Little Jiaojiao of the paranoid boss turned wild

Chapter 14
He raised his head, and Ye An'an, who was sitting opposite him, smiled brightly and looked forward to it.

Lu Boran: "..."

He lowered his head and stared at the food in front of him again, without reaching out to grab it.

"Husband?" Ye Anan called him suspiciously.

Lu Boran looked up at her and said, "What is this?"

Hearing this, Ye An'an blinked and said, "This is a dish."

"..."

Looking at the object of unknown shape inside the lunch box, Lu Boran had an intuition that Mama Liu must not have made it.

Seeing the unconcealable expectation in Ye Anan's eyes, an idea suddenly popped up in his mind.

He stared at Ye An'an uncertainly for a while, and asked, "This...you did it?"

"Yes." Ye Anan nodded, and urged enthusiastically: "Honey, eat quickly."

Lu Boran: "..."

After a moment of silence, he couldn't help but clenched his chopsticks tightly, pointed at the black object inside the lunch box and said, "What is this?"

Ye Anan replied: "Braised pork ribs."

Lu Boran picked up a carbonized object and looked up at Ye An'an, as if asking if this was ribs?
"Cough cough." Ye Anan coughed softly, "Then what, the fire is too hot, it will be black when I fish it out..."

Lu Boran was silent.

He silently put the piece of black charcoal back into the lunch box, and then pointed to the slightly larger piece of black charcoal beside him, the expression on his face became somewhat indescribable.

He asked: "What is this?"

Ye Anan said: "Coke chicken wings."

"..." he repeated, "Coke chicken wings?"

"Um……"

Lu Bo could bear it no longer, and he opened another small box.

There was something green and viscous inside, which scared him so much that he didn't spit it out.

He couldn't sit still, pointed to the green liquid in the box, and asked with a broken voice, "What is this?"

The shame on Ye Anan's face became more and more serious. She lowered her head slightly, raised her hand and touched her nose in embarrassment, opened her mouth, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "You don't have to be afraid of the green one, it's actually vegetable soup, but I don't know Why did it turn into vegetable juice..."

Lu Boran: "..."

Ye Anan's scalp felt numb from Lu Boran's gaze, pouted, and couldn't help but argue for himself: "You, don't just look at the appearance, although it doesn't look very good, it might taste good eat..."

The more he talked, Ye An'an's voice became less confident and gradually whispered.

She said: "We can't just look at the ugliness on the outside, we must know how to appreciate the inner beauty."

"..."

God appreciates inner beauty...

Lu Boran took a deep breath, and he tried to calm himself down, brainwashing the screen repeatedly in his mind.

This is made by Ye Anan himself. Although it is black charcoal, it is ribs...

Under Ye Anan's expectant gaze, Lu Boran picked up his chopsticks, picked up a small piece of black coal from a pile of black coal, put it in his mouth, and chewed it twice.

Ye Anan quickly asked: "How is it, how is it? How does it taste?"

The moment Lu Boran entered the mouth, he raised his hand and curled his fist to his lips, a dark light in his eyes was fleeting.

He raised his eyes to Ye Anan's eyes, did not speak, but reached out and handed her the chopsticks.

Lu Boran didn't pay attention, but Ye Anan's eyes lit up.

Sharing a pair of chopsticks is not indirect...

She happily reached out to take the chopsticks, picked up a piece of black coal and stuffed it into her mouth.

But in the next second, her face instantly became ugly, as if what she ate into her mouth was not a delicacy, but a poison.

"vomit--"

Ye An'an covered her mouth, turned around, took the trash can and spit out the things in her mouth.

And Lu Boran had already taken out a tissue, spit out the black charcoal in his mouth, and then threw it into the trash can beside him.

With a calm face, he dialed the internal number and said, "Secretary Ai, bring in two glasses of warm water."

Amy on the other end of the phone was confused, but she came to the office a minute later.

When she walked over, put the water glass in front of the two of them with a smile, and looked at the two boxes of black and green things on the table, the corners of her mouth couldn't help twitching slightly.

?

What the hell is this?

She suddenly remembered the bag of things that Ye Anan was holding in her hand when Ye Anan came over just now, and she instantly understood.

She fell silent.

When Amy Huan finally left, the astonishment in her eyes could not be concealed.

The office door was closed again, Lu Boran finished rinsing his mouth, put the empty water cup on the coffee table, looked up at Ye An'an who was still rinsing, a smile appeared in his eyes, but it disappeared soon.

Ye Anan spit out the last sip of water, took out a tissue and wiped her mouth violently. After she finished all this, she looked at Lu Boran and said apologetically, "I'm sorry... I just wanted to cook for you. It's delicious, but I didn't expect it to be so unpalatable..."

Lu Boran didn't blame her, but comforted her: "Some people are not suitable for cooking, so you don't have to pay too much attention to it."

Ye Anan: "..."

Sorry, I was not comforted, but was deeply disgusted.

"I'm a novice. I'm sure I'll overturn when I do it for the first time. Believe me, I'll practice more..."

Ye An'an doesn't believe this evil anymore, there is nothing in this world that she can't accomplish, it's just cooking, she can do it.

Lu Boran: "..."

At first, I wanted to persuade her to give up, but seeing Ye An'an's fighting spirit was so high, he couldn't get his words out of his mouth. After swallowing, he changed the subject and asked, "This is your first time cooking, do you have any questions?" Injuried?"

Lu Boran often hears that people who enter the kitchen for the first time will inevitably be injured, either by cutting their fingers with a knife, or scalding their bodies by splashing hot oil.

Ye Anan shook her head: "With Mama Liu helping me, I'm fine."

Hearing this, Lu Boran became even more silent.

Can the culinary skills that even Liu's mother can't save can be improved through practice?
Originally, I had little expectations for Ye An'an, but now I have completely lost confidence.

Just as he was thinking, forget it, anyway, it's better for Ye Anan to stay at home doing nothing and practice cooking than to run back all day and find a way to escape.

Unexpectedly, Ye An'an's next sentence directly made Lu Boran doubt his life.

Ye An'an said: "I have nothing to do, but... there may be a little accident in the kitchen..."

Hearing this, Lu Boran couldn't help but twitch his right eye, and he felt in his heart that the little accident Ye Anan said was not a small one.

"What happened in the kitchen?" he asked.

Ye Anan silently took out her phone and handed it to Lu Boran.

Lu Boran took a look and saw some photos of the kitchen.

If he hadn't seen Liu Ma's figure, and what Ye Anan said, he wouldn't have been able to recognize that this was his own kitchen from these dirty and messy photos.

Lu Boran said: "You..."

You call this a little accident? ?

Ye Anan's face was full of embarrassment, she raised her hand to cover her face and said, "It was really an accident... I didn't mean it..."

Lu Bo's eyebrows twitched, he put down his phone, he didn't want to look at the photos anymore, and looked at Ye An'an who was sitting opposite, his voice was very calm: "It's okay, it's just a small matter, I'll let them redecorate the kitchen, you If you like it, you can continue to practice, and I will contact the chef to teach you."

Ye An'an immediately put down his hand, looked at him with eyes full of emotion, and almost shed tears: "Really? Husband, you are so kind, you don't dislike me because I can't cook."

Lu Boran looked indifferent, raised his hand and patted the back of her hand, pursed his lips and said, "It's true, as long as you continue to think about escaping and divorce me, I can give you something better."

Ye Anan: "..."

I don't think about it right now.

Isn't it obvious that I've been acting lately?
Do you have to tie her to him with a rope to believe in yourself?

Mrs. Lu, there is still a long way to go in the pursuit of her husband, and there is a long way to go.

(End of this chapter)