Lie down, my dear wife

Zuo ruowei was confused at the bottom of his heart.

Su Qingcheng is in the kitchen... Is he supervising the cook to make small wonton? Or

Zuo ruowei thought of a possibility and had a bad feeling in his heart, so he quickly walked in the direction of the kitchen.

The kitchen of Su family yard is very large. Zuo ruowei saw a figure just outside the kitchen.

In the open kitchen, only one figure is busy. His back is straight and slender. He holds a shovel in one hand and a recipe in the other hand. He seems to be studying something.

The sun came in through the window, and his whole figure seemed to be shining.

He did it step by step, perfect side face, and his every move was particularly prominent in the sun.

Serious man, that kind of charm is really hard to resist.

Zuo ruowei stood outside the kitchen door, feeling up and down. Thinking of what she just said, I felt a little ashamed.

"Who made it? It's so bad. It's definitely the worst little wonton I've ever eaten!"

"This taste is indescribable, indescribable and unspeakable."

How could she say that Su Qingcheng made something for her with his heart?

It turned out that Su Qingcheng made it for her personally, but she just showed her dislike and said such words.

No wonder Su Qingcheng's face was gloomy and ugly just now.

Zuo ruowei was slightly moved at the bottom of his heart.

"Miss Zuo."

A cook suddenly appeared around Zuo ruowei and said hello to Zuo ruowei.

Zuo ruowei was stunned and his thoughts were pulled back by the cook. She asked, "why don't you go in?"

"Su Shao asked us cooks to leave the kitchen temporarily and not to disturb him." the cook replied.

Sure enough, it is the proud and stubborn Su Qingcheng.

But he is strong in everything. He may be a little lacking in cooking.

Hearing the sound, Su Qingcheng had turned back and looked at Zuo ruowei and the cook outside the kitchen.

Zuo ruowei could no longer resist his inner excitement. He rushed in directly and hugged Su Qingcheng from behind.

Her head only reached his shoulder, so she held it quietly, and they were silent for a moment.

The most cute height difference is that Zuo ruowei holds Su Qingcheng from behind. There is also a cute feeling, which makes people feel warm at a glance.

"Su Su, I......" Zuo ruowei thought about it and said, "in fact, I just talked nonsense. This little wonton is delicious, but it's a little salty."

Su Qingcheng put down his things, turned around and hugged Zuo ruowei, then looked down at her head.

"I made it terrible, I know."

Zuo ruowei was particularly embarrassed, "no, really, you have to believe me. I was talking nonsense just now. In fact, it was good. Maybe there was too much salt."

Zuo ruowei pushed out from Su Qingcheng's arms. The warm feeling was still there, and her eyes were a little sour.

This is the first time that someone wholeheartedly cooked food for her in the kitchen, but she was so disgusted.

"Su Su, don't care what I say. I'm just a tricky mouth." Zuo ruowei looked at the small wonton in the pot. It seemed that Su Qingcheng had wrapped it up and wanted to cook again.

After a careful look, Su Qingcheng still had flour on his arm.

Zuo ruowei smiled gently, took the recipe and began to look at it.

Zuo ruowei knows nothing about cooking. Ordinary people also cook instant noodles, but Zuo ruowei rarely touches instant noodles, so he can bubble, but there are still some problems with cooking.

"Let me try. Maybe I have this talent." Zuo ruowei flashed confidence in her eyes. Maybe she has more talent in cooking than Su Qingcheng.

"Don't blow up the kitchen," Su Qingcheng said.

"How could it." Zuo ruowei was full of confidence. "Don't interfere. I want to try."

Zuo ruowei releases water first according to the recipe and waits for the water to boil.

"Be careful." Su Qingcheng began to remind Zuo ruowei.

Zuo ruowei stood again. This was the first time she took a spoon. It felt a little awkward and strange.

"I'll be careful." Zuo ruowei looked at the recipe carefully. She didn't pay attention. She just played like a coping. She turned the recipe to other places, and then found more delicious things.

"Su Su, I want to eat this osmanthus fish, this chestnut and this." Zuo ruowei turned it over and began to choose dishes in the menu. "We'll have a chance later. Let's buy good ingredients and make them at home."

Thinking of this, Zuo ruowei's eyes lit up.

"Are you sure?" Su Qingcheng felt suspended when he saw Zuo ruowei.

"Sure." Zuo ruowei saw that the water was boiling, put the small wonton down again, covered it, and a shallow smile bloomed on his face. "With your IQ and my talent, the dishes we make must be delicious."

Zuo ruowei thought it was wonderful and continued to study the recipe.

The roast whole sheep on the menu looks great.

"Su Su, let's go to the suburbs to roast whole sheep when we are free." Zuo ruowei's dream of being a foodie has always been.

"Hmm? Just this weekend." Su Qingcheng also thought it was feasible.

Zuo ruowei bit his lip, his eyes glowed and said, "we should make an appointment for a few times and do the same things as ordinary couples."

In Zuo ruowei's memory, he really didn't make an appointment with Su Qingcheng.

"Yes," Su Qingcheng promised.

After watching the production method of roast whole sheep for a while, Zuo ruowei smelled the burning smell.

Su Qingcheng narrowed his eyes and seemed to smell it. He immediately reminded Zuo ruowei and said, "look at your wonton."

"Yes, my wonton!" Zuo ruowei put down the recipe and immediately opened the lid of the pot.

Miserable! no Shinobi! See!

The soup in the pot has been boiled dry and the small wonton is charred

She didn't pay much attention just now. Zuo ruowei immediately turned off the fire, but... It seems that she hasn't touched the kitchen utensils and can't even turn off the fire.

Su Qingcheng shot in time and turned off the fire.

The little wonton is ruined!

Zuo ruowei was very distressed. Looking at the small wonton that had been burnt out in the pot, he was still ready to taste it.

She took a bowl, multiplied the uncooked small wonton, put it in the bowl, and blew gently.

Then, eat a small wonton.

Su Qingcheng observed the change of Zuo ruowei's face, first from sadness to regret, and finally... It's difficult to describe.

"How's it going?" Su Qingcheng didn't need to ask. He already knew the answer.

Zuo ruowei swallowed the small wonton with difficulty. The small wonton had a burnt taste and was very light.

"I don't seem to have put salt."

One put more salt and the other didn't. It's complementary.

Su Qingcheng took the bowl in Zuo ruowei's hand, grabbed the chopsticks in Zuo ruowei's hand and said, "I'll eat."

To Zuo ruowei's surprise, Su Qingcheng's cleanliness habit is gone?