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In the end, it was still shameful. It was not easy to bear not wearing the usual conservative pajamas and pajamas. I wore a silk suspender skirt.

Water red nightdress, wear on her body, lining the milk white skin is more attractive.

Fu Sihan's aesthetic is very good, but he is a bit straight. Most of the clothes he chooses for her are pink, red and skirts.

In the evening, I made all preparations and sat in bed waiting for Fu Sihan.

He seems to be very busy recently. He didn't go back to his room. He fell asleep when he was waiting. When he woke up, it was already 2:18 in the morning.

Fu Sihan still hasn't returned.

Evening wear a morning coat to go out, to the study, the study is not closed, inside a dark, no one.

Fu Sihan is not here.

Are you out?

Evening is confused, planning to return to the room, found a light downstairs, from the kitchen direction, there is a voice.

"Young master, you are not using the right way to grind meat. You should use the strength of your wrist to make the meat chewy."

"Young master! This is flour, not Euryale ferox powder. You see, the flour is more delicate and even, and the Euryale ferox powder is easy to damp. Even if it is well preserved, there will be small areas of caking, which will be a little rough

It's the voice of the chef in the main building.

Night can not help but put light feet, carefully down.

After a while, I heard the chef say:

"young master, you can't turn the pot all the time. This eggbox has not been finalized yet!"

"Young master, this Chinese food pays attention to the heat. Just now it was shaped by a big fire. Now it should be cooked in a low heat, or the dishes will be burnt in a short time."

"Young master, you..."

"Don't call me" young master. "! Something to say

Fu Sihan scolded impatiently and walked to the kitchen door in the evening.

Inside, most of the time, the men in high suits and only occasionally family clothes were wearing aprons. They were staring at the pot with a gloomy face, as if they were trying to make a hole in the pot.

On the counter next to it were plates of food - well, food, right?

It's all black. I don't know what it's fried.

If you look at Fu Sihan, his hands are worth hundreds of millions of transactions. At this time, they are covered with live flour paste, and there is flour on the forearm, which makes the smooth and powerful forearm somewhat funny.

What's more funny is his clumsy movements, holding a pair of long chopsticks and turning over the eggplant box in the pot.

Next to the chef's face "you can't teach a child, but you can't beat and scold.".

Late at night did not resist, really laugh out of the sound.

"Ha ha ha..."

Fu Sihan and the chef, one of whom was painstaking in learning and the other in teaching, were very serious. They were suddenly surprised by the late speech. Fu Sihan's hand slipped and a drop of oil splashed out and burned his hand.

His conditional reflex of the contraction of the hand, there is no ordinary people after the pain of a breath of air conditioning reaction, but a face of disgust at the point was hot.

Seeing Yan wanwan, his eyes were momentarily unnatural, which was quickly replaced by anger: "don't sleep in the middle of the night, what do you come down for?"

Later, with a smile, he asked, "what are you doing, third brother?"

Fu Sihan looked at himself. There were flour and seasonings everywhere. He hated it.

His face was taut and his mouth was closed, as if someone owed him hundreds of millions.

Later, he went in and asked strangely again, "what are you doing, third brother?"

"Cooking, don't you understand?" Fu Sihan's tone is bad, and he doesn't know what he dislikes any more.

The chef stood awkwardly next to him. He looked down at the dishes on the table and explained, "grandma, these two dishes are shredded potatoes."

Late and late: You can see it's silk, but you can't tell it's potato silk.

"And this one?" Ask for a dish of cut vegetables next to you in the evening.

"This is sweet and sour sirloin."

“…… Is the fire on? Or more sugar? "

"Er..." The chef was embarrassed and didn't want to admit that this was a student he taught himself.

"And what is this?"

"This is the eggbox. It's the first time to do it, but it's not done well. It's the second time for young master to do it."

Later, I looked in the pan again, um It's almost the same as the good one. I haven't seen much progress.

You don't have to taste it. It must be dark.

"Enough to say?" Fu Sihan finally can't help but ask the chef with a cold face.

The chef contacted him in the evening and said that he would teach him some dishes tonight and ask for confidentiality.

I didn't expect to learn how to cook in the middle of the night, but I was found out later.

"Young master..." The chef was in a state of panic and didn't know where he had offended the chef.

"Go away!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The chef lives in other villas in yipinyuan manor.In the evening, he went out of the kitchen, said thanks to the chef and went back. Fu Sihan was still standing in front of the frying pan and turned off the stove. At this time, he held a cigarette between his fingertips, smoked and vomited a cigarette ring.

The phoenix eye drops slightly, can't cover dislike.

Don't netizens say cooking is not difficult? It's not hard to say? What about the deal? Is it not difficult?

Fu Sihan thinks this is more difficult than opening a company!

"Third brother." When I approached him in the evening, I looked at his hand. There were two blisters on the back of his hand and one at the top of his wrist.

He seems to have no pain.

Take his hand in the evening and put it under the tap.

Cool water flushes through the scalded area, and carries out the most basic physical cooling.

In the evening, he washed his hands by the way, and then took off his apron, which was too dirty to look at directly.

I really don't know such a big person, making a meal can also be like a child playing with the family, all of them are!

Wanwan was about to ask him what he wanted to do when he didn't go to bed in the middle of the night to learn how to cook. The man suddenly asked, "do you think I'm useless for saying late?"

“？？” "No," he said

You are the chairman and CEO of RK group. You are useless. How do you want others to live?

Fu Sihan took another puff of smoke, and the ring of smoke made him cough late.

He put out the cigarette end.

"Third brother, why do you suddenly want to learn to cook?" Later he tilted his head and looked at him. "I'm not very happy to see you having dinner at night."

Fu Sihan didn't speak. He turned to clean up the mess on the cooking table.

"Yan chenrui said that your man needs to be able to cook." In fact, Yan chenrui's original words are: a man who can't cook is not worthy to be my brother-in-law. My sister likes a man who can cook delicious food.

The evening was funny. He lowered his head while cleaning up and said, "my own cooking skills are good. What do I ask my man to cook well?"

When it comes to the word "my man", I feel stunned for a moment in the evening, and my ears are slightly hot.

"That's what your family said." Fu Sihan was unhappy.

What are you talking about? Later, he found out that he had accepted Xiao Rui's setting that he was a drag on oil in Fu's eyes?!!

She turned and was startled.