Just smelling like this, Gu Yin couldn't bear it. He stood up straight, covering his almost deflated belly with one hand, and moved to the kitchen door in small steps. If he got closer, Gu Yin was afraid that he wouldn't be able to wait.
When it's all cooked, go ahead and eat it.
It was so fragrant. She had never felt that a bowl of egg fried rice could be so fragrant before.
Taking another pitiful breath, Gu Yin watched Qin Xiangyang skillfully weigh the spoon, and the chef's style was perfectly displayed in every move.
"Xiang Yang..." He shouted weakly, and Gu Yin's saliva filled the air again... "...Hurry up."
Qin Xiangyang said, "Come on, one more minute."
Baba looked at the watch. Fortunately, Gu Yin started counting. She couldn't help it. The aroma of the food was like magic. It kept chasing her nose, and it made her feel itchy.
Already.
Forty-five seconds, forty-five seconds to go...
He watched Qin Xiangyang put in the condiments with eager eyes, and then weighed the pot twice. As soon as he weighed the pot, the aroma wafted out even more fiercely. Gu Yin almost cried because of the aroma.
.
Ten seconds, ten seconds...
Gu Yin comforted himself in his heart, "There are still ten seconds left, don't rush, don't rush."
Just as he said he was not in a hurry, Qin Xiangyang turned off the fire, took out a plate and put the golden, plump fried rice on the plate.
"Okay?" Isn't there still five seconds left?
"Okay, let's try it?"
Gu Yinya quickly took the bowl and couldn't wait to go to the table. He picked up the spoon and quickly put it into his mouth. The aroma spread to every taste bud at once, and each of the plump and delicate rice grains seemed to be coated.
A layer of egg liquid was applied on it, and the fragrant feeling made her squint her eyes.
Qin Xiangyang put the pot aside and helped the girl make a bowl of soup. When he took it out, the girl had already eaten half of the fried rice. It seemed to be quite fast.
"Eat slowly, I'll make you a bowl of seaweed soup to relieve the greasiness."
"It's great, it's great!" Gu Yin stuffed a big mouthful into his mouth and chewed it quickly. He was so delicious that he didn't want to speak. It wasn't until he swallowed it that he raised his cat eyes and looked at Qin Xiangyang with admiration, "Xiang Yang,
You are awesome! Everything you cook tastes so delicious."
Sitting on the chair, Qin Xiangyang chuckled, "That's because you are hungry, and everything you eat tastes delicious."
"No, that's not right," Gu Yin shook his head and smiled crookedly, "That's because you had the fever."
A life filled with enough food and drink is the happiest life. Gu Yin burped with satisfaction and lay on the chair unwilling to move any more.
She was so comfortable...all the bones in her body screamed for comfort, and the whole body was lazy and unwilling to move even half a minute.
The happiest thing in life is nothing more than this.
There is a man who takes care of everything in her life. The key is that this handsome man is not her butler.
An individual that belongs to her alone, the one she chose... her boyfriend?
"Okay, don't be lazy. I've boiled the hot water. Let's go take a shower." Qin Xiangyang finished washing the pot and came over thoughtfully with a glass of lemonade. He looked at Gu Yin's lazy look and touched her.
He raised his head and chuckled, "What's wrong? Are you sitting there in shock?"
"It's not just sitting around in a daze, it's comfortable." Gu Yin corrected. His delicate face was slightly raised, with a hint of provocation, as if to say, look, I feel comfortable just like this.
Qin Xiangyang laughed out loud and couldn't help shaking his shoulders. Gu Yin's provocative and comfortable look was so cute. A bowl of egg fried rice could make her look like this. She is such a contented child.
Touching the soft top of the hair again with his thick palm, Qin Xiangyang chuckled, "The water should be almost gone, go and wash it quickly."
"Oh." Gu Yin responded lazily, and stretched her waist. Halfway through, she thought of a very important question - where will Qin Xiangyang sleep today?
Does he sleep in the guest bed or the master bedroom?
Should he sleep with himself or become a vegetarian monk?!