The chaebol boss, spoiled

Chapter 1577 1614 Love is in the heart, hate is in the bone 5
In the dream, she heard footsteps, was quiet for a while, and saw the sound of plastic bags falling on the coffee table.

Looking up, the black shadow completely enveloped her.

Xingluo got up, stood condescendingly on the sofa, and pointed his hand weakly at the man's nose. All the grievances and sorrows broke out at this moment. Anyway, he could vent it in his dream: "Leng Yejing, you big man asshole!"

She was really drunk, her eyes were out of focus, Leng Yejing could tell.

"Really? But it's a perfect match with you, so what are you?!"

He grabbed her hand, pulled her down, and let her unsteady body fall to his chest. He took advantage of the situation and held her in his arms, stroking her back with one free hand: "The spaghetti is unpalatable, do you want fried rice noodles?"

Xingluo raised his eyes, blinked, stared at Leng Yeming in his dream, and swallowed.

The rice noodle he fried is her favorite.

I haven't eaten it for many years, and I swallowed my saliva thinking about it again.

He also knows how to stir-fry rice noodles, and it was she who taught him how to do it. As a result, he is better than blue. She always thinks that his fried rice noodles are more delicious. Every time he came to my aunt, she clamored for fried rice noodles.

She was full of lies, saying that eating would relieve the pain, but he didn't know if she believed it. A man who never liked to cook was always tricked by her into cooking and frying a bowl of rice noodles to show his sympathy and concern.

There is a kitchen in the hotel suite, and Leng Yeming carries the freshly bought ingredients and displays her talents in the kitchen in a decent manner. Fortunately, there is a supermarket opposite the hotel, otherwise there is really no place to buy such a complete range of ingredients at such a late hour.

Xingluo stumbled into the kitchen and hugged Leng Yeming's waist. This dream is really beautiful.

It was so beautiful that she didn't even want to wake up.

His tall and ruthless figure paused for a moment, raised his hand, and put a dried red pepper on her head. He cut the meat and green onions with a knife. He was unskilled, but the shredded meat was fine.

After Leng Yeming prepared all the ingredients, he turned on the fire, she entangled himself, he grabbed her arm, and pushed the woman who smelled of alcohol away, so as not to burn her with hot oil, but Xingluo refused to give up, From behind, hug him again.

Under the warm light, she pressed her face against his cold and generous chest, and praised him sparingly: "Mr. Leng, I think you are the best chef in the world, even better than the chef of the state banquet."

"Stop flattering! If you flatter me, I won't really learn how to cook for you. Don't think I don't know about your fancy intestines!"

He pours the oil into the pan, and follows the proficient steps of frying the side dishes first and then pouring in the rice noodles. He doesn't know how to cook, but he is very good at frying the rice noodles.

To use her previous dogleg praise is:
A man only needs to know one dish and act aggressively in front of a woman's girlfriends at the right time to make a woman happy.

I went to learn with the purpose of pretending, but I did it to the extreme.

"It smells so good..." Xingluo put his head out in front of him, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he cried so ugly, but smiled like someone gave her candy, Leng Ye stared blankly, Xingluo walked away like a dog When he got to the front, he hugged him: "Your Majesty, this concubine really wants to eat."

"Go away, it's not good yet." Leng Yeming snapped back to her senses, clasped her arm, and wanted to pull her away, but she stared at the rice noodles in the pot, wishing to reach in with her hand, Grab a little and put it in your mouth.

He took the chopsticks and slammed down her outstretched hand.

"……pain……"

"Wash your hands before eating!"

(End of this chapter)