Cute wife is too delicious: President, please restrain

She can't see it many times a day. He sees TV. He watches TV in the kitchen? And even if you watch TV, the tablet can't be black without any sound. Shouldn't it be the video playback interface?

An idea flashed in my mind. Ning Qiao suddenly understood something. Isn't he reading the recipe?

"No?" Yu shaomo said coldly.

He wanted to hide it from her, but now she didn't see it. Of course, he couldn't admit that he was reading the menu.

His tone was very unhappy. Ning Qiao was too lazy to talk to him so much. He looked at the prepared dishes next to him and said curiously, "do you want French fries?"

"What French fries?" Yu shaomo frowned.

Ning Qiaoqiao took the plate of potato chips and said, "don't you want French fries, but this food is high in calories. It's too unhealthy. You'd better not make this dish."

After that, Ning Qiaoqiao suddenly found something wrong with Yu shaomo's expression. He immediately reacted and said in surprise: "you don't want to make shredded potatoes, but cut the potato chips too big?"

Yu shaomo's handsome face became even more ugly.

Sure enough, she guessed right.

"Poof..."

Ningqiao couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Yu Shao Mojun stared at her gloomily.

Ning Qiao sighed and said, "you used to cook. Did you forget all that?"

Yu shaomo frowned and shook his head: "no impression."

That's why he made the simplest cut like this. Ning Qiao nodded without saying anything. He put down the potato chips and picked up the knife to deal with the fish first.

"Give it to me." Yu shaomo suddenly said.

"Ah?" Ning Qiao was stunned. He turned his head and looked at him and said, "you don't remember the past. It's inconvenient to do it. I'd better do it."

The main reason is that she really doesn't want to hurt her stomach and eat dark food.

Yu shaomo Ying frowned: "today is my... Experience life, so I'll do it. You can teach me nearby."

He almost said everything.

"All right." But Yu shaomo couldn't resist it. Ning Qiao had to hand him the knife.

Yu shaomo walked over and stood in front of the kitchen board. He gestured with a knife and was ready to cut.

"Wait a minute!" Ning Qiaoqiao called him, "what are you going to do with this fish? Different methods of cutting are also different. "

"And this kind of attention? Don't you just cut it? " Yu shaomo frowned.

"Of course not. You first say what you want to do."

"... squirrel mandarin fish."

Such a complex and difficult dish, Ning Qiao picked his eyebrow: "then you first cut the fish into cross flowers."

Yu shaomo stood still.

"You cut." Ning Qiaoqiao waited for a while and couldn't help urging.

Yu shaomo frowned and looked at her coldly, "what is cross Sabre flower?"

Ning Qiaoqiao: "

……

During cooking, Ning Qiaoqiao's voice came from the kitchen:

"When the oil is hot, you can put the dishes down."

"Turn the dishes quickly, it's going to paste!"

"Ah! What are you doing with so much energy? The dishes have been taken out! "

"It's time to put salt."

"... you put it into sugar! Oh, my God! Can't you tell sugar from salt? "

"Ningqiao, get out!" Yu shaomo's unbearable voice sounded.

Ning Qiaoqiao looked at him in silence. It was clear that he had made a mistake and even drove her away. Just go!

Without her help, see how he can cook!

Ningqiao turned and walked out.

"Stop!"

Walking to the door, a man's hard voice came behind him.

"Why?" Ningqiao stopped and turned to look at it.

Yu shaomo frowned and glanced at her. His low voice was somewhat unnatural: "what should be put next?"

……

An hour later, the five dishes were finally finished.

Yu shaomo sat in his seat and frowned at the table. Obviously, the selling of these dishes did not meet his aesthetic standards.

Ning Qiaoqiao didn't feel anything. He picked up his chopsticks and said, "well, you can start eating."

She picked up some vegetables and put them into her mouth. She frowned slightly and said nothing. She chewed a few times, swallowed the vegetables and stretched out her hand to pick the second one.

"Don't eat!"

Yu shaomo frowned, put out his big hand and held her wrist holding chopsticks. Jun's face was a little gloomy: "I'll ask the cook to cook it for you again."

He saw her frown. The dishes didn't taste good to her.

Before cooking, Yu shaomo was very confident. Although he had no memory of this, he thought it would not be a problem to follow the recipe with his intelligence, but he didn't think he was too confident.

Ning Qiao was stunned and looked at him strangely: "why don't you eat? What you did for the first time after you lost your memory, aren't you going to try? "

Yu shaomo frowned and looked at her without talking.

Ning Qiao smiled, picked some dishes and put them in his bowl. He said, "try them. Although it's not delicious, I don't think it's too much to swallow."

