Wearing a book becomes the male lead's vicious wife

Chapter 392 This Is The Real Home
"Are you up? Wait a minute, the meal will be ready soon."

It was a figure busy in the kitchen, with a high ponytail and an apron on his body. At this moment, he was holding a spatula in one hand and a plate in the other, ready to serve vegetables from the pot.

she is cooking?Where is Miss Wang?

Lu Chengyan was a little surprised, when he walked in, he saw that a tomato and egg soup, a fried steak and a vegetable salad had been prepared on the kitchen table, he couldn't help but look at the woman twice: "You know how to cook? "

Xia Wanxun was serving the dishes, and when she heard it, she looked back at him: "Not very good, I remembered some when I watched Sister Wang cook it, you can try it later."

She really doesn't know how to cook. In the real world, she is also the princess held in the hands of her parents, and she is rarely asked to do housework.

So, strictly speaking, this meal was her first time cooking.

She took out the last portion of fried pork with fungus, and she brought it over, and seeing the man standing there staring at the dishes she had prepared, she suddenly felt a little nervous: "If... it doesn't taste good, then don't Eat, we can order takeaway."

Lu Chengyan: "..."

Order takeout?
Thanks to her, who will deliver food for you this New Year's Eve?
In the end, Lu Chengyan didn't say anything, and came out with these dishes together, and then the two of them sat at the dining table and began to eat.

This is a very warm scene. Although Lu Chengyan often goes back to Huanshan for dinner, the family gathers around a big table, but for some reason, when he sees the scene of two people eating in the apartment, he has a feeling that this is him. the feeling of home.

A young couple sitting around a table and eating meals cooked by the hostess herself. This is a real small family.

Lu Chengyan watched the woman across from him staring at him eagerly, so he finally picked up the knife and fork and cut to the steak.

As a result, after cutting...

Well, there's blood in it! !
"Ah, why is there still blood? Don't eat it, it's raw." Without any explanation, the woman on the opposite side took the plate from his hand.

Lu Chengyan: "..."

I want to say something, but now, she has already pushed the bowl of tomato and egg soup over, drink this, I just took two sips of this, and I think it's okay.

Her face was full of apology, a plain and fair little face, accompanied by an embarrassing smile.

Lu Chengyan saw it, and finally frowned: "You don't have to be so nervous, I'm not picky."

Not picky eaters?
He, Lu Chengyan, said he wasn't picky about food?

Xia Wanxun wondered if she had heard it wrong, because as far as she knew, the male lead was picky in this book, and there was no other person like him.

As a result, he now says he's not a picky eater.

She became more and more embarrassed: "Otherwise, I'll order you a western meal?"

Lu Chengyan: "No need!"

Then he reached out and took two spoonfuls of the bowl of tomato and egg soup.

That's right, this soup.

So Lu Chengyan started to eat. Xia Wanxun saw it and finally breathed a sigh of relief. At that moment, she ate there and said: "I originally wanted to buy eels. You know, I can burn them." this."

"..."

No one paid attention to her, and the only response to her here was Lu Chengyan's slow eating sound.

People from wealthy families like them don't talk when they eat, that's the etiquette they've been taught since they were young, they either eat or talk, in short, they just can't do both at the same time.

(End of this chapter)