Rebirth of the famous family in the entertainment industry

Chapter 413 Are you interested in trying? (3)
"Yeah." Chu Ying rubbed his chest, "Don't chase me anytime from now on."

"Then are you still running?" Wu Tong looked at her sideways.

"Don't run away." Chu Ying still hugged him, "From now on, I will stick to you like a dog's skin plaster, and I can't even shake it off."

"Go, can you give yourself a better metaphor?" Wu Tong rubbed her hair.

"How is Little Tail?" Chu Ying laughed, "I will follow you like Little Tail from now on, and Little Tail wants to kiss you now, okay?"

"No." Wu Tong turned over and lay down on the bed, muffled, "I'm very arrogant."

"Then you can kiss me." Chu Ying also lay beside him, slowly closed her eyes, and said softly, "Wu Xiaotong, come and kiss me, please."

Wutong propped himself up with one hand and looked up at her.

Chu Ying lay on the bed with her eyes closed, her eyelashes trembling slightly, her pink lips slightly pursed, looking expectant.

Wu Tong looked at her, pressed her wrists with both hands, threw herself on her body, and slammed her lips, biting and entangled. Chu Ying quickly responded to him, holding his waist tightly with both hands, rolling on her body. soft bed.

An ambiguous breath and sound swayed in the room, but the few people outside didn't notice it at all.

Wutong recovered slowly, and Jiang Ning was of course in a good mood, so he wiped with a rag.

Jiang Yuan helped her wipe, Cheng Siqi went out and talked with the two of them for a while, then smiled casually and said, "Auntie, I'll help you."

When the voice fell, I went to get the rag.

Jiang Ning quickly stopped her, waved his hands and said with a smile: "How can I let you work, you go chat with Wu Tong and the others."

"It's fine for Chu Ying to be with him, and I won't be a light bulb." Cheng Siqi said with a smile, and it seemed that Jiang Ning sighed helplessly.

Jiang Yuan wiped the counter surface at hand, straightened up, raised his wrist to look at his watch, and said with a smile: "Today's dinner is my chef, you can help me."

"Here," Cheng Siqi glanced at him, met his inquiring gaze, and said bravely, "Okay."

The matter of sanitation involves every corner of other people's homes. As an outsider, she actually has a lot of concerns if she wants to help. Cooking is different.

When Jiang Yuan cooks, she will follow suit, so that she won't be idle and embarrassed, and she doesn't have too many scruples.

The only problem is that she doesn't know how to cook.

However, Professor Jiang's chef should be good at cooking. Thinking of this, Cheng Siqi was very relieved and followed Jiang Yuan all the way to the kitchen.

The kitchen decoration of Wutong’s house is light-colored. The cabinets are modern and minimalist, mainly off-white. The cooking table is a beige gray marble fine-grained countertop, which is neat, clean, hard and cool.

Unlike the unified wood-grain tiles in the living room and bedroom, the kitchen floor is made of bright beige marble tiles, and the walls are white, making it even more spotless.

Jiang Ning has a more irritable temper, but he is also very meticulous in life, similar to Cheng Yu.

Cheng Siqi looked around calmly, and Jiang Yuan beside him had already thrown some fruits into the basket under the faucet, commanding: "Wash the fruits first? Cut them together and make some fruit salads."

"Will it be too much?" Cheng Siqi looked at the apples, melons, and pears inside, and then at the bananas and creamy strawberries he had in hand, and asked amusedly.

"It's okay." Jiang Yuan wiped his hands, rolled up his sleeves two more times, and frowned slightly, "There are too many fruits at home, so don't eat them until they are spoiled."

Well, when Cheng Siqi entered the door, she also saw several fruit baskets, and began to wash the fruits resignedly.

In October, she was wearing a black long-sleeved T-shirt, which happened to have a pattern of a little white cat on the front. Jiang Yuan took a second look, and took an apron from the cabinet for her: "Put this on, don't put the clothes on Dirty."

Perhaps because he has been a teacher in school, he also speaks in a serious manner. Giving an apron is like giving a homework book, and Cheng Siqi obediently took it.

The apron is light green and made of waterproof leather, and she really looks like a good wife and mother when she wears it.

Chu Ying asked her to come because she didn't want to be too embarrassed by herself, so she made an appointment to go together in advance. Seeing this posture, Cheng Siqi naturally knew that she would probably have to have dinner before leaving.

After washing the fruit, I figured it was still early, so I sent a text message to Song Wang with my mobile phone during the break.

Jiang Yuan was doing the pre-dinner preparations very quietly. She glanced at it inadvertently and found that Jiang Yuan was taking things from the mobile phone menu.

Looking at it while holding it, it is clear that it is a novice.

Cheng Siqi couldn't help bursting out laughing, Jiang Yuan beside her turned his head to see her, and said in a muffled voice, "What are you laughing at?"

"Professor Jiang, can you cook?" Cheng Siqi asked curiously.

"No." Jiang Yuan said solemnly.

"You're the chef who doesn't know how to cook?" Cheng Siqi raised her brows lightly, and there was some gloating in her voice.

"Isn't there you here?" Jiang Yuan took out cooking wine and soy sauce from the cabinet and put it in front of his eyes, "Wu Tong's mother has been working too hard these days, so I had to volunteer, and it happened that Chu Ying asked you to come over."

He took it for granted, but Cheng Siqi suddenly stopped laughing and looked at him tongue-tied.

"What?" Seeing that she suddenly fell silent, Jiang Yuan continued to gesture with things, raised his eyebrows and showed a slightly weird smile, "Don't tell me you can't cook."

Uh……

Cheng Siqi looked at him, scratched her hair for a while, and muttered, "I will."

Jiang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"But I know how to order noodles." Cheng Siqi said again.

Jiang Yuan: ...

"I can't say no, those vegetables don't cooperate very well. I can't master the heat and seasoning well, so most of the cooked ones are not edible." Cheng Siqi explained sincerely.

Jiang Yuan: ...

It feels clear that it should be a decathlon.

Jiang Yuan thought for a while in depression, and comforted: "It's okay, I believe you."

Cheng Siqi: ...

She really didn't understand why this person had so much confidence in her. Jiang Yuan had calmly put all the seasonings in the cabinet on the cooking table, checked the recipes, and said gently: " It’s nothing difficult, just follow the recipe in a while.”

(End of this chapter)