Newlyweds means exile, I rely on the mall to pamper God of War

It was rare for Bu Yao to see such an expression on Gao Boyi's face, and she couldn't help laughing, "Ms. sir, I feel like I haven't eaten enough. When I finish eating here, let's cook some more?"

Gao Boyi turned around, his face was still the same as iceberg, but Bu Yao still noticed that there was a gleaming light in his eyes, but he said in a smooth and steady voice, "Mrs. Lao, I will give you a hand later." .”

As he spoke, he returned and sat down opposite Bu Yao. He looked really calm and well-behaved. Of course, it would be better if he stopped staring at her eating so intently.

"Cough cough cough..."

Gu Zhong's cough suddenly sounded.

Bu Yao looked over, "Azhong, what's wrong with you?"

Gu Zhong grinned and said sheepishly, "Madam, we haven't had enough to eat either..."

Buyao smiled, "I understand, I will cook more."

Gu Zhong beamed with joy, "Thank you, madam! Don't bother me master later, we'll call madam..."

Before he could finish the word "start" at the end, he saw Gao Boyi's faint eyes looking over, and Gu Zhong shut his mouth in embarrassment.

He finally figured out that the master wanted to wash hands and make soup with his wife.

So, when Buyao finished her bowl of noodles and started to cook Shacha noodles for the second time, Gao Boyi followed her words and gave her a hand, while Gu Zhong silently took Gu Yi to check outside. The drying situation of mushrooms is gone.

Gu Yi was pulled outside by Gu Zhongqiang, "Do you really not need our help inside?"

In Gu Yi's heart, regardless of whether Gao Boyi was an exile or not, he was still their master. How could he let his master cook?

He really wanted to go back and take over all Gao Boyi's work.

Gu Zhong rolled his eyes at him and said, "You kid, you are obviously a very smart person on weekdays, but why are you so blind at times like this? Do you think the master is really just trying to help his wife?"

Gu Yi tilted his head, "Master wants to be alone with Madam?"

Gu Zhong said, "Hey, I said you have no eyesight, but don't you see it quite clearly?"

Gu Yi frowned, "Even so, there is no need for the master to help my wife with cooking. They go back to the house first..." He stopped mid-sentence.

Because it suddenly occurred to me that Bu Yao was the only one among them who could make sand tea noodles.

When he was helping, he saw the whole process of Bu Yao's cooking. The key point is that he has always been the type of cook who knows his eyes but not his hands.

The only good thing is soup noodles, but they are only simple and ordinary vegetable noodles. The taste can only be said to be barely edible.

On the way to exile, whenever there was a situation where cooking was required, it was his brother Gu Zhong who did the cooking. At best, he would be a helper.

There is no way, a loyal servant must not abuse his master's stomach.

Thinking that he couldn't make sand tea noodles, Gu Yi didn't say anything else and just immersed himself in checking the mushrooms drying in the yard.

Seeing him like this, Gu Zhong swallowed his words silently as he prepared a basket to throw at him.

It seems that he understands, and it saves him the need to curse.

Facts have proved that Bu Yao is the type who can make people salivate if she doesn’t cook.

Not long after, a rich fragrance wafted out from the dome.

Gu Zhong had just eaten, but when he smelled that smell, he instantly felt hungry again.

Gu Yi's expression was not as exaggerated as his, but his eyes kept drifting in the direction of Qionglu.

"It smells so good." Gu Zhong couldn't help but sigh.

"Yes, it smells so good. What is it that smells so good?"

A voice sounded behind Gu Zhong.