Chapter 196

Lu Nuan's cooking skill is not bad. She easily cooked the noodles, took a bowl to take out some noodles, put the cooked vegetables on the noodles, put the fried poached eggs on it, sprinkled a little scallion, and the longevity noodles she remembered her mother made for her birthday were finished.

Lu Nuan turned around with a bowl of noodles in her hand. The bowl was so hot that she was a little worried. She didn't have time to look at Huo Siming behind her. She hurriedly dropped a sentence, "longevity noodles are OK, Mr. Huo, I'll take it to the dining table outside."

Lu ran out of the kitchen with noodles.

The corner of hosmin's mouth curved upward and stepped out.

Lin Xiaoyu is still standing in the kitchen, surprised.

She swore that she had never seen Mr. Huo look at a person with such gentle eyes as she just did. It was totally different from Mr. Huo in her memory!

Lu Nuan put the noodles on the table and pressed her earlobe. When she looked around, she saw that Huo Siming had followed her. Her eyes were bright and she said with a smile, "it's cooked. Mr. Huo, you can have a taste."

Huo Siming nodded and went to hold Lu Nuan's hand. His cool hand rubbed her finger pulp, softened her voice and said, "if it's hot, let me carry it next time."

Lu Nuan has a puzzled expression.

next time?

She's not going to cook for him anymore, okay!

Forget it, today is his birthday at least, so she won't give him a wink.

Lu Nuan said: "Mr. Huo, try it while it's hot. It may not taste good. It doesn't matter if you don't like it. There's a big table of dishes prepared by Xiaoyu. You can eat them..."

Before he finished, Lu Nuan's words were interrupted by Huo Siming, "no, it's good to look at the taste."

This sentence makes Lu Nuan not very interesting. A bowl of plain noodles without meat can't be said to be bad, but it certainly doesn't taste better than delicacies.

"Well, Mr. Huo, you can try it first."

Housekeeper Gu opens the chair and asks Huo Siming and Lu Nuan to sit down. Huo Siming picks up his chopsticks and takes a mouthful of noodles to eat.

Lu Nuan inevitably asked, "how's it going? Is the taste OK? "

For Huo Siming, who is used to food and clothing, the taste of plain noodles is average, but there is a taste that has never been before.

It was made by the people he liked, and there was unprecedented satisfaction in his heart.

Huo Siming: "it tastes good."

After hearing this, Lu Nuan bent his eyebrows and eyes slightly, and laughed very well. He said, "although I haven't been cooking for a while, it seems that my cooking skills have not declined."

"Can you cook?" Hosmin said.

Holding his chin in his hand, Lu Nuan said: "for example, the salary of Feixun used to be less than 5000 yuan a month. Excluding rent and other expenses, there is little left. Takeout is too expensive, so people who are similar to me usually cook their own dinner, buy some dishes and put them in the refrigerator, and then come back from work. It's better than starting point takeout or eating out, It's more than a little bit affordable. As time goes on, you can cook ordinary home dishes. "

Huo Siming's eyebrows slightly twisted, looking at her warm and delicate side face, he suddenly fell in love with her.

If I had met her earlier, she would not have suffered so much.

But now she came to his side, he will spoil her, good to her.

Lu Nuan didn't notice daohuosiming's thoughts. She thought of the noodles she had cooked. She turned to Lin Xiaoyu and housekeeper Gu and said, "Xiaoyu, have you eaten yet? I've cooked more noodles in the kitchen. Why don't you join me? "

Lin Xiaoyu just wanted to open her mouth to say yes, but when she received Huo Siming's eyes, she suddenly remembered something.

Miss Lu just washed a grape for Mr. Nangong. Mr. Nangong didn't eat any grapes, so Mr. Huo thought about it. She was forced to eat a plate of mangoes. This is not the end. Mr. Huo finally asked someone to send two boxes of mangoes to Mr. Nangong.

You know, Mr. Nangong is allergic to mango!

Mr. Huo is so cruel.

Lin Xiaoyu and housekeeper Gu shuddered at the same time. Lin Xiaoyu shook his head and said with a dry smile, "Miss Lu, we've all had dinner. We can't eat any more. Let's not eat noodles."

Housekeeper Gu echoed: "yes, Miss Lu, we really can't eat any more."

Lu Nuan "Oh", a little disappointed and said: "is that right? That's too bad. I want you to try my craft. "

Lin Xiaoyu looked at huosiming with his eyes and said with a dry smile: "yes, it's a pity..."

I thought it was ok, but Lu Nuan changed his mind and said, "but it doesn't matter. Next time I'm free, I'll make it for you. I'll give you a chance to taste my craft."

Lin Xiaoyu and housekeeper Gu are going to cry.

I always feel that Mr. Huo's eyes are cold when he looks at us!

Lu Nuan looks at them.

Well

I want to say that I can't say that my cooking skills are too good, but it's not bad. It's not difficult to eat. Do you want to show that you are loveless?

Lu Wengang wanted to explain. Huosiming said, "it's nothing. You're busy. We'll come to clean up after dinner."

Lin Xiaoyu was relieved, "OK, Mr. Huo, I'll clean the garden outside first."

Housekeeper Gu leaves after him.

Both of them left. Lu Nuan was a little worried and said, "there are still a lot of noodles left in it. Even if I can't finish it, it's a bit wasteful..."

Lu Nuan took the chopsticks in front of her and went into the kitchen to fill a bowl of noodles. Just as she sat down to eat, a big hand with clear bones took away her bowl.

Lu Nuan looks up at Huo Siming in bewilderment, "Mr. Huo, this is..."

Anyway, she cooked the noodles, so she won't eat them, right?

Huo Siming put his chopsticks in front of Lu Nuan and looked at the dishes on the table. He said, "I like noodles very much. Leave it to me. You can eat these dishes."

"But there's a lot of noodles in it, and you can't finish it."

"I can finish it." Huo Siming picked up his chopsticks and put the dish in front of Lu Nuan. "Let's eat. It's almost nine o'clock. You didn't have dinner. Aren't you hungry?"

Being mentioned by Huo Siming, Lu Nuan really felt hungry. He simply didn't think much about it. He picked up chopsticks to fill his stomach.

In half an hour.

Lu Nuan had an unbelievable look on her face. Seeing that Huo Siming had eaten all the noodles she cooked, she was surprised and asked, "Mr. Huo, don't you think it's ok?"

When we eat together, hosmin doesn't seem to eat so much, but he just ate five bowls of noodles!

Huo Siming took a paper towel and gracefully wiped the corners of his mouth. "It's OK, I don't support it."

Really not?

Lu Nuan looks suspicious of life.

Huo Siming pursed his lips and said, "it's late. Go upstairs and get ready to wash and rest. I have something to say with housekeeper Gu. I'll go up later."

Lu Nuan really felt tired. She thought of calling Lu Zhilan, so she nodded, stood up and walked upstairs.

Lu Nuan's figure disappears on the turntable of the stairs. Huo Siming's face suddenly changes. He rubs his stomach with his hand.

Seeing this, housekeeper Gu quickly came over and asked anxiously, "Mr. Huo, are you feeling sick again? May I call a doctor for you? "

Huo Siming waved his hand, sighed and said, "don't call a doctor. It's just a little bloated. Go and get me Jianwei Xiaoshi tablets."

"Yes, Mr. Huo. I'll go right away."

While looking for medicine for huosiming, housekeeper Gu sighed that it was right to say that falling in love would affect IQ.

Mr. Huo really is. Even if it's Miss Lu's hand-made noodles, you have to take it easy. Look, it's uncomfortable to eat until your stomach is full.