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Looking at the leftovers on a table, Jiang Ruomu hesitated for a long time. For dinner, her first thought was to order takeout.

But after reading the menu online for more than an hour, she found that the dishes were good, but she didn't know how to start.

If you go to a star rated store to order takeout, those dishes may be better than Chen's mother, but there are too many differences between her exquisite appearance and Chen's mother.

But if people stir fry, she can't guarantee not only the taste of those things, but also the hygiene.

She watched it for a long time and finally gave up the idea.

After wandering around the kitchen, Jiang Ruomu found that the things here were quite complete. Her eyes flashed and suddenly had other ideas.

She has been with Peng Yali for more than ten years. Peng Yali really doesn't know anything about cooking. If she eats out every day, she will be tired for a long time.

So she began to learn to cook by herself. After a few years, although the craft was not very good, the taste was passable.

Doesn't it mean that if you want to catch a man's heart, you have to catch his stomach? She doesn't want to catch the hearts of adults, but she still needs to brush the popularity of the brush.

Jiang Ruomu looked at the time, took out some dishes from the refrigerator and began the first step of cleaning.

In the evening, when there was only a little light left in the sunset, Cheng came in.

As soon as he entered the door, he smelled the fragrance of vegetables. He narrowed his eyes and handed the briefcase to the maid coming.

When he reached the sofa, he folded his bony hands and asked in a deep voice, "is Miss Jiang back?"

The maid bowed her head respectfully, "Miss Jiang came back at noon and never went out in the afternoon."

Back at noon? Chengyi picked her eyebrows. She was obedient and didn't go to class all afternoon.

"Is she in the room now?" Cheng Yi pondered for a long time and suddenly opened his mouth again.

The maid shook her head again and again. "Miss Jiang is... In the kitchen now."

Cheng Yanwei frowned and said that she was suddenly interested in cooking. She didn't make much sense. She just loosened her tie and asked the maid to go upstairs, "go and call the bodyguard who followed Miss Jiang to my study."

The maid answered and waited for the adult to go upstairs. Then she went out and called a bodyguard.

The two soon arrived at Chengyi's study. As usual, they reported Jiang Ruomu's school to Chengyi.

Jiang Ruomu's schedule was normal. It seemed that he really listened to his arrangement.

He bowed his head and asked the bodyguard to go down after a long time of meditation. The deep pupil was invisible

When he came downstairs, the food had not been cooked, and he didn't know what he thought. He walked to the kitchen.

There is a small figure busy in the kitchen. She sticks her balls and makes dishes step by step cleanly.

He hasn't seen such a home for a long time. He's a little stunned.

Standing there like that, I didn't know where to stand for how long. Unexpectedly, I waited until Jiang Ruomu turned his head.

She smiled and turned around with the freshly fried food. The heat of the food spread upward layer by layer, filling her face and his eyes

"You're back?" Jiang Ruomu looked at Cheng Yi in front of him, a little stunned.

She had already prepared the ingredients. Later, when she was a little tired, she lay down on the sofa and had a rest. She didn't want to oversleep.

When she started cooking, the time was a little tight. She really didn't notice that the adult had come back.

The adult swayed away his eyes, gave an inaudible answer, and then turned and walked back to the restaurant.

Jiang Ruomu looked at his figure and hurriedly followed him.

After putting the dishes in his hand on the table, Jiang Ruomu "enthusiastically" filled a bowl of rice for Chengyi and put it in front of him.

Cheng Yi glanced at her, didn't move his chopsticks, just folded his slender hands, looked at her with great interest, "how can he suddenly be interested in cooking?"

She was not interested at all. Jiang Ruomu smiled twice. "Didn't you say that I always wanted to be with you day and night before, didn't I experience it?"

"That's right." Cheng Yi answered and still looked at her for a moment. What he said was obviously a statement, but it was like a great doubt.

Jiang Ruomu was a little guilty when he saw it. He moved his eyes uneasily and insisted, "yes, yes."

Cheng Yi was still smiling at her. She occasionally looked back. After touching his deep eyes, she didn't know whether she was guilty or what. She became more and more frightened.

"Well, well, I'm wrong." she finally couldn't stand the hot eyes and compromised.

Chengyi raised her eyebrows and motioned her to continue.

"Ma Chen has something at home. I'll let her go back first. You can beat or scold as you like." she looked at Cheng.

Cheng Yi narrowed his eyes. He didn't have much impression of the servants at home, but he still remembered the Chen mother.

This Chen Ma is the person he brought back, which can be regarded as an accidental encounter. Chen Ma's dishes are good. Although they are ordinary hometown dishes, they also have some different tastes.

He was a picky eater. At that time, he happened to drive away the fifth foreign chef and met Chen ma. Her cooking was vaguely similar to the taste he tasted when he was a child, so he brought it back.

People always like to remember the past through some useless things.

Cheng Yi pursed his lips, but he was not angry. He only asked, "what shall I eat while mother Chen is away?"

Without the expected anger, Jiang Ruomu quickly blinked his eyes and looked at him for a long time.

She subconsciously took the responsibility on herself, "I'll burn it."

"Are you sure?" Cheng Yi glanced at her suspiciously.

Jiang Ruomu patted his mind and promised, "don't worry, I don't dare to say anything else. I'll still cook some."

Cheng is still a pensive look. Jiang Ruomu is a little embarrassed. After glancing at the dishes on the table, he quickly recommends them. "Look at the dishes on the table. I cooked them. What do you think?"

There are three vegetables, one meat and one soup on the table. It's a very reasonable match. Cheng looked at it and nodded.

"It looks good," he said first, and then added, "but let me state first that I'm picky about food."

Picky eaters? At ordinary times, I didn't see how selective he was. I'm afraid I told her first. Jiang Ruomu thought so and spoke confidently, "it's all right. You can't eat what you say."

"HMM." the adult replied in a low voice, and then looked at her with a jade smile, "carrots, onion leaves, garlic... Not much, that's all."

Listening to Cheng Yi read a bunch of dish names, Jiang Ruomu's mouth twitched.

Chengyi seemed to be afraid of giving her enough blow. His eyes flashed over the dishes on the table, and his smile became more and more bright.

"Tonight's soup is barely usable. I won't let you redo it. It will start tomorrow morning and please aro in the next ten days."

Staring at Cheng's eyes, Jiang Ruomu looked sadly at the sky. She understood another sentence: good people don't live long.