"Enough, I've eaten." Before Lu Che could finish speaking, Lu Qilin interrupted coldly.
The man glanced at the thin figure standing at the door, his black pupils were deep and unfathomable.
He doesn't want to see this now... this little subordinate who makes him feel uncomfortable no matter what.
Lu Qilin withdrew his gaze indifferently, stepped forward with his long legs, left Lu Che behind without looking back, and went upstairs.
Lu Che had no idea what happened to the young master.
He looked as if he was very angry, very unhappy, and had extremely low air pressure.
However, this was not the first time Lu Che had seen Lu Qilin like this. When she was young, when she first came to the Eldest Young Master's side, he had an extremely cold personality.
As he grows older, the young master's aura becomes stronger and stronger, and he is very powerful.
It is only in front of the lady that she becomes a little softer.
Lu Che watched the man's back as he went away until he was out of sight, then picked up the stewed mutton and went to the kitchen.
As soon as he reached the door of the kitchen, Lu Che smelled a strong aroma of food.
Strange, how come there is such a fragrant smell of food, is it because the nanny is here
But the nanny has always been in contact with Lu Che, and she never asked her, so she would never come over suddenly.
Lu Che walked into the kitchen with the stewed mutton lunch box in his arms. As she approached step by step, her cold eyes opened wider and wider.
What did she see!
A table full of delicious food…
Her favorite food is fried shredded pork with green peppers.
Next to it is a pot of fragrant red and white radish stewed mutton.
Next door is a pot of roasted beef brisket with tomatoes and potatoes, which is thick in soup, delicious in color, fragrance and taste.
There is also the old hen soup in a small crock pot, which is golden and yellow when the pot is opened.
"Oh..." Lu Che's mouth couldn't help opening into an 'O' shape.
Who made these meals
Could it be the takeaway that the young master ordered from outside
No, that's not right... Lu Che knew that the Eldest Young Master was not the kind of extravagant, labor-intensive person.
A thought suddenly popped up in her mind, and she hurried to the kitchen, where she saw the used pots and pans.
And there was leftover steaming chicken broth in a large crock on the stove.
In the other two pots next to it, there are beef brisket and mutton that have not been scooped up.
The young master is really amazing, he did all this
Even if the side dish that the young master made last night made Lu Che doubt his life, but the ability to cook it for the second time is already better than too many people.
Lu Che couldn't help but put down the stewed mutton in his hand, took a pair of chopsticks, and carefully picked up a piece of beef brisket and put it into his mouth.
"Hmm—" Lu Che's eyes widened, wishing he could bite off his tongue, how could it be so delicious!
Is this really the meal made by her young master
She couldn't help but picked up a piece of mutton with her chopsticks, and then scooped up a spoonful of chicken soup with a small spoon.
Moderately soft and chewy, the mutton has no smell, but gives people a sense of happiness.
And the yellow and golden chicken soup, just a sip in this winter, is enough to warm the whole stomach.
Lu Che, who just had lunch, felt that he was hungry again.
Looking at the big pot of beef, mutton, and chicken soup, Lu Che suddenly realized that he seemed to have found the reason for Lu Qilin's unhappiness.
"It seems that the young master has really worked too much these days. No wonder he has a bad temper... He must be very imaginary."
Lu Che kept reflecting that it was because he didn't take good care of the young master that he got him up early in the morning to cook by himself.
"I have to pack everything up and put it away so that the young master can mend it tonight." It never occurred to Lu Che that these things might be made by her young master for her to eat.
Like a hardworking bee, she poured the food on the table back into the pot and covered it.
But she didn't know that in the study upstairs, the man who Lu Che judged to be weak was turning on the computer and clicking on the webpage.
On the search page, I typed two words—danmei.
[Update completed on 11.29, see you tomorrow night~]