Rebirth of a giant: black-bellied wives don't run away

Chapter 162 Huo Yichen Desperately Destroyed Han Yao Luoluo's Date 04
The pasta made by Han Yao is no different from the ones made by five-star hotels, with real color, fragrance and taste.

When Huo Yichen walked in swaggeringly, the two of them were serving the prepared pasta to the table. Seeing Huo Yichen coming, they thought to themselves that they might not be able to eat it again.

Sure enough, Huo Yichen walked over and took a look, his face couldn't hold back immediately, he thought he was best at pasta, but the truth...is cruel!

"Ahem, I haven't had dinner yet, so I might just make do with it here."

As Huo Yichen said, he reached out and quickly poured two plates of pasta together, moved it in front of him, and sat down to eat like no one else was there.

Shen Qianluo completely ignored Huo Yichen's rare rascal virtues. After all, in her eyes, when Huo Yichen was normal, there were not many...

But when I looked sideways, I saw Han Yao's tightly pursed lips trembling slightly, it seemed that he was very angry.

"Let's go out to eat, I know a good restaurant nearby."

Shen Qianluo suddenly reached out and pulled Han Yao's sleeve, and said softly.

Hearing that, both Han Yao and Huo Yichen looked at her together. Although Han Yao was not happy that Huo Yichen ruined the food he made by himself for the second time, he was still happy to be able to go out to eat alone with Shen Qianluo and avoid Huo Yichen, the great plague god. happy to.

As for Huo Yichen, he came prepared, if everyone left, how could he continue.

"No, you don't need to go out to eat. I'll cook you dinner later. My craftsmanship is very good, right? Lolo."

With that said, Huo Yichen meaningfully cast a very confident look at Shen Qianluo.

Shen Qianluo remained silent, she really didn't want to say anything against her will.

Seeing that Shen Qianluo and the others were still going out, Huo Yichen hurriedly took two mouthfuls of pasta from the plate, then got up and stopped them.

"I've finished eating, please sit down, I'll make noodles for you."

As Huo Yichen said, he took Shen Qianluo's hand and walked back. When Shen Qianluo went back, Han Yao naturally couldn't go out to eat alone, so he had to turn back, but his face was even more ugly.

Seeing that the two of them sat down at the dining table reluctantly after all, Huo Yichen geared up and went to the kitchen.

"Don't mind, you stay here for a few more days, and we'll go out for a walk together on the weekend."

Even if Shen Qianluo comforted her so much, it was difficult for Han Yao to be happy again.

In the kitchen, Huo Yichen was breaking a small capsule in half, pouring the medicine powder inside into one of the pasta, and tossing it.

Although the noodles are still a bit mushy, it seems to be a little bit better than before.

After a while, Huo Yichen came out with two servings of pasta, one for Shen Qianluo and one for Han Yao, and then sat across from them without changing expression, "Try it, Huo's exclusive product."

Shen Qianluo is no stranger to it, anyway, it is not the first time to eat, after a long time, she is really hungry.

As for Han Yao, he really wanted not to show it to him, nor to taste the noodles he made, but seeing Shen Qianluo actually eating, if he said that the noodles were not good or despised him for making the noodles like this, it would undoubtedly be the same. Don't give Shen Qianluo face.

So, although Han Yao was reluctant, he still took a few symbolic mouthfuls, frowned, and asked with a strange expression on his face, and it was still sticky. I really don't know where he got the confidence to cook for them.

(End of this chapter)