After saying this, he continued to walk forward without looking back.
Wen Qingqing was very confused, okay... this is okay.
She also walked down.
Now that she is here, she is not actually a girlfriend.
Just a nanny, a cook or something like that!
However, after playing games all night, she felt very tired.
When he walked into the living room, he saw Luo Chentian sitting on the sofa, turning on the TV and watching the news channel.
Wen Qingqing walked to the kitchen very consciously and prepared supper.
Since it is already night, in fact, if you feel you need to maintain your health at this time, you should not eat.
However, I'm hungry. If I'm hungry, I can't sleep.
So at the end, Wen Qingqing took out the flour and found the meat.
I stomped out the meat filling, and rolled out the dough with my hands.
In an instant, I pinched out some small wontons.
When it was done, Wen Qingqing continued to take out some of the bone soup that he had made in the afternoon and put it in the pot.
Inside, put some shrimps and some seaweed.
When the soup kept tumbling, Wen Qingqing was in it and put down the wontons.
Soon, the wontons were ready in the steam, and Wen Qingqing took out two large bowls.
In particular, I packed some more for Luo Chentian, then put it on the dinner plate and carried it to the restaurant.
As soon as he reached the restaurant, Wen Qingqing couldn't help but lick the corner of his mouth.
Haha... This Luo Chentian, does Mr. Luo have a dog nose
He had already finished it as soon as he brought it out, which was so helpless...
Yes, Wen Qingqing felt very helpless...
However, being helpless, Wen Qingqing gently placed the small wontons in front of him.
"What is this?"
Luo Chentian felt very strange when he saw that there was nothing in the bowl in front of him.
"This is called wontons!"
It is indeed a world of aristocrats, and even wontons are unknown.
After all, he is a rich man, a noble after all, and he is very particular about what he eats.
This lack of understanding is normal.
Therefore, Wen Qingqing still explained to him very gently.
"oh!"
Luo Chentian nodded. Although this one looked white, it seemed like something was wrapped inside.
He had never eaten it before, but the aroma it exuded made him really want to try it.
So, Luo Chentian picked up one of those spoons, put it to his lips, blew on it gently, and then put it in his mouth.
The outer dough is soft and even smooth.
The meat filling inside is very elastic.
It seemed to be pork, with mushrooms and other things inside. He couldn't eat it, but the only thing he could feel was that it was very delicious.
Wen Qingying saw his expression, as if he had sacrificed his life heroically.
Let me go, but you haven’t eaten it. If you’re afraid, just don’t eat it!
What does this look mean? !
Although the first one was tentative, and although his expression was a bit ugly, his posture was still quite elegant and sounded noble.
but! !
After eating this first one, Wen Qingqing could no longer see Luo Chentian's elegance.