Chapter 1149

Qin Yinian's heart suddenly rises a kind of illusion that when his husband comes home, there is a little wife waiting for him.

He is not unmarried.

But, in fact, only in the name of husband and wife.

Qin family and Xu family are married by two parents. For Qin Yinian, who was born in a rich family, he has been used to the life arranged by Qin Boyun since he was a child. However, it is not important for him to follow his father's orders to marry anyone.

Before marriage, he and Xu Yingqi haven't seen each other for several times, not to mention at some banquets and receptions, how many feelings can they have?

This is the first time Qin Yinian has a feeling of home.

Push open the door, bright sunshine, warm rice fragrance, he is busy to return home, into the kitchen, there are wearing apron busy in front of the stove's little wife to his sweet smile, showing two shallow pear vortex.

And have children.

It's better to have two daughters.

Like her, the skin is white like a porcelain doll, playful and ancient.

Qin Yinian even imagined the second half of his life when he walked to the kitchen for only a dozen steps.

Big master in the kitchen door handle, his heart lake surging, push open the solid wood sliding door, the scene inside and his mind is very different.

Wearing a dark blue apron, Li Xiangsi wrapped her petite body and outlined a soft and slender waist like willow. She tied all her long hair into a ponytail, with only a few broken hairs on her forehead.

Sunset on her side face, halo out of the diaphragm, skin crystal clear.

It's like a picture.

But her expression at this time was very frightening, holding a shovel high in one hand, a meter away from the stove, the oil pan crackled, she was showing her teeth and moving forward tentatively, and a fire broke out in the smoking pot.

"Ah! Help -- "

Li Xiangsi jumped up to the ground and screamed in horror.

“……”

Qin Yinian's lips twitched twice.

He quickly stepped forward, dragged her behind him, picked up the side pot cover quickly and steadily, and then turned off the fire.

The silly girl in his family doesn't know how to make a range hood when cooking.

Seeing that the chaotic scene was solved by him at once, Li Xiangsi took a picture of his small chest and waved his shovel. "God, I'm scared to death! I thought the house was going to burn. I almost called the fire department! "

Qin Yinian's black eyes roamed the kitchen.

The kitchen table looks like a full banquet. There are a pile of eggshells on the marble table, unopened ingredients are everywhere. There are two eggs on the floor tiles that have been smashed into a horrible sight.

A whole bag of frozen dumplings is floating in the electric rice cooker nearby.

It's been cooking for too long. The dumpling skin and meat stuffing have been separated. The smell of rice he smelled when he just entered the door came from here.

"How can it be like this?" Qin Yinian couldn't laugh or cry.

"I don't want you to go home and eat hot Kang!" Li Xiangsi pouted and ran to the stove to pick up the lid of the pot. Seeing that the pot was black, his face suddenly collapsed. "It's over. It's all burnt. I can't eat it!"

Seeing that he leaned over to pick up the recipe that had fallen on the ground, she hurriedly grabbed it back and carried it behind her.

"You can't cook?" Qin Yinian asked.

"Who said it!" "I can cook instant noodles..."

Qin Yinian laughed and pulled her to his front. "Where was the injury just now?"

Li Xiangsi said pitifully, "his fingers were burned for a while..."

Qin Yinian immediately frowned. He grabbed her small hand and saw the reddish spot on the middle finger. "I'll take you to apply some burn ointment."

He hugged her and left the kitchen.

There is a medicine box in the corner cabinet of the living room. Qin Yinian rubbed the scald cream for her, but it was scalded red, no blistering, not very serious.

Li Xiangsi is sitting there, but his face is full of bitterness.

Qin Yinian was distressed. "Acacia, what's the matter?"

Not happy!

Li Xiangsi felt deeply frustrated. Like a wilting eggplant, she hated herself very much. "I'm too stupid! I can't even cook rice. How can I be a good wife and mother in the future! "

She spent the afternoon drumming in the kitchen. She didn't achieve anything. She screwed it up.

Sure enough, there was no guaranteed, only fear.

Qin Yinian listened with a smile.

He wrapped her fingers around a band aid, then touched her head, doting on the way, "a smell of lampblack, go to take a bath, change clothes."

"Oh!" Li Xiangsi nodded dejectedly.

She has been agitating for a long time, and the clothes on her body are really full of taste, with her hair.

Mr. Li took a shower, put on his pajamas and dried his hair.

No one was found in the living room, but she heard the buzzing of the lampblack machine in the kitchen. She walked by in surprise, but saw Qin Yinian, tying the apron she had taken off before.

Tall, big and strong, the spatula in his hand is as handsome as a pistol.

Li Xiangsi opened his mouth in surprise.

She has never seen a man cook, a Xu's, or a Li's in the town. Her adoptive parents are very traditional Chinese couples. Li's parents are always busy in the kitchen.

Maybe subconsciously in my heart, I think that the man who cooks will be very Niang, but Qin Yinian, who wears military uniform and is powerful and handsome, is not feminine at all.

The smooth profile of the side face, the sharp chin, and the beautiful eyes.

Li Xiangsi blinked, and then with a whimper, ran over and hugged his waist from behind.

She exclaimed excitedly, "little uncle, you have the skill of cooking!"

Qin Yinian's technique is very skilled. He put the remaining eggs and shrimps together, stir fry them, cut two chicken legs, chop them into minced meat, thicken them with cornflour, put the shredded peppers in, smell fragrant, and make a vegetable soup casually. He was bubbling in the pot, and when he turned off the fire, he sprinkled a little white pepper on the top.

He fished out all the dumplings that she had cooked into a mess. He picked out the ones that were not broken and fried them in a pan to make them golden.

"Well." Qin Yinian hooks his lips.

The perennial military career, many times to spend in the mountains, can't cook how to eat.

Qin Yinian's cooking skill is good, but he seldom does it by himself. The Qin family has a chef all year round, and he seldom does it by himself.

He clapped his little hands on his waist. "Go and set chopsticks. You can eat."

"Mm-hmm!" Li Xiangsi nodded like a pug.

She held two rice bowls and two pairs of chopsticks and arranged them neatly on the table.

One meat and one vegetable, two dishes and one soup, as well as fried dumplings, opened two cans, they opened their chairs and sat face to face, starting their first dinner at home.

Li Xiangsi took a bite of fried dumplings.

It's crispy and fragrant. It's so good that she tears.

She looked up and saw Qin Yinian's sleeves rolled up, and the strong muscles on his arms were puffing. It's not fair!