He did not leave the kitchen, but stood aside, leaning on the sink and looking straight at Lan Shan.

Lan Shan felt a little uncomfortable when Ming Ye saw her, so she casually grabbed a green pepper and threw it over, "Let me tell you first, the food I cook is not as delicious as Mrs. Wu's."

Ming Ye raised his hand to catch it, came over with a smile, and said flatteringly: "It doesn't matter, as long as it is made by Shanshan, it is the most delicious."

Lan Shan's face became hot, and she pretended to look aggressive and ordered the young master: "Come here, wash the vegetables..."

"Yes, ma'am." Ming Ye ran over happily, rolled up her sleeves and made her move.[

If Chu Qiao saw this, he would simply cover his eyes and pretend that the young master was gone.

After a while, a roar came from the kitchen: "You idiot, is there anyone who can wash dishes like you tomorrow?"

The young master acted coquettishly: "Shanshan..."

The lady sternly said: "Tomorrow night, you go out and stay, and you are not allowed to cause trouble."

The young master continued to act coquettishly: "Shanshan..."

The meal was finally prepared amidst Zhong Lanshan's roar, and Ming Ye kept standing behind her to please her, fearing that Lanshan would be angry again.

In order to eat quickly tomorrow night, Lanshan made a very simple meal. There was only one soup and two dishes, two mushrooms and fish fillet porridge, tiger skin green peppers, and veal stir-fried with celery. She thought that she would eat alone tomorrow night, so there was no need to cook.

too much.

When she turned around and saw Ming Ye looking at her longingly, her heart suddenly softened. Why should she be so angry with him? As a young man, he had never been in the kitchen since he was a child. It was normal for him not to know how to wash vegetables.

Lanshan raised the corners of her lips and said softly, "You don't have enough time today to make do with it. I'll do it for you later."

Ming Ye was happy when she heard that, and immediately stepped forward to hug her waist, lowered her head and rubbed her face, "No, it's already good."

He had never thought before that a woman would come into the kitchen and cook for him alone. Lanshan didn't know how happy he would be tomorrow night.

Lan Shan helped Ming Ye fill a bowl of soup and put it in front of him. She looked at him almost as if he was in a state of rage as he finished the two dishes on the table.

Lanshan dragged her chin and looked aside, the corners of her mouth tilted up involuntarily.

It turns out that when you care about someone, you will feel satisfied when you watch them eating, and your heart will feel warm, as if it will overflow. Maybe this is the feeling of happiness.
Chapter completed!