Song Shinian was tossing and turning in the kitchen, so he did all the preparations.

She looked at the neat distribution of various ingredients and felt a sense of accomplishment.

"How? Well done, right? She looked at Yan Yu with a smug face.

"Not bad." Yan Yu nodded.

Song Shinian's eyes looked at him even brighter: "Then you can fry it." ”

Yan Yu was stunned for a moment, looked at the sky outside the window, and said uncertainly: "...... Right now? ”

"Can't you?" Song Shinian was a little lost.

She was excited to prepare so many ingredients, especially when she smelled the fresh smell of crayfish in the supermarket, which still lingers in her nose.

Yan Yu: "But you just eaten, and you're still eating a lot." ”

Song Shinian worked hard: "But I have just gone downstairs to eat, and the kitchen has been busy just now, and I have almost digested it." ”

The reasons are unassailable.

Yan Yu couldn't refute it.

He thought about it, he was really active in preparing just now, and it turned out that he was gluttonous to eat.

Looking at her now depressed and eager gluttony, it's actually quite cute.

"Okay." It will also take an hour to cook this, and then she should digest it too.

After Yan Yu finished speaking, he rolled up his sleeves and fired.

Song Shinian saw this, her saliva was about to flow out, God knows that she has not eaten spicy crayfish for half a year, woo, she can't talk about it, the more she wants to eat it.

She looked at the big guy and said that she would do it, without a little hesitation or struggle, and asked with concern: "Big guy, have you done it before?" ”

"Nope." Yan Yu put oil on the side.

"I haven't done it, so don't you follow the stir-fry tutorial?" The big guy is like a blind operation with his eyes closed, and he blinded her one by one to carefully select delicious lobsters.

Yan Yu said lightly: "I just read it." ”

Song Shinian listened, but he was still a little uneasy: "But you can't remember, right?" Why don't I find it out and show it to you again? ”

"No, you don't." Yan Yu glanced at her quickly, turned around and put the onions, ginger and garlic, and said, "People are different from people. ”

Song Shinian: "......"

Her face stinks a little.

What does this mean, big guy?

What is he disgusting? How is it that people are different from each other? What's wrong with her words?

I always felt despised by myself.

Song Shinian explained angrily: "Cooking is an art, we can't make a mistake, we have to strictly follow the recipe tutorial." ”

The big guy's tall body still turned his back to her and didn't speak.

Song Shinian was even more depressed, "Besides, you haven't done it before, so you have to watch it a few more times to be familiar with it?" ”

Yan Yu waved the spatula in a suit and leather shoes, still ignoring her.

Song Shinian gritted his teeth and grimaced at his back.

But the big guy is still pleasing to the eye when he stands in such a heavy place in the kitchen with such heavy fireworks.

It even adds a bit of life, and it is no longer as gloomy as before.

Sure enough, the man who can cook is invincible in the world.

It's just that she looked at the scabbed wound on the side of the big guy's face, and asked uneasily: "Big guy, why does your wound look more serious than yesterday and this morning?" Won't be disfigured, right? ”

Yan Yu waved the spatula for a moment.

He turned around and looked at Shi Nian with a straight face, seeing that she really had a distressed expression, he just wanted to vomit blood.

In a short period of time, he has already discovered that Shi Nian is a dog-legged, cheating, gluttonous, and easy to climb the wall.

Today she refreshed her knowledge.

I never expected that I was still a face control at that time!!

He wants to scold, the fierce kind.