Chapter 337: Murder by Knife (3)
When Sang Mian returned to his residence, it was already night.
Looking at the orange lights in the room, the familiar figure sat at the dining table and swayed his legs boringly, and from time to time he was still stealing the dishes on the table, and Sang Mian stood at the door with a momentary look in his eyes.
"Huh?" Qingyin, who was stealing food, suddenly noticed that there was someone behind him, and hurriedly swallowed the dish that had just been stolen into his mouth, and his figure suddenly stood up from the dining table and looked at the visitor, wanting to open his mouth to speak, but suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to wipe his small mouth, ".... Amiens, you.. Cough... You're back...."KAO, SHE ALMOST CHOKED TO DEATH....
Seeing this, Sang Mian couldn't help but laugh, "Hungry? "She's been away for a long time, so it's no wonder that Xiaoyin is hungry like this.
Qingyin blinked, and didn't care when she saw that she had leaked the stuffing by stealing food, but pointed to the clock on the wall seriously, "You've been there for too long this time, my dishes have been hot twice, and I'm almost starving..... "Well, she must be really hungry, not because the food is too delicious."
After a pause, the soft voice led the person to the table and sat down, and quickly put the dishes on the table, "How is it?" How did you talk to Si Yunling? Is it in trouble? "Otherwise, how could it have been delayed for so long?
Sang Mian, who was sitting in the seat, shook his head, his lowered eyes flashed slightly, "Actually, I didn't talk about anything, the head of the Si family is cautious, and he doesn't dare to mention your matter directly, so most of the time we are testing each other, which delays time." ”
Qingyin nodded suddenly, thinking that Si Yunling's temperament was indeed calm, and it must be very difficult to talk or something, thinking of this, Qingyin didn't ask anything else, and hurriedly put soup for the people in the seat, "..... Then leave it alone for the time being, as you said, since he hasn't revealed my identity before, I guess he won't leak it for a while, let's wait and see. Come on, you must be very hungry too, quick, taste the soup first, how about it taste~"
The dishes on the table are actually very ordinary, but these home-cooked dishes that can be seen on weekdays are so delicious made by dogs, and the color and aroma are comparable to the dishes of a five-star hotel, and she is really convinced!
And the egg drop soup, the ingredients for cooking the soup are just a little thing, how can the dog make it so delicious!
If it weren't for the fact that Sang Mian hadn't drunk it yet, she really wanted to drink all the soup in one go!
Sure enough, Sang Mian at the table lowered his head and tasted it with a spoon, and his eyes suddenly slipped in surprise.
"How? What do you think? I'll just say that my craft has improved, right? I didn't miss the surprise on Sang Mian's face, and the smugness on his face was soft.
The corners of Sang Mian's mouth couldn't help but curve slightly, ".... Very good indeed. ”
When the words fell, Sang Mian subconsciously looked into the room, and after a while, his eyes fell on the soup bowl in his hand, and his eyes were faintly puzzled.
"That's it!" Qingyin's face was confident, "..... I've said I've made progress. ”
I have to say that talent is the culprit that widens the distance between people, and the dog's cooking skills are obviously taught by her, but the things she makes are a hundred times better than what she makes, and the disparity between the forces is also a little bigger.
The two quickly finished their dinner with a conversation and laughter, and when they saw Qingyin spontaneously washing dishes in the kitchen, Sang Mian quietly turned around and walked towards the door.