Chapter 87

After finishing her homework in the evening, Su Rourou had just climbed onto the table with her schoolbag, when she heard Luo Yichen's voice behind her.

"Don't forget, lunch tomorrow at noon."

"Know... Know!" Su Rourou's hand was stiff, and then she quickly climbed back to her room. This guy, do you have such a good memory!

Looking at her figure shaking faintly behind the curtain, Luo Yichen gradually caught a smile on the corners of her eyes and eyebrows. He began to look forward to tomorrow

Su Rourou threw her schoolbag on the ground, downloaded a mobile app and began to study the menu for lunch tomorrow.

But for her "kitchen killer", it seems that any seemingly simple dish is very challenging. And she, by nature, doesn't like challenges.

After studying for a while, her eyes staring at her mobile phone suddenly lit up and landed on a sushi recipe.

Yes, that's it! The technical content is low. Just steam the rice, cut all the vegetables, and wrap them in a bag... Right?

But even so, she still made a mess of the kitchen.

Lin Shu just finished cleaning the hall and saw a "corpse everywhere" in the kitchen. He was furious: "what are you doing in the kitchen when you don't sleep in the middle of the night?"

Su Rourou carefully put the cut sushi into the fresh-keeping box and said calmly: "make tomorrow's lunch for Luo Yichen."

As soon as Lin Shu heard Luo Yichen's name, the anger on his face was immediately replaced by a smile: "our family is soft and gentle. It's really becoming more and more virtuous. He must be a virtuous wife and mother in the future!"

Su Rourou puts the fresh-keeping box into the refrigerator and secretly turns her eyes: she knows that as long as she carries Luo Yichen's name, even if she takes down the kitchen, her mother won't care about herself.

Lin Shu stepped forward to block the door of the refrigerator and pressed the fresh-keeping box in Su rourourou's hand: "I don't know if it's delicious. Take one for my mother?"

Su Rourou immediately hid the box of sushi behind her: "don't... don't, I didn't cook enough, and I'm afraid I can't eat enough!"

"Alas, a woman is a big loser! With a husband, she forgets her mother..." Lin Shu shook his head, a little sad and a little happy.

Su Rou said nothing: Mom just likes to think too much! It's just that there are too few sushi that survived because of their poor technology and countless broken packages

After Lin Shu left, Su rourourou thought about it, took sushi out of the refrigerator, took a picture and passed it to her circle of friends.

Any delicious food should be "eaten" by the circle of friends before it starts!

Because it is the first time to cook, Su Rourou still has a sense of achievement and silently waits for everyone to praise. In her imagination, everyone's comments should be like this.

"Wow, it's good. It looks good to eat!"

"Give me recipes, recipes!"

"Soft and virtuous, out of the hall and down the kitchen!"

But as a result, not only did no one in her circle of friends like it, but also many bad comments.

LAN Xier: it also means sushi. Would you mind not insulting sushi?

Hou Xiaofeng: it's disgusting. I have no appetite after reading it.

Li Tianwei: monitor, I have a 'blessing in mouth'. I'm so 'envious'

Ke Shaoze: no evaluation.

Su Rou was very angry, make complaints about the circle of friends until he went to bed.

These people are so poisonous! At least she is also the first time to cook. Can't she give some encouragement? Jealousy is definitely red fruit jealousy!

At this moment, Luo Yichen in the opposite room is lying in bed and inadvertently opens the wechat circle of friends.

Seeing the photo of Su rourourou's hair, his eyes were full of smiles and stared at the crooked sushi for a long time.

He can probably imagine the taste of these sushi

The thumb gently slid to the symbol of "peach heart" on the screen, and he silently praised it.

At the same time, Su rourourou, who has been brushing her circle of friends, brightened her eyes: finally someone praised it! That person is Luo Yichen who seldom speaks in the circle of friends