Chapter 2728
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Seeing his reaction, Lu Man suddenly had the feeling that this man was feeding her like a pig.
However, she was really hungry.
If he was a pig, so be it.
Lu Man rubbed his stomach and smacked his lips. He thought for a moment and said, "I want to eat lamb powder."
Han Zhuoli couldn't help but laugh. "Is your taste heading southwest again?"
After hearing what Han Zhuoli said, Lu Man became hungrier the more he thought about it. "Add more coriander. Add all the chili buns."
"Okay." Fortunately, he had bought both the lamb and beef noodles.
"I'll go with you," Lu Man said.
Han Zhuoli smiled and asked, "Why do you want to accompany me?"
Lu Man hugged Han Zhuoli's arm. "Previously, when I wanted to eat in the middle of the night, you were the one who went to the kitchen to cook for me. I don't want to sleep yet. I want to see you in the kitchen. "
Han Zhuoli lowered his head and kissed her. "Not sleepy?"
He was afraid that Lu Man would not be able to rest well.
Lu Man shook his head. "I'm not sleepy. I slept until noon today."
Han Zhuoli nodded and followed Lu Man to the kitchen.
Lu Man was sitting at the bar in the kitchen with his chin propped up in his hands. He was completely relaxed as he watched Han Zhuoli busy himself.
Ever since she got pregnant, Han Zhuoli actually knew everything about the kitchen. Where the seasonings were placed and how to use the small appliances, Han Zhuoli actually knew everything about it.
He opened the refrigerator that stored Lu Man's food and took out a bag of lamb powder.
After the mutton was braised, it was stored in a vacuum.
The rice noodles were also fresh wet rice noodles and stored in a vacuum.
The shelf life was only four days.
There was a big bag of very spicy stir-fried chili flakes and chili oil in the bag.
As for the other dishes, he added them according to his own taste.
Lu Man watched as Han Zhuoli busied himself skillfully.
He took out a small piece of vegetable from the refrigerator's preservation drawer, washed it, and plucked it.
She then washed and cut the coriander into pieces.
"Your knife skills seem to have improved," Lu Man said in surprise.
"Practice makes perfect," Han Zhuoli said proudly.
Lu Man took out her phone and took a picture of Han Zhuoli's back as he cooked the noodles for her.
He didn't even adjust the color filter. Anyway, Han Zhuoli was good-looking and had a good figure.
No matter how it was photographed, it looked like a model's pictorial style.
Whether it was from the front, the side, or the back, no matter which angle it was from, one could see how handsome this man was at a glance.
Lu Man first admired the photo.
Although it was just his back view, he was only wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt and trousers because he didn't wear much in the summer. He was wearing an apron.
However, because the apron was in the front, it couldn't be photographed from the back. Only the belt of the apron was captured.
Instead, it accentuated his narrow waist.
Broad shoulders, narrow hips, and a slender waist. Just the back view alone was enough to attract people.
At first, Lu Man was a little conflicted about whether or not to post this photo.
What if people saw her husband's good looks?
However, after thinking about it, Han Zhuoli's good looks were never a secret. People had been thinking about it for a long time, so it wouldn't make a difference if they took a photo of his back view.
With this thought, Lu Man relaxed a lot.
She posted the photo without any hesitation. "Mr. Han has activated his cooking skills."
After thinking about it, Lu Man pursed her lips and laughed secretly. She tagged Han Zhuoli.
Han Zhuoli hadn't finished cooking the noodles yet, so he didn't know that Lu Man had posted such a message.
Lu Man was still idling when she saw the netizens' comments.
"Wow, my Man just tore apart the rumors tonight. They're showing off their love again!"
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