A man in the kitchen.
He Shaochen was boiling soup in the kitchen, with a large pendant hanging from his shoulder.
Although it was called soup, there were no fresh ingredients in the house. They used vacuum-packed meat, sour bamboo shoots, and the like. If it were someone else, the soup they made would probably be a dark cuisine. However, God always favored some people. No matter what they did, they could always turn something rotten into something magical.
Of course, He Shaochen was one of them. The ingredients of the dark cuisine were clearly mixed together, but after going through his hands, they could become a rare delicacy.
Qiao Qiao's nose twitched when she smelled the aroma. She tilted her head and looked at the casserole in front of her. The aroma was coming from this casserole.
"Gurgle gurgle …"
The rich aroma aroused his appetite, but his stomach was still growling non-stop.
He Shaochen heard the sound and tilted his head to Qiao Qiao, saying, "It will probably take another ten minutes to finish cooking. Wait a little longer."
Qiao Qiao blushed and nodded. She held her stomach and looked at He Shaochen curiously. "Shaochen, this is the first time I've seen you cook. Do you always cook for yourself here?"
He Shaochen didn't think much of it. His eyes were fixed on the casserole in front of him. "When I lived alone, I always ordered takeout. I've never cooked for myself."
Never done it before?
How could this be?
Qiao Qiao's eyes widened. She looked at the milky white soup in the pot and then looked at He Shaochen's skillful movements. She did not believe his words at all. "Liar, you must have secretly learned how to cook. Otherwise, how could you be so skillful?"
Moreover, it smelled so good!
There would be no harm if there was no comparison.
Qiao Qiao couldn't help but think of her past achievements in cooking. It seemed that there would always be some small problems. The most recent time, when she made soup, the soup was burnt by her. Thinking of that pot of burnt soup, Qiao Qiao felt sad. She thought with grief and indignation that she had never cooked a proper meal for He Shaochen!
She had failed in her duty as a wife.
"Cooking is not a difficult thing. As long as you have seen cooking, any normal person can imitate it. The steps of making soup are even simpler. To be honest, there are very few people who can't do this well." He Shaochen's tone was indifferent, as if it was not worth mentioning. Unknowingly, she hated him.
Qiao Qiao's mouth twitched. She tugged He Shaochen's sleeve and said unhappily, "Why do I feel that there is a hidden meaning in your words?"
Wasn't she the person who couldn't even make soup?
Was he saying that she was an idiot?
He Shaochen laughed out loud. His sexy thin lips curved into a perfect arc and he said with a smile, "So you're not completely stupid?"
"You're really talking about me! This is too much! If it wasn't for my hand being cut, how could I have burnt the soup? I will destroy you on behalf of all the people in the world who can't make soup! "Qiao Qiao exploded. She hugged He Shaochen and nibbled and bit him.
However, to He Shaochen, this was not painful at all. There was an obvious smile on his lips and he indulged Qiao Qiao's actions.
However, he still had to go out later. After eating, he should change his clothes.
When the soup was done, the rice was just ready.
He Shaochen said to the large pendant that was still hanging on him, "The rice is ready. You go and scoop the rice. I'll scoop the soup."
Although Qiao Qiao still wanted to hang on He Shaochen's body, when she thought of her empty stomach, she reluctantly let go of He Shaochen and went to scoop the rice.
She turned on the rice cooker and the fragrance of the rice was refreshing. Qiao Qiao looked down at the rice and was surprised. "Eh? What's that black stuff on the rice? "
The fragrance of the rice was mixed with a faint sour smell.
"It's plum meat. I saw it in the recipe. It's said to be appetizing." He Shaochen calmly scooped the soup into the soup bowl and placed it on the dining table. He walked in and took the spoon in Qiao Qiao's hand. "Let me scoop the rice. Go and wash your hands. It's time to eat."
"Oh, right away!"
Qiaoqiao sprinted out like a child.
The two of them sat face to face. Qiao Qiao stared at the soup on the table and the appetizing rice. Her understanding of He Shaochen rose to a new level. She bit her chopsticks and looked at He Shaochen who was eating elegantly. She smiled embarrassedly. "Shaochen, why do I feel that you know everything?"
He Shaochen scooped a bowl of soup for Qiao Qiao and handed it to her. He said lightly, "Strictly speaking, there are still many things that I don't know. Drink the soup and see if it's to your taste."
Qiao Qiao was like an obedient child. She picked up the soup and drank it. Just as she took a sip, her amber eyes lit up. "This is delicious!"
The faint sour taste stimulated her taste buds and increased her appetite.
"Is it?"
"Yes, yes!"
He Shaochen hooked his lips. His eyes were filled with pampering as he said, "Your fever has just subsided. The doctor said that you should eat something light. I thought that you might not have an appetite, so I added something sour. It's fine as long as it's not bad."
"How can it be bad?" Qiao Qiao bit her spoon and said with a smile, "Shaochen, you really have the potential to be a chef. If you don't want to be a CEO, it's not bad to be a chef. Your business will definitely be good!"
At that time, she would be the lady boss of the restaurant. They would work together!
He Shaochen did not comment on this suggestion. He placed his hand on the table and held his chin. His dark eyes were filled with Qiao Qiao's figure. He said slowly, "Your idea is good, but I'm not interested in cooking for others."
In this world, there was only one woman who was worthy of him cooking.
Qiao Qiao's heart thumped. She stared blankly at the handsome man in front of her. Her heart began to beat wildly.
He Shaochen's words were not intentional. It was as if it was natural. But it was these casual words that made people feel even more touched.
She did not know if it was because they had not seen each other for a long time. Qiao Qiao felt that He Shaochen had changed a lot during this period of time. He had lost all his hostility and became more calm and steady. He had become more mature and charming.
But such an outstanding and perfect man …
Thinking of He Shaochen's body, Qiao Qiao's heart began to sink.
Seeing that Qiao Qiao's eyes were about to turn red again, He Shaochen could not help but smile. He said, "Let's eat. We'll go to the mall later."
Qiao Qiao blinked hard and suppressed the urge to cry. She sniffed and adjusted her state of mind. Then, she smiled brightly at He Shaochen and said, "Okay, let's eat quickly."
During this meal, Qiao Qiao had two refills of rice and three bowls of soup. Her stomach was round and full.
She was like a corpse lying on the sofa like the Empress Dowager.
After a long time, she even exhaled and touched her round belly. She had not eaten like this in a long time. Later, she would change into a loose set of clothes and go out.
Wait, why did it feel like something was missing?
Qiao Qiao tilted her head and thought for a moment. Then, a thought flashed through her mind. Her eyes suddenly widened. Where was Shaochen?
She propped herself up and looked around. He Shaochen was busy in the kitchen. Qiao Qiao glanced at the dining table. It was already cleaned.
She jumped to her feet and rushed to the kitchen.
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