Chapter Forty-Six: Tang Tang, Is It Delicious?
The man took advantage of her stunned moment to squeeze in sideways, the warm sun crossed a layer of soft light on his demonic face, and the inky eyes were folded with a golden light.
When staring at you, you will be free from a seductive goblin, and as long as you look at him, you will drown in those amorous peach blossom eyes.
Gu Tang wanted to look away, and closed the door by the way, "Why are you here?" ”
After saying that, she felt that it was pointless to ask.
As long as Mo Siyan thought about it, she could even know how many grains of rice she ate every day, let alone such a trivial matter as where she lived.
"Come and visit little pity."
Mo Siyan's slender jade-like fingers picked up something and shook it in front of her, and a sweet aroma immediately filled the courtyard, with the fragrance of osmanthus flowers.
As soon as you smell it, you know that it is the osmanthus cake of Mochizuki Tower.
From the morning to the present, Gu Tang only ate a piece of pastry in the morning, and then kept dealing with the Shen family, and chatted with Xu Yang for a while, but he didn't have time to eat at all.
At this time, when I smelled the aroma of osmanthus cake, I suddenly felt hungry.
Gu Tang swallowed her saliva angrily, but when she thought of what Mo Siyan said, she couldn't help it, and said stiffly: "I'm not hungry."
"Also, who's pitiful?"
However, it seemed that even God was deliberately punishing her for her inconsistent heart, and as soon as she finished the last word, her stomach snorted, and the sound was especially clear in the silent space.
“……”
Facing the mocking eyes of Shang Mo Siyan, Gu Tang couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into, just when she wanted to leave this place that made her embarrassed.
The little hands are clasped by the hot and dry palms.
"Do you have any food at home?"
A magnetic voice sounded in his ears, Gu Tang thought he was asking if there was a ready-made meal, and shook his head, "No, but there are fresh vegetables in the kitchen, and they need to be freshly cooked." ”
"By the way, have you eaten?"
Although it was already past the meal, she still habitually asked, Mo Siyan had a bad stomach, and he often forgot to eat when he was busy with official business in his previous life, and he was persuaded by others that he would lose his temper.
Therefore the burden of the overseer fell on her.
Mo Siyan didn't answer her question, squeezed the soft little hand in his palm, and asked slowly, "Where is the kitchen at home?"
"Over there, I'll take you."
Gu Tang let him lead his own movements, and led people to the kitchen, in a clean and tidy space, only a little firewood was placed, and the long table against the wall was placed with the meat and vegetables that Xu Yang bought.
The variety is quite abundant.
Gu Tang subconsciously rolled up his sleeves, "Whatever food you want to eat, I'll cook it for you, my skills are good." ”
In the more than a month since I was reborn, the wrist injury has almost healed, and although the splint has not been removed, there should be no problem in cooking a simple meal.
Speaking of rebirth, this is the first time she has been cooking.
Just when Gu Tang was eager to try.
Mo Siyan put down her rolled sleeves and picked up the fire fold from the long table, her casual movements looked very unreliable, and the words she said were even more outrageous.
"You rest, I'll do it."
Gu Tang: "......"
If God was full of intelligence, face, and life experience when he created the Mosi Banquet, then his talent in cooking would be zero.
What to do, what not to do.
What to do, what to eat.
What she remembers most is that once, the peanuts in Zhuangzi were harvested, and a large number of them were sent to the palace.
As a result, halfway through cooking, there was official business.
He thought he would be able to handle it quickly, but by the time he remembered it, the peanuts in the pot had been burned to crunchy coals, and the kitchen was almost half burned.
Since then, Gu Tang has not allowed him to cook anymore.
Thinking of those unpalatable meals, Gu Tang hurriedly pulled him to the stove, "It's so cold now, it's too troublesome to cook, let's go eat outside." ”
left the Shen family, on such a day worth celebrating, she didn't want to be poisoned yet.
Mo Siyan stuffed a piece of pastry into her mouth, and the raised eyebrows were rarely serious, but the words he said were extremely crooked.
"Cooking for Tangtang is not troublesome."
“……”
Gu Tang chewed a bite of the soft and glutinous osmanthus cake, silently took another small stool and sat next to Mo Siyan, holding an oiled paper bag, and feeding him a bite from time to time.
The man was wearing a brocade robe, busy in the stove, obviously a very fireworks scene, but because of the nobility exuded by his gestures.
It gives a strong sense of disconnection.
It's like the cold moonlight in the sky, but someone has put it in an inferior sack, which is very disobedient.
But it's not even more inconsistent.
Gu Tang was already ready to be hungry, but he didn't expect a series of actions such as lighting a fire, cutting meat, and stir-frying, and the man was very familiar with it, not like a raw hand at all.
Especially the knife work, the tripe is cut into neat and uniform filaments, which is similar to the man who sliced and cut it into bricks in his previous life.
In a casserole of beef that has been stewed and soft, the beef tripe and bamboo shoots are stewed together, and the umami gradually spreads through the kitchen.
Chicken and vegetable porridge are still warm in the casserole on the side, and seasonal vegetables are fried in the largest iron pot.
Gu Tang: "......"
On one side is the coal peanuts that are black in my head, and on the other side is the fragrant food in front of me.
The pictures of the two lives overlapped, and she even began to wonder if her memory of her previous life was confused, otherwise why did the food cooked by Mo Siyan smell so good.
No, it must just smell good, and it must still taste the same.
After a cup of tea, on the dinner table.
Gu Tang tentatively sandwiched a small piece of beef, put it in his mouth like a strong man dying, and after chewing it stiffly twice, she frowned and looked at the man opposite in disbelief.
While sneaking a look, he stuffed something into his mouth.
Hell, how can it be so delicious......
After a while, the plate was empty.
Capture the mood of the girl's eyes.
Mo Siyan put down his chopsticks thoughtfully, his bamboo-like slender fingers crossed together, and his angular jaw was propped up, "Tang Tang, is it delicious?" ”
A lazy voice, with a slightly different atmosphere.
Spotting his darkened pupils.
Gu Tang suddenly felt that something was wrong, she suppressed the smile on the corner of her lips, and commented lightly: "It's okay, it's not difficult to eat."
"I'm going to rinse my mouth."
After finishing speaking, he fled and left.
After living together day and night for three years, Gu Tang didn't dare to say that he could completely guess Mo Siyan's thoughts, but as long as he showed such a wolf-like dark look, he would definitely have bad intentions.
Staring at the back of the panic.
Mo Siyan hooked the corners of his lips rather happily, he got up and brought the dishes on the table to the kitchen, put them in the soap corner with warm water, and slowly began to wash the dishes.
After rinsing his mouth, Gu Tang glanced at the people in the kitchen and crept back to his room.
After a tired day, the warm room made her a little tired, but Mo Siyan hadn't left yet, she definitely couldn't sleep, and picked up the notebook that Xu Yang kept in the house.
I picked out another box of preserved peaches, leaned on the beauty couch, and watched while eating.
Originally, Gu Tang, who just wanted to make himself more energetic, didn't expect the book he picked up casually was so good-looking, and when he looked at it, he was fascinated.
I didn't even hear the footsteps coming in.
Gu Tang was seeing the highlights, and the whole person was suddenly hugged from behind, the man's rough palm covered the back of her tender hand, and her waist was also surrounded by an arm as strong as iron.
"The book is so good-looking?"