After all, so much money, let Shu MuQing in such a short period of time to raise, do not pay a price, how is it possible
Upstairs is a hotel, from the elevator upstairs, according to Xiao Yisheng to her room number, Shu MuQing quickly found the private room.
With that, Yang Yang raised his hand, stretched out two fingers, and gently knocked on the door of the room. Immediately, the calm male voice came out, "come in..."
Shu MuQing stretched out his hand and pulled the corner of his mouth, pretending that he was smiling.
She gently pushed the door handle. Sure enough, the door of the room was unlocked. As soon as she entered the room, she found that it was a presidential private room.
Goods are available in all varieties. The restroom is as like as two peas in the office. The decoration style is exactly the same as Xiao Yi Sheng's office, with only two words.
Shu MuQing swallows his saliva, turns back, closes the door, and goes inside. While searching for Xiao Yisheng's figure, he thinks about what ghost idea Xiao Yisheng is fighting.
But although Shu MuQing just heard Xiao Yisheng's voice, her eyes looked around the room, but she didn't see Xiao Yisheng's shadow. Hell, did Xiao Yisheng learn the art of invisibility
When Shu MuQing was puzzled, Xiao Yisheng's voice came out again.
Only heard a burst of Ping Ping sound, followed by Xiao Yisheng figure unexpectedly appeared in the kitchen door.
Xiao Yisheng's hands were covered with some white things, and his face was smeared with some yellow and white things that he didn't know. Shu MuQing frowned a little annoyed recently.
"It's really hard to do. Why are you here now?"
Shu MuQing rushed to work as soon as he got off work. He was scolded by Xiao Yisheng. A trace of displeasure flashed across Shu MuQing's face. "It's just five minutes after work now..."
After hearing this, Xiao Yisheng frowned and looked at the Omega watch with some white things on his wrist. When he found that it was so, he nodded slightly, "Oh, since it's here, hurry to do it..."
As he said this, he pointed to the kitchen he had just come out of and turned to the next bathroom.
Listen to the water sound coming from the bathroom, Shu MuQing suddenly has a look of shame, what
After guessing for a long time, Xiao Yisheng asked her to cook for him
"You mean let me go to the kitchen and cook"
Shu MuQing once again some can't believe of stretch a neck to the Xiao Yi Sheng in the toilet to confirm a way.
While washing his hands, Xiao Yisheng heard Shu MuQing's voice. Suddenly, his eyebrows wrinkled deeper. His deep eyes raised and glanced at Shu MuQing. He said unhappily, "otherwise, what do you think I want you to do..."
Ha ha
Shu MuQing had a dry laugh in his heart. He knew that Xiao Yisheng couldn't have been so kind and asked himself to have lunch together. It was so nice to say that he didn't come to eat, but to cook
Besides, even if Xiao Yisheng really asked himself to have lunch, Shu MuQing still didn't dare to talk. Maybe Xiao Yisheng put some aphrodisiac in it, oh no, poison
Shu MuQing rolled his eyes in the direction of the bathroom, opened his mouth creaking, and sent out a series of dirty words. Then he turned into the kitchen.
But once in the kitchen, Shu MuQing was stunned by the scene in front of him.
I don't know what Xiao Yisheng had done in the kitchen before. It seemed that there was a magnitude 9 earthquake in the kitchen. The pots and pans were in a mess, and the flour and eggs were scattered all over the floor.
"Is there any mistake..." Shu MuQing howled and nearly fell down by the egg liquid on the ground.
At this time, Xiao Yisheng has already cleaned up his things. He comes out of the bathroom and comes to the kitchen door. He holds his arm and takes a look at Shu MuQing.
"I'm really sorry. Originally, I sincerely wanted to invite you to lunch. Unfortunately, the production failed. It seems that cooking should be done by women naturally..."
Shu MuQing was speechless for a while. He lifted his lips and looked at Xiao Yisheng with twitching eyes. "Thank you for your kindness..."
Of course, Shu MuQing would not believe that Xiao Yisheng really wanted to invite himself to lunch personally, but as for the reason why Xiao Yisheng did so, Shu MuQing really couldn't think of it for a moment.
Is Xiao Yisheng childlike and suddenly interested in cooking
But it's not like Xiao Yisheng's serious look. His angular face is full of the coldness and disdain of businessmen. How could he be interested in cooking
Shu MuQing shook his head helplessly. It's really hard to understand Xiao Yisheng. I'm afraid even scientists who study aliens can't understand Xiao Yisheng
With a sigh, Shu MuQing cleaned up the kitchen first, and then prepared to cook again.
I really want to ask Xiao Yisheng what he wants to eat, but he has to work so hard. Suddenly, with a glance, he finds a recipe on the kitchen table. The page opened by the recipe is a very common dish -- Geda soup.
……
Now Shu MuQing really didn't understand. Her big water eyes blinked, and countless huge question marks appeared on the top of her head.
"Mr. Xiao, do you want to drink this soup?"
After thinking about it carefully, Shu MuQing came out of the kitchen with the recipe in his hand and went to Xiao Yisheng, who was reading the newspaper leisurely on the sofa with his legs crossed. He looked at his body and confirmed.
Hearing the sound, Xiao Yisheng raised his head, looked at Shu MuQing and looked at the menu again. He rolled his eyes like a fool. "Stupid woman, why else would I type the menu on this page?"
……
To get along with people like Xiao Yisheng always makes people have the impulse to throw things in their hands on his face and let him go to his uncle.
But Shu MuQing is a man of excellent temper
I endure, I endure
Shu MuQing silently recited "I endure" a thousand times in his heart, which finally convinced him to go back to the kitchen with the recipe.
Fortunately, it's a very simple dish. For a kitchen expert like Shu MuQing, there's no need for recipes.
Shu MuQing threw the recipe aside and found a circle in the kitchen. Basically, he needed all the materials.
Although Shu MuQing is usually careless, he is really a good cook. After mixing the flour and preparing the materials, Shu MuQing is busy in the kitchen for a while. In this way, Xiao Yisheng makes a disheartened face. What he has not finished is easy for Shu MuQing to finish.
When a pot of fragrant pimple soup comes out of the pot, Shu MuQing just lifts the lid, and Xiao Yisheng, sitting on the sofa, rubs and stands up from the sofa.
That's the taste