Billionaire Marriage: The President Asks for a Name

Chapter 14 Almighty God, Feed

There is usually a cook in the villa who cooks meals. Even though Long Zeting seldom comes over, he will do it just in case. It just so happens that the cook is away for a day off today.

For lunch, Uncle Zhong has already ordered it, and it will be delivered from the five-star hotel in a few minutes.

It's just that before he could say anything, Ai Caocao rushed into the kitchen, showing his clothes in full swing.

Since he was so motivated, Uncle Zhong felt that it was better not to hit him, so he retreated outside the kitchen and watched quietly.

in fact.

Wormwood has never cooked.

When I was at home, my old lady would cook the meals, and she just had to accept the feeding. Occasionally, my old lady was not at home, and the old lady could still cook, so she was always in a state of opening her mouth for food.

But cooking doesn't seem to be difficult for her.

You should know that her wormwood is so creative, isn't it a matter of minutes to cook a few dishes...

So, there is the next scene.

A moment later, the beef was chopped hard, but it didn't cut off, and then flew out directly...

The eggs were beating, and I accidentally slipped my hand and dropped the bowl...

After that, when the fire was lit, the flames rose to a high level, and the pot in Ai Caocao's hand slapped...

Uncle Zhong looked at the bodyguard outside the door. He put his hand on his forehead, and he didn't know where the young master found this wonderful thing!

This cooking is about to set the kitchen on fire, is this a master?

Play back 1 minute ago.

"Young Mistress, do you really need someone to come in and help you?"

"No, no! These are very simple, I can handle them!"

"But……"

"Ahaha, do you see that I am in a hurry? In fact, this is all preparation work. Wait for a while to get started, and it will be done soon!"

This is done, Uncle Zhong has completely given up hope. Fortunately, a table of meals has been prepared outside.

"looking at what?"

When Uncle Zhong saw the young master standing behind him, he twitched the corner of his mouth and coughed, "Master, young mistress is cooking."

Long Zeting's eyes lit up.

Think the little things have a complete sense of belonging, and now they know how to cook for themselves?
But when Uncle Zhong moved away, Long Zeting's face became much more exciting when he saw the scene in the kitchen.

"Master, the food is ready, why don't you and young mistress use it first."

Long Zeting curled his lips, and was about to answer, when he saw a little thing in the kitchen with a cartoon cat apron, wrinkled a cat face, and looked over pitifully.

He admitted that he was indeed soft-hearted for a while.

"Do you want me to help you?"

What else can Ai Caocao say, that she actually has no cooking talent at all?

She pursed her lips and nodded her head, "OK."

As a result, the meal time is infinitely postponed.

From Ai Caocao's point of view, men are just talking, maybe their hands-on ability is not as good as her own!But soon she was stunned by the scene in front of her!

The man quickly tidied up the mess in the kitchen, and his movements were neat, talking, cutting vegetables, washing vegetables, and cooking, the smell and smell!

"You, can you cook?"

The man raised his eyebrows, "I used to study abroad, I learned it!"

She nodded vigorously, and then used herself as a setting board, rubbing her hands silently beside her. Not long after, she smelled the aroma of the food, and a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

When it's ready to serve.

Uncle Zhong and Long Zeting gestured with their eyes, he quickly understood what the young master meant, and immediately removed a table of food brought in from outside.

Because time is running out.

So there are three dishes and one soup in total.

One beef with five-spice sauce, one braised shrimp, one stir-fried broccoli, and one fresh meatball soup.

There are four simple dishes, but after one bite of wormwood, you can't stop!

"Is it tasty?"

"Good time!"

Ai Caocao was hungry all morning and didn't eat breakfast. Now she filled a bowl of rice, and quickly settled more than half of it...

Uncle Zhong watched from the sidelines, dumbfounded again.

The young master is not only looking for a strange flower, but also a foodie!I can't do it, but I can eat it!

Is there something wrong with this skill?
Wormwood is not fat, there is a little baby fat on her face, but she can't help but eat, in fact, after eating so much, she is only seventy percent full.

I can have nine points at home, but this is not my own home after all, Ai Caocao still has some scruples, she glanced at Long Zeting with bony eyes, secretly picked up a prawn with chopsticks, and quickly put it down.

"I'm stuffed."

The man gently picked up a grain of rice from the corner of his mouth for him. The soft complexion may not feel anything wrong, but Uncle Zhong feels that something is wrong.

In short, do you want to say that this girl is a vixen?

But is there such a vixen who looks like a bucket?This should be unprecedented!

"Would you like some more soup?"

I don't know what was added to the soup, and it tasted very delicious. When Ai Caocao heard this, she immediately rolled her tongue, her eyes filled with anticipation, "Is it okay?"

"Of course!"

Wormwood held the hot soup served by someone herself, and drank it with great satisfaction, like a fed kitten, she narrowed her eyes in satisfaction.

(End of this chapter)