C510 red wine with chicken soup

"What did I hear? Didn't you just say that you would thank me? " Ye Cheng did not know what this woman was doing, so he casually placed his apron to the side and said.

"Yeah, I said thank you." Qiao RuBing said as she stretched out her hand, her snow-white chin raised towards the pot of millet congee, indicating that Ye Cheng should serve it to her.

It really wasn't a coincidence that Qiao RuBing was able to become the company's CEO. Her ability to adapt to situations was definitely not ordinary!

"You have hands and feet, you grow them yourself!" Ye Cheng said in a bad mood.

F * ck, laozi has been busy the whole night, and at the end of it, laozi still wants to serve you food. You really treat me, a professional bodyguard, as a professional babysitter! Ye Cheng thought in anger.

"Hey, are you a man or not! You're my bodyguard, what if I get scalded? "Besides, I already said I'd thank you. What else do you want?" Qiao RuBing said confidently.

"Hey!" "You need my help to correct your attitude. What's more, this small matter is related to whether I'm a man or not. It's not like you haven't seen whether I'm a man or not." Ye Cheng looked at Qiao RuBing's small mouth and a vulgar smile hung on his face.

"You!" Qiao RuBing choked heavily on Ye Cheng's words, and almost could not hold back her urge to grab the pot and pin it on this guy's head.

"Come, come, CEO, hurry up and eat." Seeing that Qiao Ru Bing was about to get angry, Ye Cheng quickly scooped a bowl of porridge and carried it to her. He thought that this woman would be his sooner or later.

"Humph!" "At least you're sensible!" Qiao RuBing snorted and did not bother with Ye Cheng anymore.

"Pa, pa, pa …" Two dishes and a pot of porridge were skillfully placed on the table by Ye Cheng to help the others to the end. Ye Cheng then poured another bowl of chicken soup for Qiao RuBing and placed five fist-sized steamed buns in front of her. Only then did he serve himself a bowl of chicken soup and millet porridge. Although dinner was not a sumptuous meal, it was enough for two people.

Ye Cheng sat on the opposite side of Qiao RuBing. Looking at her shocked and dazed look, he was a little pleased with himself, did he see that, this was a real man, he could get a warm bed in the kitchen, have a business outside the house, have skills in the kitchen, have a perfect bed in the house. Ye Cheng almost couldn't resist persuading Qiao RuBing to let her feel his abilities, but he was afraid that this old woman would beat him up for making chicken soup all night, so he thought better of it.

Qiao RuBing at this moment naturally did not notice Ye Cheng's vulgar expression and gaze. Ye Cheng was cooking the most common and simple home-cooked dishes, a plate of scallion and black wood ear tofu with spicy and sour sauce. He looked at the other plate of potato shreds, whether it was the shredded radish or the shredded potato, both were cut evenly and evenly, as if they were cut out by a machine. For a moment, Qiao RuBing couldn't believe that these two dishes were made by this guy who didn't have any proper manners and did nothing at all.

"I didn't expect your cutting techniques to be so good." Qiao RuBing commented elegantly.

"Hehe, I'm good at playing with blades, but I'm better at playing with guns. Whoever meets me will say that they're good at it." Ye Cheng grinned and said.

Qiao RuBing was clearly unable to understand the meaning behind Ye Cheng's words. As she looked at the two dishes and two soups in front of her, she couldn't believe it for a while.

However, Ye Cheng, who sat on the opposite side of the table, did not think much about it. Cooking in the army was a common occurrence, and he was not the least bit embarrassed.

After eating a few bites, Ye Cheng saw Qiao RuBing not moving her chopsticks and could not help but to ask curiously: "What's wrong?" "Not with your taste?"

"I didn't expect you to cook. You look delicious." Qiao RuBing sighed.

"Hey!" "What are you saying? It should be very tasty. Although the dishes I've cooked can't compare to the senior chefs in the hotel, they shouldn't be so hard to swallow!" Ye Cheng rolled his eyes as if he had received a huge insult.

In the past, she had always been by herself, especially after his father had passed away. Her mother had died early, and although his father was the boss of the group, because her mother had died here, his father had been living in Canada all year round and did not want to come back. He had always been afraid of bringing up sad memories, ever since he had graduated and taken over the team, she had always lived her own life. However, there were only two people in the huge room facing a table of food. Ye Cheng seemed to not know what to do and ate elegantly, just like how he ate in his own home. This caused Qiao RuBing to feel that the atmosphere was a little weird and even her movements became a lot more stiff.

Qiao RuBing elegantly picked up the chopsticks in front of her and nibbled on her black wooden ear, putting it into her sexy little mouth with an attitude of trying it out. Her eyes immediately lit up and her stomach let out a 'gu gu' sound …

"Didn't you eat lunch?" The growl from his stomach did not hide anything from Ye Cheng's ears as he asked in confusion.

"None of your business!" Qiao RuBing glared arrogantly at Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng thought he was asking for trouble, so he ignored this crazy woman.

