It took Bai Qimeng more than two hours to finally clean all the kitchen utensils and then sort the seasonings.

The once empty kitchen suddenly had a soul at the moment when it was done, and it became more practical.

Of course, Bai Qimeng can't forget the water full of refrigerator he saw when he opened the refrigerator.

She even seriously suspected that Yan Weiming usually didn't eat or drink water at all.

After finishing these, Bai Qimeng continued to cook non-stop.

As an artist, she usually has little time to go out at will, so the only thing she likes to do at home is probably to study cooking.

Basically, dishes that are not too difficult, she can make dishes that are not lower than the level of the restaurant, which is why Shi Yi will gain weight slightly as soon as she enters the rest period.

Bai Qimeng planned to cook a soup and stir-fry two simple dishes, but when the soup here was almost ready to continue stir-frying, the door of the villa over there opened.

As soon as Yan Weiming opened the door, he could already smell the familiar aroma of food.

The fire that Bai Qimeng had just turned on was turned off like this, and he hurried to the entrance without even having time to put down the spatula.

"You're here!" Bai Qimeng was holding a spatula in her right hand, wearing a red apron printed with a kitten, and she looked like a hostess waiting for the man to come home.

Yan Weiming was stunned for a moment, as if he was not used to Bai Qimeng's outfit.

After a long time, Yan Weiming reacted, changed his shoes and walked into the house.

Bai Qimeng hurriedly pulled Yan Weiming in the direction of the kitchen.

I saw that the kitchen, which had nothing yesterday, was neatly arranged at the moment, and there was really a pot on the stove that was originally just used as an ornament, and even the pot was still smoking.

"How? Am I making your house very lively?! Bai Qimeng said excitedly, her eyes blazing.

"Well, it's very lively, but there's one thing you're doing wrong." Yan Weiming said solemnly.

"Wrong?" Bai Qimeng was immediately blinded.

Done wrong? Could it be that there is something that I didn't buy or something misplaced?

Bai Qi dreamed, and was about to step forward to check when he was pulled by Yan Weiming and taken into his arms.

"Well, you're wrong, it shouldn't be my home, it's the home of the two of us." Yan Weiming lowered his head and whispered to her, the tenderness in his eyes was about to drown her.

Bai Qimeng's face turned red all of a sudden, and she broke free of Yan Weiming's embrace slightly.

"You go wash up, I'll continue cooking." Bai Qimeng whispered, and slowly walked into the kitchen to continue stir-frying.

"Okay, I'll send an email to the study." Yan Weiming smiled and walked straight to the second floor.

Bai Qimeng took a deep breath to calm his beating heart, rolled up his sleeves and nodded very seriously.

A pot of winter melon pork rib soup was stewed in the pot, and the fragrance gradually wafted to every corner of the villa.

Bai Qimeng turned on the fire and prepared to do a big job.

In the study, the sound of fingers tapping on the keyboard kept ringing.

Yan Weiming was about to turn off the computer after sending two English emails as quickly as possible, when a new email suddenly appeared on the lower right side of the computer.

At the top left of the email is the sender's name - Yan Wenran.

Yan Weiming sighed after reading the email carefully, closed the computer and walked out of the study.

Bai Qimengcai was brought to the table and hurriedly set up the dishes and chopsticks, just as Yan Weiming also came down the stairs.

A winter melon pork rib soup, a stir-fried shrimp with garlic and celery, and a stir-fried kimchi with pork belly are placed on the table, steaming hot.

The food under the light is more shiny, and the air is filled with the mixed aroma of food.

Yan Weiming couldn't help laughing, obediently listened to Bai Qimeng's order, and after washing his hands, he sat down at the table and prepared to enjoy a big meal.

"How?!" Bai Qimeng said anxiously.

I saw Yan Weiming pick up a piece of shrimp and pork belly and put them in his mouth, and then drank a sip of warm soup, and then deliberately sold Guan Zi with his eyes closed and made a tangled expression.

"Hmm... Delicious! Yan Weiming sold Guan Zidao.

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