Chapter 620 Little things like it, you can do whatever you want
Chapter 620: If you like it, little thing, whatever you want will do
Ye Siming grabbed Gu Nuoer's collar with one hand, picked her up and walked out.
Gu Nuoer waved the fog in front of her eyes: "Ahem! Who is it!"
When he saw Ye Siming's cold eyebrows clearly, the little guy let out a soft oh.
"It turns out to be Wolf Wolf from the Wo family!"
Hearing this title, Ye Siming raised his eyebrows, and his worried and unhappy expression also dissipated a little.
"What are you doing here, trying to burn the kitchen to the ground?"
Gu Nuoer turned around, looked at the smoke-filled kitchen, and scratched the tip of his nose in embarrassment: "The nest doesn't have a fire..."
When she touched it, the pot ashes on her tender fingertips accidentally rubbed onto her nose.
Ye Siming frowned and looked at it.
I saw two dark shadows on the left and right of the little guy's soft, white face.
Now there is a little more on the tip of the nose.
Just like a tabby cat.
Ye Siming sighed.
He put the little man on the ground and said, "Wait here, I'll get it done."
Gu Nuoer pinched it helplessly.
Watching Ye Siming stride into the smoking kitchen.
After a while, the smoke stopped dissipating.
I only heard the "click-click" sound of cutting vegetables.
Gu Nuoer quickly ran to the door and looked inside.
I saw that Ye Siming had rolled up his sleeves and was handling an eggplant.
His movements with the knife were not very skillful, but he seemed to be preparing to kill someone.
Using a sharp hand, peel the eggplant and cut it into thin slices.
Gu Nuoer lit the fire just now, just to heat up the pastries in the steamer.
At this time, Ye Siming also placed them neatly on the plate and put them aside.
Ye Siming didn't look back: "It's almost noon. You're going to be hungry if you don't eat. You're going to cry with me again. Just sit next to me and wait a while."
Gu Nuoer said obediently.
She stepped on her little feet and used her two little hands to pick up a wooden stool.
Then, he sat behind Ye Siming.
Gu Nuoer held up her pink face and looked at his back intently.
"Brother Siming, I didn't know that you could actually cook."
"I don't know how," Ye Siming said calmly: "I saw Mrs. Bai do it once before. Now I'll do it again according to the steps in my memory. If it doesn't taste good, then... I'll take you out to eat again."
"It's delicious, it's delicious!" Gu Nuo'er praised in a loud voice before she could even eat it: "Everything Brother Siming cooks is delicious!"
Ye Siming turned his back to her, his thin lips forming a soft smile.
After a while, he felt his waist soften.
Ye Siming turned around and saw that it was Gu Nuoer hugging him from behind and tying Grandma Hu's apron for him!
"Tie it up, don't get brother Siming's clothes dirty!"
The apron has a blue cloth base and is floral in color.
Something full of feminine flavor.
Ye Siming frowned and wanted to refuse.
But I saw the little man trying hard to wrap his arms around his waist, and then working hard to tie the belt behind him.
Ye Siming paused with his fingertips and let her go.
That's all, whatever the little thing likes will do.
After a burst of sizzling sound from the oil pan.
Gu Nuoer and Ye Siming were in the small courtyard behind the Four Seasons Candy Shop, setting up a small square table.
There are three dishes on it, eggplant roast pork, tofu and fish soup, and a vinegary cabbage.
The fragrant rice is sprinkled with black sesame seeds.
Gu Nuoer's index finger moved greatly when she saw it, and she was about to stretch out her little hand to take the chopsticks.
He was grabbed by Ye Siming.
"Go wash your hands and face first, Huatao'er." The young man's voice had a unique hoarseness and magnetism, and his dark eyes were dark.