Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

Jiang Zhai.

When Jing Tong came back early today, she happily asked Sister Chen to borrow the kitchen, intending to show her little hands.

The chef and the servant cooperated, and said to her while saying fun: "Unfortunately, Mr. can't eat."

"I didn't make it for her, I made it for you." Jing Tong vigorously flipped the spatula, and he also sighed, "The kitchen utensils are all cool. The kitchen where I lived before was just a narrow aisle. It may not reach two square meters, it is too narrow to display."

Sister Chen said with a smile: "Since this is the case, you can settle down. I heard Chen Zhengfei say that your house has not returned, and most of the things are still there."

"Can't retreat, otherwise I will quarrel with Jiang Yu, wouldn't it even have a place to stay?" She turned off the fire neatly, took a pineapple with a chopstick and tasted it, satisfied sigh, "delicious! "

The chef commented on the side: "The ancient meat of pineapple is not easy to cook, and it is not obvious that Miss Jing is quite talented. Huohou has a good grasp."

"That's it." Jing Tong smiled, "Everyone is trying it out!"

At this moment, Sister Chen suddenly glanced outside the kitchen: "I'm afraid we have no appetite today. The sir actually came back. So early, he probably hasn't eaten dinner yet."

"Hey? I'll take a look." Jing Tong was also taken aback, and quickly put down the spatula, too late to wash his hands, and rushed to the living room, just to see Jiang Yu walk in.

The man is unbuttoning his cufflinks and his face is somber, it seems that he has encountered some tricky things.

"You're back? It's so early today!" Jing Tong greeted, and thought that he didn't fight back against Tang Xu today, he couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Did you have any trouble?"

Jiang Yu raised his eyes, his face calmed down, "Nothing." Then his eyes fell on her, "How do you wear an apron?"

"Oh, I just cooked in the kitchen." Jing Tong's eyes turned, "I didn't expect you to come back so early, so I didn't make your share. I'll eat it myself and let the chef prepare dinner for you."

Jiang Yu seemed relieved: "It doesn't matter, I eat what the chef prepared."

Jing Tong was stunned for a moment, and then he was furious: "Hey! The dishes I made by myself, shouldn't you beg me to let you try them?"

There was a smile in the man's eyes: "Aren't you saying that the weight is not enough?"

Jing Tongqi's stomping: "I won't give it to you anymore, don't you want to try my craft in the future!"

Jiang Yu stretched her arms around her and smiled lowly: "Okay, okay, it's rare that you have a heart. I will take even a poison."

"What? I have good craftsmanship." Jing Tong snorted. "And I didn't do it for you. Who knows you come back so early today."

The man nodded, "Well, I know you want to practice your skills better and then do it for me."

Jing Tong slapped him with his elbow and stared at him: "Can you be more narcissistic?"

After the two entered the restaurant, Jing Tong saw that the two dishes she had made had been put on the table, so she said proudly, "Look, this is what I made. Pineapple ancient meat and Mapo tofu, a sweet and sour taste It's a salty and spicy flavor! Is it good to sell?"

Jiang Yulue raised his eyebrows in surprise: "It's really good."

To tell the truth, he thought that the woman only entered the kitchen when she was bored, and what she made was definitely difficult to talk about, but it seems that it should not be as bad as he thought.