It's still late at night, and there is no one in the Blowing Snow Building, so Tang just thought about it and got up from the bed, put on his shoes and socks, and followed.

It took a while to find the kitchen.

At this moment, Ji Qingzhou was already busy in the kitchen.

She just leaned against the doorframe, looked at the busy people inside, and slowly squinted her eyes.

Is......

I never thought that the way a man cooks would be so pleasing to the eye.

The kitchen is very clean, and it is not worthy of the temperament exuded by the man, he is not the cold and indifferent god at the moment, as if he is a gentle husband at home. Standing tall and tall, standing in front of the board, the knobby hand is holding the kitchen knife, and it is actually running very flexibly, and the cut vegetables seem to have been carefully measured, and the size is the same.

A few side dishes were quickly cut and placed on a plate.

He added fire to the hearth, and stood by the stove, the corners of his mouth sunken with pleasure.

The loose black hair is tied behind the head, and the delicate facial features are more exposed, which is even more three-dimensional.

When the pan is hot, add oil and serve the dishes......

Every step is familiar, as if it has been done countless times.

Tang Cha suddenly remembered that when he had just crossed over, he was not used to eating the food here and complained to the master, and then, suddenly, one day, the food became delicious and delicious.

At that time, the junior brothers and sisters also came up, and the master only glanced at a few people lightly, and a few junior disciples ran away quickly.

Now that I think about it, I'm afraid that from that time on, the food I eat will be made by the master.

Except then......

When she was a princess, the staff would go to the restaurant outside every day to bring food back, but later Tang Qiachi went to the restaurant to eat, and found that the daily staff brought back was particularly delicious, but the food in the restaurant was not delicious at all, as if it was not a taste.

When she was the daughter of the Taifu, the national teacher accepted herself as a disciple, and at that time she was immersed in her studies, and when she came back to her senses, the table was full of food.

I asked the master, and the master said that it was just sent by the maid......

and when I was the saint of Miaojiang......

Every time, every time, there is such a person by your side.

Now that I think about it, the taste of those talents is the same.

It's all done by Master!

I was smiling and appreciating it, but I felt my nose sour when I thought about it......

Ji Qingzhou put down the spatula and put the plate containing the vegetables in the tray, but as soon as he turned around, he saw Tang Chacha with tears streaming down his face.

"Why are you crying?"

Jian Mei twisted slightly, then looked at her wound and looked at her whole body: "Does it hurt somewhere?" ”

Don just nodded.

Ji Qingzhou's heart suddenly lifted and asked, "Where does it hurt?" ”

Tang Chacha grabbed his hand and pressed it to his chest: "Here...... Distressed. ”

Ji Qingzhou was stunned for a while.

Tang just took the initiative to lean over and hug him, and his heart was happy and sometimes sour.

Ji Qingzhou didn't dare to move.

The two hugged each other quietly.

The light in the kitchen was on the two of them, and the two people who were capable and beautiful were actually in perfect harmony with everything around them.

The orange lights seemed to soften.

Tang Cha just looked up at this season of Qingzhou, looking at those two lips. Flap, tiptoeing......

And then

"Goo-goo-goo-goo......"

Don Chacha's stomach screamed.

Lian Teng's red turned red, and it burned to the base of his neck at once.

Tang was just embarrassed, so he only let go of Ji Qingzhou, ran up and served two dishes and ran upstairs.

Fortunately, there is not much soup to fry, so it will not spill.