432 This is not called baggage, this is called professionalism
Muxi: Uh-huh, thank you, sister.
Yu Li just put the phone aside.
Heat the pan and pour oil and sauté the onion until soft.
There was a gentle knock on the kitchen door.
Yu Li turned around and saw Gu Yiyan leaning against the door, but he was very cautious and did not step into the kitchen.
A handful of garlic in her fair-skinned and slender hands.
Peach Blossom eyes narrowed slightly, explaining the completion of her task.
"I'm done peeling the garlic, can I let me into the kitchen?"
It's obviously you, the kitchen killer, and now it's like she's bullying.
Yu Li pursed her lips amusedly and beckoned him in.
"Is it okay to eat fatty beef rice and scallops with garlic vermicelli at night?"
Gu Yiyan raised his eyebrows without any opinion.
Put down the garlic in his hand and stand obediently behind Yu Li.
Watching Yu Li skillfully pour the fat cow into the stir-fry, the secret sauce that had been prepared was poured into the side of the pot, and after the juice was reduced over high heat, it was poured into a large bowl on the side.
Then cut the garlic into minced garlic, pour it into the pot and stir-fry, and add various seasonings.
The aroma is overflowing.
The soaked vermicelli is placed on top of the scallops that she has just processed.
Place in a small baking tray and pour the secret garlic sauce over it.
The white vermicelli was instantly stained with the color of the sauce and dripping with oil, which looked extremely attractive.
Yu Li puts the scallops in the oven.
Serve out the rice, two sterile eggs, fry them until they are half-boiled, stack the freshly fried fat beef on top of the rice, and cover it with a sterile egg, next to the verdant blanched green leafy vegetables and bean sprouts.
Yu Li finished all this work, and saw that this person was still behind him.
A little puzzled, he looked sideways.
"What else are you doing here?"
Anyway, you don't have to think about it when you go into the kitchen.
I won't trust you with the kitchen.
Gu Yiyan came back to his senses slightly.
I also realized that I had been standing here and had not moved for a long time.
Thinking of how he had just felt, he curled the corners of his lips.
What did it feel like just now?
It was as if the restless soul had found a home, and there was a real feeling, as if what he had been looking for had now landed, and finally entered his own embrace.
He felt a sense of satisfaction.
Let him actually be a little hypocritical, sighing here.
Gu Yiyan, as the big boss, was naturally reluctant to admit this, just looked at Yu Li and spoke in a low voice, his voice was as mellow as aged wine.
"I want to hug you."
Yu Li was stunned, and the chopsticks she was still holding in her hand almost fell to the ground.
Why is it that all of a sudden, in the kitchen?
You, do you think that if you say such a thing, she can't bear to kick you out?
"But there was a garlic smell on my body."
Gu Yiyan sighed in a low voice.
Seeing that Yu Li's watery eyes, which were originally slightly dodgy, instantly lost their dodge, looking at him, about three seconds, put down the chopsticks, stretched out his hand, and rubbed it back and forth on Gu Yiyan's shirt twice.
Gu Yiyan lowered his eyes and looked at the corner of his shirt that was scratched by Yu Li: ?
"I don't just smell of garlic, I also smell of fireworks, what kind of baggage do you have?"
It's not okay for the little white face to have such a heavy burden.
Yu Li glared at him and looked at him.
Gu Yiyan pursed his lips lightly, completely conniving at what Yu Li did to his shirt.
As for whether the little white face should have baggage?
That's definitely going to be there.
Otherwise, the smell of garlic makes pears always disgusted, which is not good.
And this is not called baggage, this is called professionalism.