Leng Qingwan calmed down and looked at Xie Yu with a smile on his face. He had to nod, "well... OK."
Xie Yu pursed her lips tightly, but she was relieved. But in my heart, I feel like a stone, not as comfortable as just now.
The cooking fumes in the kitchen are a bit heavy. Leng Qingguan, who hadn't been in the kitchen for a long time, was a little uncomfortable, so he went to the living room alone. However, looking at Xie Yu's clean room and thinking about his party building, his face was slightly shy.
Looking at Xie Yu, it seems that he has not finished the meeting for a while and a half. Then he goes back to his apartment, quietly picks up the rag and starts to clean his apartment.
Looking at the dusty ground, she sighed, simply cleaned up the things on the tea table, and took the mop to drag the living room. Seeing that there was finally a place for people to live here, she then went back to Xie Yu's kitchen with a comfortable smile to see what delicious food Xie Yu had made.
Before I got to the kitchen, I smelled a delicious smell.
Leng Qingguan was in a good mood, and his temporary tiredness was relieved. The main reason is that the stomach is already hungry. Thirsty, she followed the source of the fragrance quickly to find out.
Xie Yu is talking about pouring the sponge gourd soup into a large white bowl. Looking at his skillful cooking one dish after another, he could not help swallowing his saliva. He looked at the dish in Xie Yu's hand and walked to him impatiently.
"Are you ready?" Leng Qingwan pursed her lips, and her eyes looked at the steaming white rice and three dishes and one soup. She couldn't wait to ask.
Xie Yu poured the last bit of soup into the bowl, then said slightly, "are you so anxious to taste the delicious food made by the five-star chef?"
Cold light Wan this time also don't care about bickering, abnormal excited hard nod.
Xie Yu looked at Leng Qingguan's head, which was about to fall into the soup bowl. But he patted her on the shoulder with joy. "OK, I'll take it to the table first. Now it's just out of the pot, and it's still a little hot. "
Leng Qingwan shook his head desperately and helped to move to the dining table, "it doesn't matter! Good to eat
With that, he brought the three dishes and one soup to the table. Xie Yu saw Leng Qingguan and began to eat without saying a word. She didn't even have time to open her chair. She gave her a pet look and her eyes were full of soft light.
"Don't worry, take your time." Xie Yu pulled the chair apart and gave her a small bowl, "pour it here. It'll be a little cooler. "
Looking at her impatient appearance, Xie Yu said with a smile, "how about, Mr. Leng, this time you have to deduct a small salary?"
Leng Qingguan has just tasted a mouthful, and her appetite is all open. There are too many things accumulated in her heart, as if she has no appetite for anything.
Today, however, Xie Yu's meal is so perfect that he can't say a word. He can't satisfy himself with the sour and sweet scrambled eggs with tomatoes. Leng Qingwan nods his head with satisfaction. Now he doesn't want to pay attention to him. Let's have a safe meal.
Thinking that all the delicious food in front of him is provided by Xie Yu, I still spare a little time to deal with him.
"Deacon Xie, if you don't do it in the future, you will definitely be a chef." Leng Qingwan talks, and his hand is not inferior at all. The other hand praises Xie Yu with face.