Qiao RuBing stood up with a swoosh and ran into the bedroom in her slippers. While Ye Cheng was still confused, Qiao RuBing came out with a bottle of red wine in her hands. Ye Cheng was secretly speechless, thinking that this woman knew how to live, and hadn't wasted my night.

Ye Cheng did not like to drink this red wine with a tune to it, and he liked to drink the choking white wine even more. No matter how much of a beauty a fine wine and delicious food were, he could barely make it through his days. Although Ye Cheng did not like to drink it, it did not mean that he knew nothing about red wine. Just by looking at the brand and age, he was able to determine that this bottle of red wine was definitely the best among red wine, even if it was not limited edition.

Unexpectedly, this woman didn't care about Ye Cheng at all. She poured herself a cup and placed the lid of the bottle next to her. Ye Cheng was so angry that he could only bury his head in the steamed bun in his hands and fight for his life.

Qiao RuBing gently sipped the red wine and finally couldn't endure the hunger in her stomach. She grabbed the small bun in front of her and started to eat. At first, Qiao RuBing could maintain her sexual grace, but after a while, the hunger and the allure of the food made her forget everything else.

Although he knew that his culinary skills were pretty good, he definitely wouldn't let a person wolf down his food. The only reason was that Qiao RuBing was really hungry.

Qiao RuBing was indeed hungry because after this morning's meeting with Ye Cheng, they had agreed that Ye Cheng would be in charge of his living and eating. Qiao RuBing who was rather regretful had a stomach full of anger because she hadn't eaten much for lunch.

"Eat slowly, don't choke." Ye Cheng kindly reminded, but in his heart, he was quite proud of himself.

"Cough, cough …" It was better if he didn't say anything. Just as he finished speaking, Qiao RuBing choked and began to cough violently. She ignored the culprit and drank a mouthful of chicken soup from the table.

"Ah …" He had only taken a single sip when Qiao RuBing squatted the chicken soup on the table and let out a cry of surprise …

"What's wrong?" Ye Cheng was puzzled. The temperature of the chicken soup was not hot at all.

"Phew …" How spicy — whooshing — — "Qiao RuBing's pretty face turned red and her tender, pink tongue moved to her mouth, trembling uncontrollably. She looked extremely adorable.

"Hahaha …" This was the first time he had seen Qiao Rubing's cute appearance. Compared to Qiao RuBing's usual cold arrogance, he liked Qiao RuBing more for her to be angered by him, but the current Qiao RuBing was more captivating. At this moment, Qiao RuBing who was dressed in a conservative underwear was more like a real woman, and her body had the scent of a real woman. This is the kind of woman I want, Ye Cheng thought to himself.

"Gulp …" Qiao RuBing quickly picked up the red wine beside her and poured it all into her mouth.

Ye Cheng, who was laughing so arrogantly, stopped watching Qiao RuBing drink the red wine. His eyeballs almost fell down his crotch. Damn, so red wine was drunk like this …

The boss was indeed the boss. Even after drinking a glass of red wine, he was still so domineering! Ye Cheng secretly gave Qiao RuBing a thumbs up.

"Ye Cheng, did you do that on purpose?" Qiao RuBing drank a few more mouthfuls of water before finally suppressing it. She fiercely glared at the dumbstruck Ye Cheng.

"No, I was just about to remind you to drink, but I didn't expect you to drink so fast. Our East Sea is adjacent to the Sichuan Province. I thought you could eat spicy foods, so I put some chili peppers in there." Ye Cheng explained.

"Humph!" Qiao RuBing snorted and looked at the table full of food. She didn't pay any more attention to him and started to eat gracefully.

"Slither, slither …"

"Yes, it's indeed a bit spicy." Ye Cheng drank the entire bowl of chicken soup and clicked his tongue. He then picked up the bottle of red wine that he had been eyeing for a long time, removed its cap, and started to gulp down the soup under Qiao RuBing's shocked gaze.

Qiao RuBing's heart was bleeding, especially when she saw Ye Cheng drink his red wine, her heart ached so much that he almost cried. He thought, "I'll reward you with this dish I made," Qiao RuBing thought.

"I didn't expect red wine to be so delicious!" It's much more comfortable! " Ye Wen let out a long sigh of relief and ignored Qiao RuBing's murderous gaze. He picked up her chicken soup and poured it into his bowl, then scooped up a layer of chili oil from the pot and scooped another bowl for Qiao RuBing on the table.

Qiao RuBing did not expect Ye Cheng to be so thoughtful and felt a little touched. However, that bowl of chicken soup was something he had just drunk. "That's the chicken soup that I drank!" Qiao RuBing stared at Ye Cheng, who had a natural look on his face, and warned him with a loud voice, not showing any signs of appreciation.

"It's fine, I don't feel dirty. How about I return it to you?" Ye Cheng smiled as he lifted the bowl of chicken soup.

"I won't use what you've used!" Qiao RuBing harrumphed.

"No need? It's not like we haven't used it before. " Ye Cheng mumbled to himself as he picked up the bowl of chicken soup and began to drink.

"You!" Qiao RuBing didn't want to bicker with him because she was afraid that he would infuriate her to death!