When Yu Qinghan saw that she was not talking, she no longer said anything, but turned to go to the kitchen, where she started to prepare lunch herself.
Nowadays, he has just bought this apartment shortly after returning to China, but he doesn't like the presence of outsiders in the house, plus some slight cleanliness, he doesn't like to eat out, and he doesn't like takeaway.
So, although he does not make the food very tasty, he still insists on cooking.
As soon as Xia Liang saw him go, he followed him and walked into the kitchen, thinking about his identity, and said, "I'll do it, it's a thank you for saving me."
Yu Qinghan heard her words, turned her head, looked at her, a flash of doubt flashed in her cold eyes, and asked, "Will you?"
According to research, not many girls today are able to cook, especially such female college students, but they are all coquettish girls at home.
"Of course." Xia Liang walked over, and naturally opened his refrigerator, looked at the contents, and found that it was full of vegetables and meat, which was quite rich.
As Xia Liang took out the dishes from the inside, he asked casually, "Your taste, heavy taste or light? What kind of dishes do you like? Partial Lu dishes or Cantonese dishes?"
Yu Qinghan listened to her asking this, her cold eyes flickered, and she felt that she was so natural and unpretentious, and did not feel any embarrassment, as if they had been friends for many years, they had a familiar sense of randomness.
This feeling made him very comfortable.
Xia Liang hadn't heard his answer, but he heard the system prompt of 9957, "Ding! Increased favorability by 5 points, currently it is 20."
Raising an eyebrow, Xia Liang looked at him, thinking--
Give him a bribe at a meal? !!
Looking at the cold, but is it so good to pass? !!
"Lighter, Lu Cai." Yu Qinghan felt that she looked at her own eyes, something weird, and added, "You can also come to your taste."
"Okay." Xia Liang closed the door of the refrigerator, holding the vegetables, and prepared to wash them first, but found that he was standing in front, blocking the washing sink, and he murmured at him, saying,
"You go out and wait."
The implication is not to get in the way here.
Because it is an ordinary apartment, the kitchen is not large, and the two people in it will indeed appear a little crowded. Yu Qinghan listened to her and let it go. She walked behind her but did not go out.
Standing at the door, Yu Qinghan looked at her busy back, and saw her skillfully panning the rice, steaming the rice, and then washing and chopping vegetables again, but all the ingredients had been processed for a while.
Extremely efficient!
"Are you going to be a supervisor here?" Xia Liang could feel his gaze, but just ignored him and waited for the ingredients to be handled before turning around, looking at him, raising an eyebrow, and asking,
"Don't worry about my craft?"
Yu Qinghan glanced at her, expressionless, a serious cold voice, "I'm stealing a teacher."
Xia Liang heard his words and saw his cold complexion. He couldn't help but smile slightly, put a lip on his lips, poured oil into the pot, heat it up, smashed the garlic, and then said,
"Then don't blink, you're optimistic."
Then, Yu Qinghan saw some of the top chefs' fancy cooking and frying scenes that can only be seen on TV, and he could not help but widen his eyes.
Looking at Xia Liang's eyes again, in addition to exploring doubts, he also added a touch of surprise.
To be honest, super unexpected!
At this time, Xia Liang heard the system favorability prompt again, from 20 to 25.
Revealing his superb cooking skills has increased his favorability by 5 points. It seems that his teacher-type is more important to some talented people?
"Did you learn?" Xia Liang asked the cooked dishes on the plate.
"Learned how to burn the kitchen." Yu Qinghan paused and said coldly.
Xia Liang, "...".
Well, it seems very unsuccessful.
After half an hour--
"Okay!" Xia Liang filled the last dish out of the pot and found that the rice was steamed, so he said,
"You serve, I have a meal, and I can eat."
"Yes." Yu Qinghan responded, took the dishes out, waited for the plates, set the chopsticks, and looked at the three dishes on the table, all of which were awesome.
I feel that the development of this matter is beyond his control.
She cooked him a meal, and the cooking skills were very, very good.
Xia Liang came out of the kitchen holding the rice, and when he sat down, he felt very hungry. He immediately picked up the chopsticks, glanced at him, and said, "Start?
Yu Qinghan nodded, took a bite of the dish, tasted it, his eyes couldn't help flashing. When he swallowed the dish, he said to her, "Very good."
"Of course." Xia Liang was not humble, and rightly said, "My cooking is good."
As long as conditions allow, she will personally cook for Wenren. This has trained her for many generations. Her craft is better than that of a five-star restaurant chef, and she can catch up with the master of state dinner.
Yu Qinghan took a bite of rice and looked at her twice more. She felt that she was a natural little at this moment, and there were some cuteness, um, and some familiarity.
Well, cute, some people can't figure out why, just these two words just came to my mind so naturally.
Speaking of familiarity, I feel that this answer is indeed her style.
Is this familiarity due to those dreams? Therefore, when I face her, I always feel familiar. Is she the woman in her dream? !!
What about that man?
Is it him?
Those feelings of pain, sweetness, distress, and love for one person are too strong.
In reality, although he has not experienced this emotion, he also knows that it is love.
Yu Hanqing was silent about picking vegetables, eating vegetables, and putting each bite in her mouth, chewing carefully, as if she was tasting these dishes.
…………
After the two were full, after washing and cleaning, Yu Qinghan glanced at his mobile phone and found several missed calls. Thinking of the lie that had been cast before, he said to Xia Liang,
"Wait a moment, I'm dealing with something, and you can watch TV. We'll leave in a while."
Xia Liang felt his care and properness from his words, waved his hand at him, and said lightly, "No hurry, don't worry about me."
After listening to her, Yu Qinghan went to the study and called his assistant, Li Yongle.
As soon as the phone was connected, an urgent howl came over--
"Boss, professor, you finally answered the phone! Tonight, at eight o'clock, did you not forget the lecture at T University ?! The schools are all ready, and it has been publicized for several days. Can't release pigeons! "
"Not forgotten," Yu Qinghan said lightly, "I will be at school at four in the afternoon."