Luo Yichen had been lying quietly on the sofa, listening to the sound of "dong dong dong" chopping vegetables in the kitchen, a certain cold and hard place in his heart gradually softened.
Such a scene is as warm as when the husband comes home from get off work and is waiting for his wife to prepare dinner on the sofa. Although, he didn't have any illusions about the dinner made by that idiot.
Sure enough, within five minutes, he heard screams coming from the kitchen.
He sat up suddenly from the sofa and rushed into the kitchen quickly.
Amid the loud crackling noise, Su Rourou's face turned pale with fright, she jumped aside, and the spatula in her hand slipped to the ground.
The oil pan on the stove was crackling and splashing.
Luo Yichen stroked his forehead helplessly, snatched the spatula from Su Rourou's hand without saying a word, and carried her aside.
A series of actions were done in one go, and the meaning expressed was very clear: let go of that spatula, let me do it! As for you...you can go out now.
Su Rourou grew up with him, so she naturally got his intentions. However, she would not believe that the young master, who had always been pampered, could cook...
So, she stood silently behind him, stood on tiptoe and watched for a while.
In the rising smoke, Luo Yichen deftly stir-fried with a spatula, bursts of aroma rushed to his face.
Su Rourou finally has a deep understanding of what it means to be "human beings are born unequal". Luo Yichen had never been in the kitchen at all, just doing random stir-frying seemed to be the case.
And myself, every time I make a mess of the kitchen, I still can't even fry an egg fried rice well.
Just when she was ashamed of herself, Luo Yichen turned his eyes slightly sideways, and gave her a sidelong glance. That look contained a wealth of information.
Su Rourou knew that she was deeply despised...
It was strange to say that Luo Yichen hadn't said a single word since the moment he entered the door, and he only communicated with her with his eyes every time. However, she could instantly comprehend the deep meaning hidden in his eyes.
She and Luo Yichen, the tacit understanding is so good that they can be "spiritual friends"? Or is the relationship so bad that there is only "spiritual friendship" left
At this time, Luo Yichen looked back at her again, and she immediately realized that it was time to eat!
She immediately took two large plates and handed them to Luo Yichen.
Looking at the golden eggs and the round and translucent rice, Su Rourou couldn't help swallowing in her heart.
However, she never expected that her meal would be so difficult...
Luo Yichen had just sat down at the dining table when he picked up the remote and turned on the TV in the kitchen.
He ate sips and sips gracefully while changing channels... Finally, the screen stopped beating, and he put down the remote control in his hand.
Immediately afterwards, on the TV, bursts of ambiguous gasps came out...
Su Rourou, who was burying her head in her mouth, immediately choked when she heard this blushing and heartbeating sound.
"Cough, cough..." She coughed violently, took the soup bowl and drank the soup desperately, trying to get the food stuck in her throat to go down earlier.
Through the white soup bowl, her big eyes secretly glanced at the TV screen.
It was okay if she didn't take a look, but she choked on the soup again, and her cough became more severe.
sky! On the LCD screen, a pair of naked men and women were embracing each other tightly in the dark. Of course, the interaction between that man and woman never stops there.
In the hazy night, they were like two crazy beasts, gnawing at each other non-stop, as if they wanted to tear each other apart and eat them into their stomachs.