Sweet Storm: My love time

When he heard the sound, he immediately ran out of the kitchen, regardless of the water on his hands.

When she saw that Fu Jinxing was the only one left in the living room, she hummed softly, "people are gone. Why are you still standing there with a look of bewilderment?"

Fu Jinxing helplessly raised his eyelids and looked at he Sika. He couldn't help laughing and said, "where do you see that I'm lost?"

She laughed two times, and then she went into the kitchen again.

Under Sister Ping's personal guidance, he Sijia finally made a sweet and sour fillet. In fact, this dish is not difficult. The only thing to pay attention to is the blending of sweet and sour juice and the final step of juice collection.

"Come on, everyone."

He Sijia excitedly brings the food to the table. She thinks that since she is escorted by Sister Ping, she can't be wrong.

Looking at the sweet and sour tenderloin with too bright colors, Fu Jinxing hesitated and chose to wait and see.

It turns out that a famous teacher doesn't have to be a good apprentice. Sister Ping took the lead in tasting it, and she was quite puzzled: "if you do it step by step, how can it taste so bad?"

Fu Jinxing

He put down his chopsticks and said, "I'll take a bath first and eat later."

With that, Fu Jinxing smeared oil on the soles of his feet and turned around to slip away.

Hosgah was so angry that he picked up the chopsticks and put the biggest one into his mouth.

She chewed a few times, and her facial features wrinkled tightly. In front of Sister Ping, he Sijia wanted to vomit and was embarrassed. He wanted to swallow but couldn't swallow it. After a long time of stalemate, he finally choked into his stomach.

"Too sweet, too sour! But I do adjust it according to proportion... "

Hosgah drank a lot of water and murmured to himself.

Sister Ping said with a smile: "if you try more, you can find the knack. You are busy enough at work. Just leave it to me to buy vegetables and cook. Tell me what you want to eat in advance, and I'll prepare it. "

With that, she picked up Jinjin's things and went back to the hospital first.

Hoska saw off Sister Ping. When he saw the sweet and sour tenderloin on the table, he shook his head and poured it out.

The reason why she wanted to consult Sister Ping and learn how to cook this dish was that when she chatted with Fu Jintian once, he mentioned it by accident, saying that it was Fu Jinxing's favorite home dish.

He Sijia was very surprised, because as Fu Jinxing's status, he had never eaten any delicacies, and even loved a sweet and sour fillet.

"Everyone has his own taste. Since he likes to eat, if you have nothing to do at home, he will definitely eat more rice."

Fu said with a smile.

The speaker had no intention, but the listener had a heart. Hoska kept it in his heart.

She thought that Fu Jin had done so much for himself and Jinjin. It was just a small intention to make a dish for him.

It's a pity that today's work is too unsuccessful to swallow.

Hosga took out her mobile phone and found the memo, which recorded the matching ratio of sweet and sour juice. She read it twice silently, desperately remembering which step went wrong

When Fu Jinxing has finished taking a bath, he comes out of the bathroom. He just wants to have a taste of he Sijia's craftsmanship, but he finds that she has fallen down.

He frowned, "I haven't eaten yet."

She turned her face to one side and coughed: "I'll eat it another day. When I do it seriously, it's absolutely amazing! You know, if I don't do it, I will do it. It's amazing

Finally, hosgah did not forget to put gold on his face.

Forbearing to smile, Fu Jinxing shook his head and went straight to the kitchen.

Not long after that, the sound of pots and pans came from the kitchen. He Sijia was stunned and ran to see it immediately.

I saw a tall man with bare upper body and a pair of pajamas cooking in person. Seeing all kinds of food materials he put on hand, he obviously wanted to make sweet and sour tenderloin!

Hosgah licked his lips, feeling that the scene was too attractive!

Wow, look at the muscles, look at the lines, look at the waist, look at the hips, and look at the two shallow nests behind the waist

At this moment, for her, the most troublesome thing is the wide and loose pajamas, which completely blocked the two long legs and made her angry!

"Off!"

He Si Jia is excited for a moment, blurt out to ask.

Just when the ingredients were in the pot, Fu Jinxing made a loud noise. He didn't hear it clearly. He frowned and asked, "what did you say?"

She was startled, suddenly recovered, quickly changed his tongue: "Oh, I said more, more!"

Fu Jinxing turned his head and looked at he sika, frowning more tightly: "where more, just right, not much."

She shrank her neck and was afraid to speak.

If Fu Jinxing knows it, he will hide here and peek at his body stealthily. If he doesn't die of complacency, he must go to heaven!

Just thinking about it, he Sijia felt a itch on the tip of her nose. It seemed that there was a hot current coming down. She thought she had a cold and was running nose, so she casually wiped it with the back of her hand.

