Chapter 2686： Don't worry, I won't do anything

Chapter 2686 Don’t worry, I won’t do anything

Mo Yesi looked at her lovingly, then exited the kitchen with a smile.

After Qiao Mianmian married Mo Yesi, she seldom cooked by herself.

Even though Mo Yesi said he liked to eat her cooking, he rarely let her go to the kitchen. Usually, Qiao Mianmian would occasionally cook for him when he felt like it.

It doesn’t matter whether it tastes good or not.

He will eat it all up very proudly.

Qiao Mianmian is very good at making home-cooked dishes. In less than half an hour, she had three dishes ready.

The porridge in the pot has just been cooked.

She washed her hands, took off her apron, and asked a maid to bring the dishes out.

"Is everything done?" Mo Yesi was sitting in the living room watching the current news. When he saw her coming out of the kitchen, he stood up immediately.

“Well, it’s done. I fried a shrimp and the other two dishes are vegetarian. Come over and see if you like it.”

"I said, as long as it's made by you, I like it." Mo Yesi curled his lips and walked to her side, putting his arms around her waist.

The two of them walked to the dining room together.

Qiao Mianmian's cooking skills are not very good, but they are above average among ordinary people. Several dishes seem to be full of color, flavor and flavor. Although they are not delicacies, in Mo Yesi's eyes, his wife's cooking The rice is incomparable to any delicacies from the mountains and seas.

He eats delicacies from mountains and seas every day, and has long been tired of them.

"It smells so good." He walked to the table and complimented him before he started eating. "It looks delicious. At this moment, I just want to drink some porridge and eat some side dishes. This late-night snack is really good." It’s too good for my taste.”

"You haven't even eaten yet, and I already know that I like you." Qiao Mianmian sat down, took the chopsticks and picked a shrimp into the porcelain white bowl, and then greeted him, "Try it quickly and see how it tastes. It's been a long time." I haven’t even cooked for myself, and I don’t know if my cooking skills have deteriorated.”

"Okay." Mo Yesi sat down next to her and ate the piece of shrimp she picked up.

“How is it?” Qiao Mianmian asked.

“It’s delicious.” Mo Yesi commented seriously, “The shrimps were stir-fried very tender, retaining the umami flavor, and the heat was well controlled.”

"Really?" Qiao Mianmian was very happy to receive such high praise and evaluation from him, and her eyes lit up, "When I just fried it, I was afraid that it would be too dry and the taste would not be good."

"The taste is very suitable." Mo Yesi tasted another vegetarian dish and praised it without hesitation, "This dish also tastes good."

“Then you should eat more.” For those who cook, the most important thing is the recognition of their cooking skills by the diners.

Especially Mo Yesi is still a very picky person.

Even if you know that his praise is mainly for saving face, who will feel unhappy after hearing his kind words?

Mo Yesi raised his eyes, his dark eyes full of doting: "Okay. I will try my best to eat all the loving supper that my wife has worked hard to cook."

*

After dinner, Qiao Mianmian took a bath and lay lazily on the bed.

The side of her body was slightly concave, and a warm breath surrounded her from behind. Her back was pressed against the strong chest of the man behind her, and a pair of equally warm arms wrapped around her slender waist.

"Mo Yesi..." Qiao Mianmian stiffened.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything." The man's voice was low and sexy, and his thin lips were close to her ear and he whispered, "I know you have to get up early tomorrow, I just want to hug you."

The delicate body in her arms relaxed.

(End of this chapter)