Awakened Multi-talented Goddess Is Doted

  Chapter 517 Taste

  Hearing what Chu Lao said, Ye Zhipei's hand movement stopped.

  Before graduating from her senior year, she probably didn't know Qin Lang at that time. At that time, Chu Lao's eyes were full of herself.

  Although, today's Ye Zhipei doesn't know how true Chu Lao liked it back then.

   But anyway, the irritability in my heart dissipated a lot, and I quietly beat the egg in my hand.

  Chu Lao is helping, the small kitchen is filled with silence,

  Although the two do not speak, they cooperate with each other quite tacitly.

  Just as Chu Lao stretched out her hand, Ye Zhipei handed over what she wanted in the next second.

  The kitchen is already small. Now there are two people squeezed. When Chu Lao turned around, it was easy to run into Ye Zhipei’s arm. It’s summer again, and their arms touched twice without any obstruction.

  Chu Lao didn’t respond, but Ye Zhipei’s eyes darkened.

  Finally, when Chu Lao accidentally ran into Ye Zhipei again, Ye Zhipei frowned and took a step back.

   "........." Chu Lao looked at Ye Zhipei suspiciously, "What are you doing?? I just want to get MSG."

   Ye Zhipei's forehead blue veins moved. He reached out his hand and took the MSG box and placed it in front of Chu Lao. Then he pointed to the outside, "Wait out and wait. I think your cooking skills are not very good."

  Chu Lao really got on the bar with Ye Zhipei this time, "You go out, you said I will do it."

  Speaking, Chu Lao pushed Ye Zhipei outside.

  Chu Lao has just washed his hands, and now his fingertips are slightly cool, with a little coolness, but when the fingertips pass through Ye Zhipei’s skin, it seems to be burning with flames.

   Ye Zhipei's eyes moved slightly, and finally followed Chu Lao's movements to walk out.

  Finally invited Ye Zhipei, the great god, out. Chu Lao felt that the space in the entire kitchen was much larger, so she turned around and started to prepare the ingredients again.

  At this time, in the yard outside, Ye Zhipei didn’t know where he got some gauze, and he was sewing it thinly with a needle.

   Seeing the needle in Ye Zhipei’s hand, the director was a little curious, “Professor Ye, I really didn’t see it. You still have this, really a good man of the day.”

   Ye Zhipei lowered his head and replied faintly, “When I was in school before, the clothes were easy to break and they were all sewed by themselves.”

  【I'm going,,, didn't the news on the Internet last time say that Ye Zhipei is a child of the Ye family? ? That's the Ye family, why do you still need to sew your own clothes? It hurts to me. The handsome guy is too miserable. 】

  【Didn't you hear what Mrs. Ye said? ? Ye Zhipei is an illegitimate child, do you still expect the illegitimate child to be treated well? , Think beautiful. 】

  【I am the only one who cares,,, is Ye Zhipei sewing something? ? It's so big, it doesn't look like clothes. 】

  Ye Zhipei sewed in the yard for about half an hour, and Chu Lao opened the kitchen door, and she waved at Ye Zhipei, "Come on, eat first."

   Ye Zhipei put down the things in his hand and walked to the kitchen to help carry things.

   Seeing the noodles on the stove, Ye Zhipei's eyes condensed slightly, and he paused.

  Chu Lao wanted to go in and get the chopsticks, but was afraid that Ye Zhipei would say she was reckless, so he could only poke Ye Zhipei's arm with one step, "Go, why are you standing here?"

   Ye Zhipei grabbed the emotion in his eyes and walked into the yard face to face.

  As soon as she sat down, Chu Lao greeted Ye Zhipei with great enthusiasm to try her craft, "Hurry up, it won't taste good when it's cold."

   Ye Zhipei lowered his head and took a bite, his hands tightening his chopsticks.

  Since he was a child, he followed his birth mother's life of displacement, and developed many bad habits.

  I was poor when I was a child, and my mother always put a lot of salt when cooking, so that he could resist hunger. Ye Zhipei got used to eating like this, and later the taste became very heavy.

  But he never mentions it to others, and does not make too many demands when eating together. For so many years, no one has discovered his habits.

  However, the bowl made by Chu Lao is obviously very salty. It contains coriander, no green onions or garlic. These are his eating habits.

   Ye Zhipei raised his head and glanced at Chu Lao, Chu Lao frowned slightly, eating noodles in small bites.

  Chu Lao couldn't help shaking his head, it was really unpalatable, I really don't know how Ye Zhipei would like such a strange taste.

  Chu Lao resisted the discomfort and swallowed. When he was about to take the second bite, Ye Zhipei stretched out his hand and took Chu Lao’s chopsticks away.

  Chu Lao looked up in confusion, "What's the matter?"

   Ye Zhipei put the chopsticks on the table, “It’s unpalatable, I’ll make it again.”

  "????? Don't you like to eat??" Chu Lao's eyes widened. Could it be that Ye Zhipei's taste has changed in just a few years? ?

   Ye Zhipei did not answer Chu Lao’s question, and went straight into the kitchen.

  Not long after, he walked out with a bowl of re-cooked noodles.

  Chu Lao looked at the refreshing and beautiful Yangchun noodles in front of him, and quietly curled his lips.

  Although the things Ye Zhipei did seem to be better than what she did, at any rate, she was also careful, okay, should Ye Zhipei dislike it? ?

  (End of this chapter)