Since living in Ji's house, Tang Youyou rarely cooks. However, it's not difficult for her to make a simple bowl of noodles.
When she saw that there was beef in the ice box, Tang Youyou decided to make him a bowl of beef noodles. She used to make this bowl of noodles for the children and got the unanimous approval of the little guy. She believed that Ji Xiaohan would not dislike it.
Taking two pieces of scallion and ginger, Tang Youyou opened her knife skills, cut the beef into thin slices, and then dipped it in the sauce and rice wine to taste it. She was ready to fry it in the pot.
Ji Xiaohan leans lazily at the door of the kitchen, and her deep eyes look at the little woman who washes and cuts vegetables carefully without blinking.
She was wearing a high-collared long sweater. At the moment, she was wearing an apron. Her long hair was gently and lazily tied into a ponytail. She had a clean and clear small face and two curved watery eyes. She was pleasing to the eye and pure.
At this moment, looking at her skillfully cutting the beef, this serious and focused look, and even more so the gentleness and virtuousness of a little woman, Ji Xiao Han loved her no matter how he looked at her. He thought to himself, in the future, he would let this little woman cook more for him, because he suddenly only wanted to eat what she cooked.
"Young master, Miss Tang, what are you doing here?" Uncle yuan suddenly appeared in the dining room. Seeing the young master leaning against the kitchen door, he smelled the sound of hot oil in the pot. Uncle yuan was surprised.
"I asked her to cook something for me!" Ji Xiaohan opened her mouth lazily.
"Hasn't the young master had dinner yet? Wouldn't that mean that he was very hungry? Let me do it, Miss Tang! "Uncle yuan decided to replace her job in an instant and make some hearty dishes for his young master.
"No, uncle yuan, I'll make a bowl of noodles for him. It'll be ready soon. Go to have a rest!" Tang Youyou said to uncle yuan with a smile.
"But let me do this kind of rough work!" Uncle yuan has already regarded Tang Youyou as the hostess of Ji's family, so he wants to stop her from working.
Ji Xiaohan whispered, "Uncle Yuan, you go to rest, I want to eat the noodles she made!"
Even if uncle yuan was slow again, he suddenly heard Ji Xiaohan's words, and his expression was stunned. Then he smiled with a clear face: "OK, young master, then I'll go to rest first. If there's anything, call me at any time!"
"Okay!" Ji Xiaohan nodded and sent Uncle Yuan away. He continued to watch Tang Youyou cook.
Tang Youyou had already heated up the oil in the wok. When the oil sizzled, she poured the marinated beef into the wok. Then, she added some chopped onions and ginger and started to stir-fry it.
In the spacious kitchen, the smell of burnt incense floated in an instant. Ji Xiaohan didn't feel hungry just now. At this moment, when he smelled this fragrance, he only felt that his stomach was a little hungry.
Tang Youyou took a look at him. Seeing that he was standing there with an unknown look, she was also looking at her. Suddenly, she was very unnatural to arrange a few strands of long hair falling from the side of her ear and whispered, "it'll be ready soon. Wait a minute!"
"Yoyo, you can only cook for me in the future. You can't cook for other men, understand?" Ji Xiaohan said something inexplicably that was overbearing and had no friends.
Tang Youyou took the spatula's little hand and looked at him strangely: "what's the matter?"
"I only want you to promise me!" Ji Xiaohan's mood is surging at the moment. Suddenly, he thinks of her washing her hands and cooking for other men in his mind. His mood is absolutely as angry as killing people.
Tang Youyou chuckled: "are you hungry? How can you say such a thing when you're all right? "
Ji Xiao Han walked over and stood behind her. His slender arms passed through both sides of her lumbar region and overlapped at her lower abdomen. His thin lips kissed her warm and fragrant hair, and then with a touch of Jiao Temple, he said hoarsely: "Just take it that I'm starving and talking nonsense, but I really want you to promise me, otherwise, I won't be able to eat!"
Tang Youyou really doesn't know whether to laugh or cry. However, it's not the first day that she knows Ji Xiaohan. When he's overbearing, it's really intolerable. Moreover, in the eyes of outsiders, he's mature and steady. Only Tang Youyou has seen his childish side countless times.
"Well, I promise you. You can eat more noodles later!" Tang Youyou comforted him with this gentle and pampering voice, as if he were comforting two little guys.
"Yoyo, you are so kind!" Ji Xiaohan immediately clung to her, and her thin lips were more presumptuous in her neck.
When the hot breath comes, Tang Youyou only feels numb and itchy, which makes her just want to avoid him.
"Stop messing around, I still have to make noodles for you to eat!" Tang You You immediately said seriously.
Unfortunately, when the man was not serious, she was not serious either.
Just when two people were in the dead of night, immersed in their world, suddenly, a figure appeared at the door of the kitchen. The old lady was wearing thick pajamas, with her hands in her pockets, and looked at the two people in the kitchen with strange expressions.
"Cough!" The old lady really didn't want to disturb them, but she couldn't help being ignored.
The two people stuck together heard this cough, like hearing thunder, and bounced away in an instant.
Because it was Tang Youyou, the shovel in her hand was about to be thrown away.
"What are you two doing here so late? Pay attention to the impact! "The old lady didn't wear her reading glasses, so she didn't see Tang Youyou boiling hot water in the pot and cooking noodles for a while.
I thought it was two young people who were going to run to the kitchen for excitement.
Ji Xiaohan's face was stiff. Then, he clenched his fist and coughed a little against his lips: "grandma, I asked Yoyo to make some supper for me!"
"You didn't eat? I haven't asked you what you were going to do in a hurry just now! "The old lady came in and saw the beef that had just been fried out of the pot. There were white noodles in the pot, rolling in the boiling water.
Ji Xiaohan said quickly, "it's nothing. A friend asked me to go out and deal with something."
The old lady stared at Ji Xiaohan's face for two seconds, and then she said, "hurry up and eat!"
After that, the old lady turned and left. Ji Xiaohan looked back and saw Tang Youyou's blushing face.
"Scared?" Ji Xiaohan walked over and asked her with a smile.
"You still say it. It's all your fault. Don't do it again in the future. If your grandma thinks we're going to do something, it'll be over!" Tang Youyou was really scared.
Ji Xiaohan had to comfort her in a warm voice: "don't worry, my grandma won't think about it."
Tang Youyou has made a bowl of noodles. The New Year's meat slices floating on top are fragrant and appetizing. With a little green onions sprinkled on them, they look very good.
"Would you like to eat?" Ji Xiaohan asked in a low voice.
"No, I don't eat at night. I want to lose weight!" Tang Youyou said with a smile.
"Do you still want to lose weight? I feel that you have lost weight recently! "Ji Xiaohan picked his eyebrows.
"Have I? “
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