Yu shaomo glanced at her, his eyes sank, looked at the dishes in the bowl, picked up chopsticks and put them into his mouth.

As she said, the taste is really bad, but it's not so bad that people want to vomit.

Ning Qiaoqiao put his hand with chopsticks under his chin, looked at him and said, "now you believe what I said. Anyway, if it's all ready, you'll make do with it. Besides, do you know what time it is now? If the cook does it again, I'll starve to death. It's all your fault. Just now I said I had to do it, and you didn't agree. You had to do it. Now it's all right..."

As she spoke, she picked up chopsticks to eat.

Yu shaomo glanced at her. Jun's face was a little gloomy, but he didn't say anything.

Ning Qiaoqiao knew later that he didn't speak. He raised his head and saw him eating silently, with a touch of complex emotion in his eyes.

She forgot that he had prepared the meal for her, so he insisted on cooking it himself.

What she said just now seems to have gone too far.

No more, ningqiao lowered his head and continued to eat.

No one spoke again, and the atmosphere at the table was silent.

In the other corner.

The housekeeper and several bodyguards are secretly observing the situation.

"Housekeeper Keith, it seems that Mr. Yu and Miss Yu are not particularly romantic. What's going on?"

"No flowers, no red wine, even the candlestick prepared before was taken away when the young lady cleaned the table. What about the romantic dinner?"

"Mr. Yu wasted so much energy that this is the result in the end?"

The bodyguards talked one after another. What they expected to see was the romantic picture of Ning Qiaoqiao and Yu shaomo having a candlelight dinner. Now all candlelight romance is floating clouds, and only dinner is left.

Keith glanced at the restaurant, sneered and continued to look at his mobile phone.

"Housekeeper, why don't you comment? Don't you care at all? " The bodyguard asked curiously.

"I'm reporting to young master Ao. All the plans originally arranged have been destroyed by you two fools! If you hadn't let the young lady go downstairs and let her lose her sense of surprise, would this be the case? " Keith was furious.

"No, housekeeper, complaining about such a thing is not in line with your identity!"

"We are also kind-hearted. Who knows the result."

……

"What sound?"

Hearing the noise from the corner over there, Ning Qiao looked at it suspiciously.

Without blinking, Yu shaomo glanced at her lightly: "eat."

Ning Qiaoqiao looked at him and didn't say anything. He bowed his head and continued to eat.

When people are hungry, everything that doesn't taste good is delicious.

Although the taste of these dishes was far worse than that of the chefs, Ning Qiaoqiao still had a full meal, sat on the sofa, picked up the remote control and prepared to watch TV.

The remote control in his hand was suddenly robbed. Ning Qiao raised his head and looked at Yu shaomo suspiciously: "what are you doing?"

"Go out for a walk."

Yu shaomo looked at her and said.

"Ah?" Ning Qiaoqiao was stunned and shook his head: "no, I don't want to go out. Go yourself."

"Sit after dinner, Ning Qiaoqiao, you're almost a pig!"

Yu shaomo suddenly picked her up and took her outside.

He is a pig!

Ningqiao stared at his back angrily.

Out of the villa, Yu shaomo took her to the gate. At this time, it was dark. Street lights were on in the villa area. Some buildings far and near were shrouded in the lights. There was no wind, and the number on the roadside became very quiet.

Ning Qiaoqiao followed Yu shaomo in a trance. To be honest, it seemed a long time ago that she took a walk with him like this last time.

"Have I always let you down?" His deep voice suddenly sounded around him.

"What?"

Ningqiao turned his head and looked at him suspiciously.

"I said, it seems that you have been disappointed with me since you found me." Yu shaomo said.

Ning Qiao's eyes flashed a flash of amazement and looked at him like an alien.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Aware of her eyes, Yu shaomo turned to look at her.

Ning Qiao blinked and looked at him suspiciously: "Yu shaomo, are you all right?"

Yu shaomo frowned, "what can I do for you?"

Ning Qiaoqiao was even more strange: "it's all right. Why do you ask me such words?"

Yu shaomo flashed an unnatural emotion in his eyes, frowned, turned his head to the other side, and his low voice was a little tight: "I just suddenly found that I can't do many things well, such as tonight's dishes..."

I wanted to show it, but it didn't have the effect he wanted.

Before cooking, Yu shaomo was actually very confident. Even if he had to face strange company affairs, he found that it was easy to deal with those things. On the contrary, today's events gave him a sense of frustration.

Ning Qiao's eyes flashed and said in surprise, "you doubt yourself because you didn't prepare today's dishes?"

She really doesn't think this is what Yu shaomo will do after amnesia.

Yu shaomo frowned: "because it's too different from what you usually eat."