Chapter 1899: Whose Child Is This? Eleven

Chapter 1899: Whose Child Is This?

Qiao Yuanfei has lived abroad for so many years alone, because he is not used to Western food, and he is cooking himself.

Over time, although I dare not say that the cooking skills are superb, the dishes made are still delicate and delicious.

You can't eat too full in the middle of the night, and you can't eat something that is not digestible.

Fan Yu's diet has always been relatively modest, and he should not like things that are too ridiculous.

Qiao Yuanfei carefully thought about the daily life of the two, and finally decided to make dumplings for the sake of safety.

Chinese traditional cuisine, extensive and profound.

Although dumplings are delicious, they are not easy to make.

There is no ready-made dumpling skin in the kitchen, so she has to roll it herself.

Fortunately, the materials are complete.

And meat and vegetables ...

This is the first time that Qiao Yuanfei has cooked for Fan Yu, and she has done it very seriously.

Although it was only a supper, she devoted all her attention.

Every dumpling is perfectly wrapped.

Skin is thin and thick.

Serve with boiled bone soup.

Take a sip, the delicious taste, she could not help but drool when she imagined it.

When the dumplings came out of the pan, she smelled the scent and quietly tasted one.

Make sure it tastes good, only with chopsticks and spoon, go upstairs.

Go to the door of the study.

She affixed it to the door panel and listened carefully for a few seconds. Nothing could be heard inside.

"This door is soundproof."

Qiao Yuanfei sent her sincere feelings.

Don't talk about speaking normally, it's just doing something that is not suitable for children inside, I'm afraid it can't even be heard outside.

Qiao Yuanfei thought repeatedly and chose the safest way.

Knock on the door.

"Oh!"

"Come in."

Fan Yu's warm voice makes people feel like a spring breeze.

Qiao Yuanfei's nervousness was smoothed out a bit.

Take a deep breath, unscrew the door and walk inside.

Fan Yu's study is like his people.

The atmosphere is simple and concise.

He was sitting at his desk, with a computer in front of him, watching things with concentration.

"Put down the tea and go out first."

He did not look up and mistaken Qiao Yuanfei as a steward.

By the faint smell of food, Qiao Yuanfei had come to him.

His complexion was pale, and his hands were shaking slightly.

Licked his lips.

"Well, it's getting late. I see you've been working overtime. I'm afraid you're hungry, so I made you a bowl of dumplings."

After Qiao Yuanfei said this sentence, it seemed to be dumb.

In fact, she was always worried that she would not be able to say a word.

After being able to finish her speech so smoothly, she has broken through herself.

But Fan Yu, when she saw that she was holding a bowl, stood in front of him like a little pitiful, and said that the coldness in her eyes faded when she made a supper for him.

Going back to God, pushing the computer aside, pointing to the vacancy in front of him.

"Let's put it here."

Qiao Yuanfei quickly put the bowl in front of him, and handed him the chopsticks and spoon.

A respectful attitude, like a little **** serving the emperor.

He didn't dare to lift his head.

"I look like I can eat people?"

"what?"

She looked up blankly.

Fan Yu took the tableware in her hand and sneered, "Your expression is like worrying that I will eat you."

"..."

Does she look so obvious?

She thought she was covering up well.

Fan Yu felt her heart guilty when she saw her broken heart.

Ignore her and focus on the soup dumplings in front of her.

The full-bodied dumplings sell well and are full of aroma.