A stream of scarlet suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. She realized that she saw the shameful situation of men's nosebleed. She screamed and ran away.

"What's wrong?"

Fu Jinxing's face was confused, but he couldn't leave, so he had to pull his neck and yelled: "what's the matter? I want to see the fire here. I can't leave. Are you ok? "

He Sika covered his nose and replied: "nothing..."

Well, it's nothing. It's just a shame.

She quickly took cold water to wash away the blood stains, and then applied it with a cold towel. She raised her hand for two minutes, and soon stopped the nosebleed.

In front of the mirror, he Shijia shook his head and didn't seem to feel uncomfortable.

Just thinking about it, a sweet and sour smell came from the kitchen.

She moved her nose. How fragrant!

He saw that Fu Jinxing was carrying a large plate of sweet and sour tenderloin with two bowls of rice in his arm, and he put it on the table with ease.

"Eat."

In fact, he was a little nervous. He hadn't cooked for a long time, and he didn't know if his craftsmanship was going backward.

It's rare to be forced in front of hoska. Don't mess up.

"Just one dish. It's so monotonous."

Hoskar Mingming was about to drool, but she deliberately pretended not to care, opened her chair, and sat down in a dispirited mood.

"My dish can give you all kinds of flavors. Don't rob me then."

She put a pair of chopsticks in her hand. Fu Jinxing sat down on the opposite side and grabbed a piece to taste it.

Mmm, delicious!

He put down his heart and took a big mouthful of rice.

Seeing this, hosgah was unwilling to lag behind. He quickly picked up a piece and sniffed it first, then put it in his mouth.

WOW!

Sour, sweet, tender meat, cooked, and do not send a bit of firewood, while the heat a chew, immediately buccal fragrance!

It's so delicious that I won't put chopsticks in my mouth!

All of a sudden, he had an appetite. He did not even say a word. He started to eat with rice bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other.

Two people silently ate up a large plate of sweet and sour tenderloin, Fu Jinxing also added a meal.

"Why is it so delicious? Teach me

After eating enough, he Sijia looked at Fu Jinxing with bright eyes.

He quietly picked up the dishes and chopsticks, took them to the sink and washed them all.

He Si Jia hurried over, a face flatters: "you are responsible for cooking, then I am responsible for washing dishes."

Fu Jinxing shook his head: "injured hand, I come, you are responsible for chatting with me."

Don't wash dishes, she naturally happy leisure, and pester him to ask.

"My recipe is top secret. I don't pass it on. If you want to eat, behave better. I'll make it for you once I'm happy. "

As he washed the dishes, he whistled triumphantly and said with a proud expression.

"What is better performance? It's just a dish. What are you proud of, cheapskate

Hosgah lost his patience and turned to go.

In a cold way, Fu Jinhang hugged her with a foaming hand and attracted a surprise exclamation from him: "Oh, don't touch me, it's all messed up..."

He buried his head in her neck socket, the warm breath also followed by bursts of spray: "show better, don't you understand? You know, I just want to dirty you... "

Hosgah could not laugh or cry.

She always felt that Fu Jinxing had become a little sticky recently.

However, this does not conform to his consistent character!

Just like a cold alert Doberman suddenly changed into a big golden fur, drooling all day long, want you to play with it.

"Wash it quickly. Luo Xue sent me an email before. I have to check it."

For fear of Fu Jinxing's sudden rise, he put himself on the spot in the kitchen. He Shijia quickly pushed him away, jumped two steps, and then ran away.

Fu Jinxing didn't go after her, and he concentrated on cleaning up.

Into the study, he Sijia just opened the computer, the phone rang.

It was Fu Jintian who sent a wechat: "are you home? It may rain tonight. Don't hang out too long. "

It seems that he regretted the indifference he had shown before, so he took the initiative to send wechat to show his kindness to hesga.

Communication between adults, after all, does not need to be so straightforward, many times, since the other side bow first, it is equivalent to an apology.

Who doesn't have any self-esteem?

Therefore, hosga did not hold a shelf, and quickly replied: "don't worry, I'm already at home. The dinner was made by your elder brother. It's delicious. Have you eaten yet? "

It's just that she doesn't know how indignant Fu Jintan was when she saw this.

He sat in his office, holding his cell phone hard, and his face was hard to see.

How can a man like Fu Jinxing cook himself?

It's incredible!

After a while, Fu Jintian typed a line: "that's good. I'm going to have dinner with my colleagues, and then continue to work overtime."

As soon as he put it down, his mobile phone rang again. It was from hoska.

"Watch your body."

The simple four words made Fu Jin Tian's mood suddenly fall into a period of ups and downs. He didn't know what he could do, but he didn't want to let go.

"Huo Sijia, where are you?"

He murmured to himself in the air, his face full of anxiety.