After waking up, I became a hidden bride

Chapter 445 Mr. Fu's Craftsmanship
"Mr. Fu, there is too much butter!" The woman shouted again.

Standing in front of the shelf, Fu Tingxiao looked nervous. He obviously wanted to pick up the things, but his hands were scalded. He wanted to use the tongs, but he was holding a plate of food in his left hand. In the end, he could only teach the tongs to the woman to stand on her own. look aside.

Nan Jia blinked, and felt that Fu Tingxiao, who was in a hurry, was quite interesting, so she leaned on the window sill to watch this scene.

Fu Tingxiao has always been calm and capable, but now it is rare for her to see Fu Tingxiao panic and frantic, which attracts her attention even more, and she is full of joy.

"Fu Tingxiao!" Nan Jia called out.

There are only three floors in the house, and Nanjia's floor is the second floor, which is very close to the yard. Just a shout can spread throughout the yard. Even standing in front of the barbecue grill, Fu Tingxiao can clearly understand He heard Nanjia's shout.

Fu Tingxiao turned around and looked at the window of the room, and subconsciously smiled when he saw Nan Jia who had just woken up.

"What are you doing? Cooking?" Nan Jia asked with a chuckle, propping her chin with one hand, as if she was watching a good show.

She knows that Fu Tingxiao is in the shopping mall, and she knows that she can cover the sky with one hand, but she just cooks. She has never seen it before.

Hearing this, Fu Tingxiao was a little embarrassed, "It's hard to explain, wash your face and eat it, as long as you don't dislike my craftsmanship."

Nan Jia laughed heartily, washed and changed into comfortable clothes, then went downstairs to the backyard.

The original woman stood in front of the grill instead of Fu Tingxiao. The grilled meat and shrimps were orderly and orderly. Fu Tingxiao had also given up and took the initiative to tidy up the dining table. He put a plate of food on the table and waited for Nanjia to arrive.

"There are so many." Nan Jia sighed, sitting at the table and watching Fu Tingxiao busy walking around, "You come to eat together, I can't finish so much by myself."

Fu Tingxiao nodded, walked over and sat opposite Nan Jia.

Nanjia frowned slightly and made a puzzled expression, "Let me guess, you baked this almost mushy shrimp, right?"

Fu Tingxiao was a little surprised, "How do you know?"

"Because one side of this plate is slightly burnt but looks good, and the other side is almost burnt. It can be seen that two different people baked it, and the proprietress's voice was so loud just now. , of course I can guess."

Fu Tingxiao smiled helplessly: "My craftsmanship is indeed relatively poor, not as good as Aunt Wang or the proprietress."

Nanjia raised her eyebrows, picked up a piece of meat and put it into her mouth while listening to him.

Fu Ting Xiaozai carefully watched Nan Jia's chewing every time, and after seeing Nan Jia swallowed the meat, he quickly asked, "How does it taste?"

Nan Jia looked at him, cleared his throat and began to comment: "It's kind of firewood, it's a bit dry, but it's not bad, it's edible."

"If it's too dry, don't eat it. Eat the one next to it." Fu Tingxiao said, planning to reach out and put the half of the meat that he roasted on his own plate to destroy himself.

Seeing this, Nan Jia hurriedly protected her plate, "What are you doing?!"

"Didn't you say that this meat is too dry to eat? Then I'll eat it, and you can eat the one next to it." Fu Tingxiao blinked.

Nanjia was instantly unhappy, "I said it tasted too dry, but I didn't mean I wouldn't eat it. Give me back my meat! Didn't you say you gave it to me? Why are you fighting me now?!"

Fu Tingxiao was slightly stunned, realizing that Nan Jia nodded silently after feeling sorry for herself, seeing Nan Jia eat up all the meat she roasted, and wiped her mouth with satisfaction.

(End of this chapter)