Some people seem to be unconcerned about many things on the surface, and when the person they care about the most is wronged at the slightest bit, they will immediately give up what they are least worthy.

Han Yichen heard a gurgling protest in Li Simeng's stomach, Li Simeng was hungry!

Han Yichen turned his head to look at Li Simeng and found that she was looking aggrieved, as if if she would starve to death in the next second if she didn't eat again.

Han Yichen didn't hesitate, although he was reluctant, he still walked quickly, and said to Li Simeng with a little dress: "I'll go prepare breakfast." ”

Li Simeng didn't answer, his little head nodded desperately, signaling him to go quickly.

Han Yichen understood Li Simeng's thoughts in his heart, and then looked at Li Simeng's cute appearance, he also felt happy, and laughed happily, and a trace of ruddy appeared on his originally pale and sick face.

As soon as Han Yichen left, Li Simeng quickly left the quilt and returned to the old appearance when he came to the villa yesterday, dressed in a thick coat.

"Stop!" Li Simeng shouted loudly when he saw Han Yichen take some ingredients from the refrigerator and was about to go to the kitchen.

Han Yichen was puzzled, but he was very obedient, so he stayed where he was and didn't move. Li Simeng slipped over, snatched the ingredients from Han Yichen's hand, and ordered Han Yichen with the appearance of a big sister: "You sit down for my sister, and I'll make today's breakfast." ”

Han Yichen looked at Li Simeng in a daze, with 100,000 questions in his heart?

Li Simeng knew whether she could cook before.

So in the past, Li Simeng was often seen working late at night, and he only used the most convenient method to solve his hunger at night: instant noodles.

Could it be that he learned more than two years ago in country Y? Han Yichen thought secretly in his heart.

"Do you know how to cook?" Han Yichen still asked uneasily, after all, the kitchen is heavy, so you have to be careful.

"Do you think everyone is like you, lazy and lazy, like a little white face?" Li Simeng, who was questioned, glared at Han Yichen angrily, and continued disdainfully: "Cooking is such a trivial thing, I will!" You just wait here, waiting for my sister to make you a good breakfast.

Han Yichen sat on the sofa very obediently and watched Li Simeng enter the kitchen with confident steps.

The confident Li Simeng began to be confused after stepping into the kitchen.

Because she really never cooked.

Growing up, the kitchen was unfamiliar to her, she was half a foodie, but foodies really didn't necessarily have any interest in the kitchen. Although she was not welcomed in the Li family before, the Li family had a special maid in charge of three meals a day, and it was impossible for her to do it herself.

Later, I left the Li family, and I didn't have a chance, after marrying Han Yichen, Zhang's mother, who lived in the villa, had a spicy recipe that was superb, Li Simeng couldn't eat it, how could she have time to go to the kitchen to cook!

So for Li Simeng, she is a person who does not touch the spring water with ten fingers.

Despite this, Li Simeng does not feel that cooking is a difficult thing.

She picked up her phone and began to search the Internet for various breakfast practices, dual-minded, and began to do it while watching.

The kitchen of the Golden House is super large, but when Li Simeng found out that she had failed to make another breakfast, she began to think that this kitchen was too small. The mess all over the ground made Li Simeng feel that she had nowhere to put her feet.

Of course, Li Simeng was reading the recipes on the Internet, and she couldn't stop slandering in her heart.

What is written on the Internet, what is the right amount, I want to know the right amount, what do you want your recipe to do. And this bowl of water, how big a bowl of water is, how much is three spoonfuls of salt, how much is a tablespoon.

No professionalism at all! Li Simeng was not satisfied.

After many attempts, Li Simeng found that the porridge in the original pot seemed to be still in shape. Of all the attempts, only this pot of porridge seemed to be pretty good, and there was no dark color.

Feeling good about herself, Li Simeng decided to make it today's breakfast.

Han Yichen waited outside for almost two hours, but he couldn't wait for Li Simeng to come out. He really wanted to go in and have a look, but he thought that Li Simeng was cooking for himself for the first time, so he suppressed his curiosity and waited with peace of mind.

Li Simeng finally walked out with a small pot, gently placed it on the table in front of Han Yichen, and said to Han Yichen with an expectant face: "Try it." ”

This is the sumptuous breakfast that Li Simeng was ashamed to say just now, Han Yichen looked at the white porridge in the small pot, and secretly laughed in his heart, but he didn't show it, and looked at Li Simeng with a satisfied and happy look, and expressed his appreciation.

"Taste it." Li Simeng received an appreciative look and urged excitedly.

Han Yichen wanted to ask Li Simeng, are you sure that the pot you are cooking is porridge, I am afraid that in just a few minutes, the "porridge" in the pot in front of you is estimated to be dry rice.

Han Yichen was sure that Li Simeng had not learned to cook, but this was Li Simeng's first time cooking, and Han Yichen was even more excited. This is his chance to taste Li Simeng's cooking, of course he is very happy, he filled himself with a bowl, and ate it spoonful by spoonful.

Seeing that Han Yichen was eating happily, Li Simeng's vanity was greatly satisfied, and she asked excitedly and nervously: "How does it taste?" Is it delicious? ”

Han Yichen raised his head, smiled happily at Li Simeng, and replied seriously: "It's delicious." ”

The tormented taste buds wanted to express their protest against Han Yichen: I'm afraid you have some misunderstanding of the adjective delicious.

The porridge is like a porridge of dry rice, and the yellow green onions have been yellowed, and it is estimated that they were put in together from the next rice.

The most important thing is that it has the saltiness of salt and no money, how can you say that it is delicious with your conscience!

I don't know if Han Yichen really thinks it's delicious.

After eating the porridge, he smacked his mouth, and he looked like he had an endless aftertaste, this acting skill is full marks!

After tasting the taste, Han Yichen raised his eyes and said to Li Simeng expectantly: "Will there be any more in the future?" ”

Li Simeng wants to say, you think too much! But seeing Han Yichen's appreciative and pitiful appearance, Li Simeng nodded silently in sympathy and pride.

Seeing that Li Simeng agreed, Han Yichen wiped his mouth with satisfaction and picked up the dishes and chopsticks.

It's just that when Han Yichen just remembered to go wash the dishes, he heard Li Simeng's order: "Sit down." ”

Han Yichen sat down obediently again, not knowing why he listened to Li Simeng's words today. In fact, Han Yichen himself doesn't know, no matter what Li Simeng says, then he has to listen.

Han Yichen sat there obediently, watching Li Simeng clean up the dishes and chopsticks and go to wash the dishes.

Han Yichen is so satisfied with this feeling of being taken care of, especially by Li Simeng.

In fact, Li Simeng was so excited, but it was not because Han Yichen was a patient who didn't want him to wash the dishes, but more importantly, the kitchen.

The kitchen that she used as a battlefield is still a mess all over the ground, if Han Yichen sees it, wouldn't he be laughed at for a lifetime.

So, this bowl she came to wash.