Chapter 122: His pets can't go hungry
Lu Xiaoyou's black and white eyes were full of horror.
Oh, my God! She heard her right, right?
Can I eat something made by the dragon boss?!
"Just let the maid prepare, you don't have to work too hard~" If you really let Long Xiliang do it, she is afraid that she will starve to death and will not be able to eat.
"It's 1 a.m." Long Xiliang said, "I'm noisy." ”
Lu Xiaoyou had no choice but to let go of Long Xiliang's hand, he left the bedroom and entered the kitchen.
There are several kitchens in the castle, a large kitchen for a dedicated team of chefs, a second kitchen for the maids, and a small kitchen outside the deer room.
She came to the door of the small kitchen and saw Long Xiliang standing in front of the stove, the man's posture was long, and he went down to the kitchen, but he did not violate the harmony at all.
He didn't wear an apron, he took off his blazer, and wore a white shirt and black suit trousers.
His pants were wet when he was bathing Lu Xiaoyou, and he didn't have time to change them now.
The soaked pants stuck to the skin, wrapping the man's strong legs.
Why is this cooking so sexy?
"Xiao Liangliang really knows how to cook~" Lu Xiaoyou sat on the edge of the dining table, supporting his chin with one hand, looking at his back.
"I've done it before." Long Xiliang replied to her.
"You have servants and cooks." I heard Zhou Qi say that the chefs serving in the castle come from all over the world, and they are all top chefs, if they leave the castle, these chefs will be gilded with a layer of gold in the eyes of outsiders.
"Only cooking by yourself is the safest." He said, Lu Xiaoyou tilted his head and looked at Long Xiliang thoughtfully.
The supper he had cooked for her came out of the pot, served it in a soup bowl, and placed it in front of her.
The aroma came to the nostrils, and the eyes of the deer little ghost water spirit were shining, "Xiao Liangliang will give me something to eat!" ”
Long Xiliang handed her the chopsticks, "Don't be skinny." ”
Lu Xiaoyou snorted lightly, with a delicate appearance, "How can I have skin, you can't think about it!" ”
Long Xiliang turned around to wash the pot, and Lu Xiaoyou took a spoon and tasted the soup first, warming the empty stomach.
The noodles in the bowl are filled with shiitake mushrooms and greens, and a few pieces of fresh meat are added, and the soup has the flavor of meat and shiitake mushrooms, and the greens soak the soup and taste sweet.
The softness and firmness of the noodles are just right, and after the noodles have been passed through the hot water, they are put into the cold water, and then they are put into the hot soup to give them a Q-bomb texture.
Lu Xiaoyou finished the whole bowl of noodles and drank the soup again.
Her stomach was warm, and she burped.
Long Xiliang took Lu Xiaoyou's bowl and stood in front of the sink to wash the dishes.
Lu Xiaoyou sat on the chair and just looked at him, watching his fingers get the soup and detergent on them, and the water washed off the foam between his fingers.
Long Xiliang knew that Lu Xiaoyou was looking at him, this feeling was really strange, this was the first time he had cooked for someone else, but she was his pet, and he couldn't let her go hungry.
When I think about it, it seems that everything has become a matter of course.
He put the dishes and chopsticks into the cupboard, turned around, and saw Lu Xiaoyou lying on the dining table asleep.
Sleep when you're full, like a pig......
Long Xiliang walked up, wiped the dining table, washed his hands, picked up Lu Xiaoyou and walked to the bedroom.
Outside the window, the wind and rain are intertwined, and the dim room and the soft bed are lingering because of the breath of men, and it seems to have become a pure land.
"Xiao Liangliang, thunder and lightning won't hit people, right?" Lu Xiaoyou lay on top of him and muttered.
"There's a 1 in 1 million chance you'll be cleaved." Long Xiliang obviously felt the person on his body hugging him tighter.
"If you get cleaved, will you die?"
"100% will die." He replied, but he didn't wait for Lu Xiaoyou to hug him tighter.