Chapter 281: Eating with the Left Hand
Dog temper.
"Go back." Li Aotian looked at Su Jinse, and suddenly became full of anger.
The cheetah-like black eyes glared at Su Jinse coldly: "If Miss Su is really hungry and thirsty, this king can arrange someone to ......."
"Ah......h ”
She staggered to her feet and ran out crying.
The brow twisted from Aotian was as deep as a ditch.
He wasn't worried about Su Jinse, but for the little thing who didn't know whether to live or die.
She said she was hungry.
In the past few days, in order to take care of her little temper, Li Aotian has not spoken to Li Yushu, how did she take the initiative to come to the door tonight.
Do you know you're wrong?
Thinking of this, the corners of Aotian's lips were slightly hooked, quite satisfied.
His steps were much lighter.
I followed all the way, and I saw Yushu walking forward with breathless steps.
Small things, the calves are not long, and they are quite fast.
Aotian jumped in front of Yushu and stopped her: "Where is the emperor going?" ”
Leave Yushu silently.
"Hungry?" Leaving Aotian asked again.
Li Yushu raised his head and thought, Uncle Huang, didn't you look at that piece of rice paper, blind.
"Come with Wechen." Away from the arrogant and domineering, he grabbed Xiao Yushu's wrist and walked towards the dining room.
The stubborn little Yushu resolutely did not speak, but he was satisfied with Aotian, so he saved the noise, he found a wide-faced bench and sat down on her shoulder: "Weichen will give the emperor to eat." ”
Eat below.
These three words sound so awkward.
can be as simple as Xiao Yushu, she can't hear why.
It's just that she was more surprised that Uncle Huang could cook?
It's really weird.
Li Yushu quietly watched him out of embarrassment.
She didn't believe it.
must have been looking at her small and fooling her.
Li Aotian skillfully brushed the pot with a broom dipped in water to clean the pot.
Then he took out the bamboo and wood cutting board, and took the carrots, greens, coriander and a small piece of chicken.
His long, knobby fingers fluttered across the bamboo and wood cutting boards.
The dishes were neatly cut, piece by piece, piece by piece, and the chicken was cut into strips of filaments, and the red, green, and white ginseng together looked quite good.
Li Yushu looked at his little head and thought, the knife skills are not bad, it seems that there are no fewer kills.
Keep watching.
How could Aotian know that Xiao Yushu buried him so much in his heart.
He also cooks for this little conscienceless person.
Put some oil, put the shredded green onion in the oil and fry the pot, wait for the green onion to be fragrant, then put the shredded chicken in the pot and stir-fry, then throw the green vegetables and radish in, and finally add water, and then put the noodles after the water boils.
The fragrance ran out of the crack in the pot and hooked the gluttonous insects in Yushu's belly.
Her stomach grunted.
Li Aotian raised his eyebrows to look at her, and Li Yushu pretended not to see it.
After a while, Li Aotian opened the lid of the pot, took a porcelain bowl and put the noodles and soup evenly on the board, and said coldly: "Eat noodles." ”
Leaving Yushu to look at him awkwardly, he wanted to eat, but he was embarrassed to pass.
I didn't expect him to make a real appearance, but maybe it didn't taste good.
"If you don't eat it, Weichen will fall." Away from the Aotian displeasure.
Only then did Yushu move her calves and sit in front of the board, but she was holding the chopsticks with her left hand.