Hengyi used a small porcelain spoon to pick up the soup, put it to his lips and gently blew it to cool before putting it in his mouth.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he blinked in surprise, "Bo Xiaoniu, it turns out that your skills are so good!" ”

"This soup has both the sour tomato and the seafood flavor of shrimp, which is really delicious in the world!"

Bo Wanyan took off the tied apron and threw it on another chair casually, so that she could take a sip of shrimp soup, "Mr. Heng, so, in fact, the food is also healing." In the future, if you're not in a good mood, I'll make you something to eat. ”

Hengyi glanced at the exquisite soup, not only the beauty but also the material, "Food is the fireworks in the world that satisfy the soul!" I decided to make a tune for this soup! ”

"Huh?"

Bo Wanyan looked at him in astonishment.

I really want to tell him that there is no need to be so troublesome, a soup can inspire his creation, and it is too ridiculous.

It's just that the two chatted while eating, making the kitchen in the early morning filled with fresh soup and a more relaxed atmosphere. In this way, it also eased the tension between the two of them who fought as soon as they met.

There is a wise saying in the world of gastronomy:

"There's nothing in the world that can't be solved with a good meal. If there is, then two," this is the philosophy of life that the food world and foodies take as truth.

"Oops! My memory! ”

Suddenly, Heng Yi patted his head and said in frustration, "I forgot to take a picture and send it to them." ”

"To whom?"

"It's from our family. It's not that you don't know. ”

"You mean to take a picture of this soup and send it to your brother?"

"Yes!" Heng Yi got up excitedly and went to the living room to get his mobile phone, and in normal times, he went to the assistant on an errand.

It's just that Bo Xiaoniu made such a delicious soup for him, so he got up and went to get it himself.

Bo Wanyan bit a small spoon, watched him take a childish picture, and sent ......

"Actually, they should have drunk something more delicious."

After sending the photos to his brothers and younger brothers, he put down his mobile phone, drank a sip of soup, and suddenly remembered something, and asked with a jealous face: "Bo Xiaoniu, have you made this kind of soup for my two brothers?" ”

Suddenly, before Bo Wanyan could answer, he angrily dropped the spoon.

He lives like a jealous little boy.

Seeing the thin evening smoke, he sneered.

"Don't worry, when your brothers came to work in China, I was busy with the graduate school entrance examination and didn't have time to study food."

Picking up the spoon in a slow manner, "So...... Only I've ever eaten your soup? ”

Bo Wanyan nodded, "That's right." ”

Heng Yi replied with her "that's pretty much the same" look, and the matter was turned over.

After breakfast, Bo Wanyan simply cleaned up the kitchen before driving Hengyi back to Fenghe Jiuli Villa.

As soon as he arrived at the villa, the delicate young master began to trouble again, "Thin girl! I command you to throw these dogs out of here at once! ”

In the morning, after the aunt came to the villa to clean, she put the dogs from the balcony into the living room.

At this moment, the dogs, cats, and cats are all having fun in the living room.

Seeing the angry little master, the dogs and cats were scared silly.

They looked at him for a moment, and then they all stopped to play and play, squatting down in a line, looking at their master.

Seeing this scene, Bo Wanyan laughed crazy, squatted down, and rubbed the little black cat's round head, "Don't be afraid, baby, my sister will play with you for a while, let's go to your paradise first." ”

The gentleness of the attitude.

Seeing Heng Yi panting instantly, this stinky chick turns out to have a gentle side.

Just why are you so fierce to him?

Seeing Bo Xiaoniu drive a group of pets to the balcony, through the glass door, I saw the pets around Xiaoniu competing for hugs, which was angry.

He strode to the door and shouted domineeringly: "Bo Wanyan! Your hands are going to make me soup! Don't touch the dog again! ”