My Cold and Beautiful Wife

Chapter 395: A table

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The next morning, when Ye Fan went downstairs, he saw Su Qingxue in the kitchen, actually cooking with Aunt Jiang.

"Wife, what are you doing?" Ye Fan walked over and asked curiously.

Su Qingxue squinted at him, "Don't bother me, I'm learning how to cook".

Ye Fan took a look. Su Qingxue was cutting the ham, and there were a few eggs on the way.

"You want to make ham and scrambled eggs?" Ye Fan couldn't help but want to laugh, this dish is really a bit silly.

"So what?" Su Qingxue said unconvinced: "Is it embarrassing to start simple?"

Ye Fan shook his head hurriedly, "Why, I think my wife, you will definitely make it delicious, I can't wait to taste it."

"It's greasy, I'll fry it for myself, it's up to you," Su Qingxue snorted.

Ye Fan chuckled. He also posted the recipe, so he thought about how to do it." Su Qingxue came with confidence, picked up the chopsticks, and planned to taste it himself.

But Ye Fan hurriedly grabbed the plate and said, "I can't eat it!"

"Why!?" Su Qingxue said displeased: "Why can't I eat?! Did you lie to me!? It's not tasty, right!?"

Ye Fan said solemnly: "I want to finish it by myself. I will enjoy such delicious food by myself!"

After speaking, Ye Fan turned his head, with an expression of "seeing death as home", opened his mouth and gobbled up the dish with "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhayahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhayahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Su Qingxue was stunned, and Aunt Jiang on the side looked intolerable.

After Ye Fan finished eating, he took a long and deep breath, gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, tears squeezed out from the corners of his eyes.

He turned around, put the plate down, looked relieved, and said, "It's so delicious, thank you wife."

"Is it so delicious? Are you starving to death?" Su Qingxue asked in a very good mood looking at the man's face as if he was about to become a fairy.

"Really delicious," Ye Fan said.

"Then tell me, what kind of taste I haven't tasted?" Su Qingxue was very interested in her first exhibition of cooking skills.

Ye Fan pondered for a while, considered the words and sentences, and concluded his evaluation: "It feels very dreamy, and the taste is unspeakable..."

Su Qingxue blinked and pursed her mouth, "Speaking is like saying nothing. It's unspeakable, isn't it just that there is no taste?"

"My wife, because of this taste, it is no longer what I have eaten before, so I don't know how to describe it," Ye Fan added.

Su Qingxue said lightly, "Uh", she was very happy, she didn't show much on her face, she just pretended to ask casually: "Are you full? Or I will go fry another plate..."

Ye Fan felt his soul tremble, and he sternly refused: "No need!"

"Why? Didn't you say it was delicious?" Su Qingxue asked.

Ye Fanyu said earnestly: "Wife, good food, if you eat too much, it is not rare. I think occasionally you show off your cooking skills, so that you are enough for your status and class. What do you think? You are not a street seller. For box lunches, why do you want to win by quantity, and by quality!"

Su Qingxue heard it, and thought it made sense, so she nodded and said, "Well, it's also... Maybe I suddenly learned something. I used to think I couldn't cook.

Well, I will cook it once a week in the future, and gradually accumulate some dishes. When the Chinese New Year next year, I will be able to cook a large table of dishes. "

Ye Fan's legs were soft, and he smiled stiffly: "One... one table?"

"Yes".

"A table... is all your wife's cooking?"

"Um".

Ye Fan took a deep breath, wanting to say that we could go to the restaurant for New Year's Eve dinner... However, Ye Fan still held it back.