At this meeting, Qiao Yiluo seemed to have discovered another side of Chu Chiyi - a scoundrel.

In the past, although he always said that he was a profiteer and could not afford to make a profit, he would respect the thoughts of others.

If it weren't for the person in front of her and Chu Chiyi, she would really suspect that Chu Chiyi had been dropped.

She had no choice but to sit down at the table and listen to the sound of cooking in the kitchen.

The fragrance came, Chu Chiyi also knocked on the kitchen door, and came out with two bowls, Qiao Yiluo looked in a trance.

moved into the villa on the top of the mountain, and said that she would be a cook for Chu Chiyi, so as to offset the rent, he didn't know when she learned to cook, and she never entered the kitchen again.

He didn't even wash the dishes, Chu Chiyi always said: "Where are the girls' hands washing the dishes?" Washing dishes hurts my hands the most, so I'll come in the future. ”

He did what he said, and until she left the country, she never went into the kitchen again.

Chu Chiyi smiled and raised the noodles in his hand slightly, with the meaning of showmanship: "Come on, let's have breakfast!" ”

This shout made Qiao Yiluo even more trance-like, as if they had broken up, just a dream, they were still in Huaxia, and they were still in the villa on the top of the mountain.

In a bowl is tomato egg noodles, with fiery red tomatoes and tender yellow eggs, and finally garnished with green green onions.

Pick up the chopsticks and mix the noodles, and the aroma of chopped green onions is thoroughly stimulated, making it mouth-watering.

The chopsticks pick up the noodles and eat them slowly, the familiar taste blooms in the taste buds, and the indifference and alienation between the eyebrows and eyes gradually dissolve.

Looking up at Chu Chiyi, he was attracted by his noodles, not for her color, flavor, and taste, and there were only a few lonely green onions in front of him.

Even the noodles are all white, and this bowl of noodles is the bowl she cooked.

The hand holding the chopsticks tightened by two points, the fingertips were white, and even the lips were pursed bloodless.

After thinking about it, she took a bag of mustard and a bottle of Lao Gan Ma from the box she had just arrived in today.

They pushed them towards Chu Chiyi: "This." ”

Chu Chiyi glanced at her suspiciously, thinking that she wanted to eat, so he dismantled the mustard and the old godmother, pushed it back, and then continued to bury his head in eating noodles.

He ate the noodles at a slower pace than before, chewing on each bite of the noodles, as if a chef was testing a new dish.

In fact, in that bowl of noodles, she didn't put anything but salt.

Qiao Yiluo continued to return the side dishes to him: "You eat this, that bowl of noodles should not taste good." ”

Hearing her say, Chu Chiyi knew that she didn't want to eat these two things, she gave them to him.

He smiled gently: "I don't use those, the taste is too strong, I don't like it, I like to eat boiled noodles." ”

As he spoke, he picked out the noodles with chopsticks and took a big bite, and his eyebrows and eyes were satisfied.

Can you not be satisfied? How long has it been since she has eaten what she cooked?

He's going back to Huaxia later, and he doesn't know when he'll be able to eat it!

After eating the noodles, Chu Chiyi also drank the noodle soup clean.

After he finished eating, Qiao Yiluo also sped up, and when there were still a few last bites, Chu Chiyi suddenly stood up and went to the bathroom.

After Joey finished falling, she put away the dishes and chopsticks and took them to the kitchen to wash.

The kitchen was cleaned up, everything was washed and returned to its place, if she hadn't been holding the bowl she had just finished eating, she would really think that Chu Chiyi's cooking was just her own imagination.

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