Chapter 204

Ning Shibai smiles brightly.

"Oh, I just came to pick you up from work. I haven't seen you for a day. I asked if you businessmen could be snobbish. Don't be so snobbish."

She looked at him again. His deep eyes seemed not to believe it at all. She quickly changed her words: "it's good for you to use them on others, but don't take them to our husband and wife's life. It's like we have to be honest and frank with each other, Only in this way can we be more loving, more harmonious, ha ha ha. "

"Well."

Zhan Fengli had a smile in his eyes that he didn't know.

So afraid of death to secretly pick him up from work, even with a different purpose to come, it seems that also can not say the pleasant.

About a minute later.

The guy who kept saying that husband and wife should not be scheming to be honest hummed for a while, and then said, "well, in fact, the soup you made last time was very good. Although it was a little bit lewd, I felt refreshed after drinking it, especially my face..."

Reach out to press to open the small mirror above the face to look at once, "tut Tut, the face is red, the lip is white, and still don't have dysmenorrhea."

Zhan Fengli

Can you stop talking about dysmenorrhea! Can you stop talking about that soup!

Well, I'm afraid this little half demon is going to lift this lewd Soup for a lifetime!

After a pause, he said faintly, "don't drive wild."

"Don't worry, I'm good at driving. It's very safe!" Ning Shibai smiles brightly.

While talking, she parked her car outside the most complete food supermarket in Jiangcheng.

Zhan Fengli looked out of the window with a slight frown.

What is scheming? This is it!

I kept coming to pick him up from work and driving ahead of time. I wanted to "hijack" him to come to the... Vegetable market

Shopping!

Ning Shibai twisted his body and put his hand around his arm, reaching for his chin and gently whining.

"Honey, what's the raw material of the soup? Tell me. I'll go down and buy it. I'll drink the stew in the evening."

Zhan Fengli stares at this hateful little demon with a slightly frowning and complicated eyes.

She wants to stew the broken Soup for Ke Feiyu and Gan Yuke!

Ning Shibai saw him frowning, staring at her, and shaking his arm in a coquettish way: "talk about it, let's go home to stew and keep fit."

Zhan Fengli looked at the small eyes like fawning and begging. He couldn't bear to refuse.

If she really learns to cook and stew, this is the right way for her wife to open it.

This enthusiasm cannot be suppressed.

The deep eyes blinked for a moment, carefully recalling what was in the soup.

"Chicken."

When Ning Shibai saw that he finally opened his mouth, he was so happy that he quickly let go of his arm and took his cell phone.

"Chicken, what else?"

Zhan Fengli looked away and said, "duck."

"Is it a chicken or a duck?" Ning Shibai looked up at him and asked anxiously.

"All of them." Zhan Fenglie looks down at her mobile phone screen, "ginger."

"Jiang si..." Ning Shibai repeated while typing.

Zhan Fengli: "medlar."

Ning Shibai: "medlar..."

Zhan Fenglie took out his mobile phone, opened Du Niang, opened 100 recipes of soup, and continued to read: "yam, scallion, jujube, salt."

Ning Shibai wrote it all down on her mobile phone. She didn't hear him speak any more. She looked up at him, raised her eyebrows and asked, "is that all?"

Zhan fengri has long ago taken advantage of her face, flicked away Du Niang and blacked the mobile phone screen.

"Buy another small electronic scale."

Ning poem white eyebrow head a jump: "big president still afraid others short weight?"

Zhan Fengli was slightly stunned.

Staring at this head is always all kinds of whimsy half demon moment, lips inclined, smile light: "yes, save money, raise you."

"Ha ha, actually, I'm also very good." Ning Shibai opened the door and got off.

If ganyuke heard her words, she was afraid that her face would be deformed.

Really, it's not that ordinary men really can't afford to support her. If it wasn't for the chance to hook up with Zhan fengsha, she might have been killed in the street.

Ning Shibai looks for the notes on his mobile phone, buys all the ingredients, and carries them back to Ferrari.

The fashionable beauty stars who come to the food supermarket to buy food are enough to focus people's attention. In addition, the forward direction is the cool sports car - Ferrari F12.

The sight of the people around him is lost.

It turned out that such a beautiful woman would come to buy vegetables in person.

If you let people know that there is Mr. Zhan, the president of Jens group, who comes to buy vegetables in person, I'm afraid that his eyes will fall to the ground.

The car went straight to the imperial shadow mansion.

In half an hour

Zhan Fenglie leans on the clean quartz kitchen table with both hands, and Ning Shibai leans in front of him with his arms.

These two people are in the same frame, one is high and the other is low. Looking from a distance and close to each other, they are both beautiful pictures.

I don't know. I thought they were posing.

They both looked down at the naked chicken and duck, and a series of seasonings.

Zhan Fenglie sees that Ning Shibai leans on him and doesn't want to start. He lowers his face and prints a kiss on her face.

"Here we go."

"Let's go."

Ning Shibai moved two steps to the side and leaned on the table to make way for him. He held his arms tightly.

Zhan Fengli stares at this hateful little demon with complicated eyes.

Is this half demon making him stew?

Settled, mouth light way: "method teaches you, you stew." It's a complete collection of soup methods collected by Kaidu Niang.

"You are good at killing bones and soul soup, or you stew it more authentic."

Ning Shibai immediately opened the mode of selling cute and cute again. He got close to him and raised his chin on tiptoe to give him a kiss.

Who knows, Zhan Fenglie quietly moved away her face, her pursed lips fluttered empty.

I had to take it back bitterly.

If you don't give me stew, I don't even want his favorite kiss. Damn it.

But for the happiness of ganyuke, I have to fight.

Take off your coat, put on your apron, and walk to the side of the case: "say the steps."

Zhan Fengli: "100 grams of chicken, boiled in boiling water for five minutes, then fished out, add oil and stir fry."

Ning Shibai looked at the box of chopped chicken pieces and said, "how many pieces of chicken are 100 grams?"

Zhan Feng's deep eyes changed slightly, "the scales."

"Scale..." Ning Shibai awkwardly took out the corner of his mouth, "didn't buy it."

Can you say that she didn't think about the weight at all? How could she let her cool and handsome husband make him do such things as weighing again.

"Well, see how much you can eat and watch it cook."

"Good." Ning Shibai filled a pot of water, poured all the chicken into it, raised his wrist and recorded the time.

"Yam... In moderation." It's gram calculation again. Seeing this, Zhan Fenglie frowns slightly.

Ning Shibai looked at him with a sad face: "how much is the right amount?"

Zhan Feng looked down at the mobile phone with low eyebrows and low voice: "it depends on your mood."

"Oh."

At that time, the taste of the soup was thick. It should be the yam that worked. Ning Shibai cut four yams and cut them into pieces.