to a dog. What you eat is the same as chewing wax.

But it was precisely because of that time that after being discovered by the master, he taught it a harsh lesson with a harsh gaze, and whenever it quietly approached the table, the owner would turn his head coldly, look at it and say: Qianqian, you are not allowed to steal it again. I've put your share in your bowl, and I'm not allowed to eat mine, you know?

Qianqian had a little resentful look.

The diving bird rummaged through the refrigerator, some of the mushrooms she bought had not yet been eaten, and there were a few fresh prawns, so she cooked some seafood mushroom pasta, a large plate with a large portion, and when she put it in front of Leng Qinghe, she was already hungry. The smell wafting from the kitchen just now already made her a little restless, and she leaned against the door frame, watching the diving birds silently cooking, and she couldn't tell what it was like.

Thinking about it, when I left him, did I fulfill myself or fulfill him?

The ending of many things is usually seen through at a glance at the time, but when you see it clearly afterwards, it is just more melancholy, helplessness and regret, and it is already too late.

While eating the noodles, the diving bird sat across from her with a glass of boiled water in front of her. Then he looked at her silently. With that impassive expression on his face, you can't see through what he's thinking.

Yes, he hasn't changed at all, he's still like that, he only drinks plain water.

At the beginning, I always felt that men with such living habits would be a little boring and tasteless?

Right now, such a man drinking boiled water makes her full of aftertaste.

She devoured the noodles, which tasted good. Being able to be watched by him like this, even a pot of tasteless noodles can taste happy.

It's just that now Leng Qinghe thought of his situation again, and knew that it was impossible for the diving bird to accept her again, and the look in his eyes when he turned to leave at that time said it all, and now the eyes he looked at himself in silence also said it all, there was no love in it, or, the feeling of love.

It was pure ethereal nothingness.

Therefore, the food that was swallowed suddenly became inexplicably unpalatable and tasteless.

The diving bird picked up the glass in front of him, took a sip of warm water, and then said nonchalantly: Slow down, and don't rush.

Leng Qinghe barely swallowed a big mouthful, and then said incoherently: It's delicious. Your craft is getting better and better.

The diving bird smiled faintly, and its eyes drifted to Qianqian, which was very attracted by the aroma, but the diving bird already felt that Qianqian was a little fat, so it has been trying to control its diet recently. It lies in the middle of the dining room and living room, where is its territory, and it has the air of dominating the world.

Leng Qinghe said: You often cook by yourself?

The diving bird said: It is not often, and the probability of eating in the company is relatively large.

Leng Qinghe said: What does your company do?

Diving Bird Says: Maintenance in terms of cybersecurity.

Leng Qinghe thought about it, she didn't understand this aspect, she only did one job, that is, the front desk, the world in her eyes was very simple, her understanding and expectations of work were also very simple, when she was in college, she thought: there is a job that is not too tired, it is better to be leisurely, wear beautiful clothes every day, and then go to a gorgeous building, play the computer, commute on time, and have a good income.

She didn't have too high expectations of herself, which started when she was in college, because she didn't have much hard-working spirit, and she didn't have enough willpower and persistence to do anything. She was born a little woman, she didn't have high expectations for herself, she didn't have any lofty ideals, she just wanted to be a little woman who was crawling in reality and enjoying her small world.

She also knows that she likes beautiful clothes and shoes, and it is best to have a boyfriend who can stick to her all day long, fall in love happily, and then get married, have a lovely child, and live quietly with the person she loves, that's all.