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Chapter 124 Fried Steak Together

After Xi Jiu finished speaking, he turned and entered the kitchen.

Soon, the sound of banging pots and pans was heard in the kitchen. Ruan Qi looked at the man busy in front of the cooking table, surprise showing in his beautiful peach blossom eyes.

...Jiujiu can cook?

Because the Xi family has a big business and has several chef teams, Xi Jiu rarely goes into the kitchen. Later, he established a Q base and often took people on missions. He had full wilderness survival skills, but that was limited to setting up fires.

Grill some meat or make a quick soup.

Xi Jiu doesn't have a big appetite, and his only requirement for food is to fill his stomach. So before he got together with Ruan Qi, he didn't even know which restaurant in the Imperial Capital was delicious.

Later, the two of them got together. The little girl loved to eat, so he began to search for various delicacies in the imperial capital. The idle Xi family chef team finally no longer had to live a life of digging their feet.

Ruan Qi knew that Xi Jiu cared about her and would do anything for her. But she didn't expect that Xi Jiu actually learned to cook.

Of course, in modern society, men and women are equal, and it is common for men to cook. But the problem is that Xi Jiu is busy.

The Xi family's property is spread all over the world, and he has to carry it all by himself. Even though Mr. Xi Jiu is so tired of being by Ruan Qi's side, in fact, those hours are all squeezed out. He will take advantage of Ruan Qi's filming or catching up on announcements.

I work day and night, and then squeeze out a day or two of vacation to spend all my time with my little girl.

In the days when Ruan Qi was not around, he had constant meetings every day, and sometimes even had to fly to four or five cities a day. He couldn't even eat well, let alone learn to cook.

Therefore, when Ruan Qi saw the man busy in the kitchen, he was a little surprised, and then felt distressed.

She stood up and walked quickly to the kitchen door.

At this time, Xi Jiu was standing in front of the cooking table with his back to her, processing steaks. His shoulders were very broad, and his body was full of explosive power under his black shirt. He lowered his head and slapped the steaks with the knife in his hand.

With this movement, the muscles of his shoulders and arms flexed slightly, revealing sexy and strong lines.

Ruan Qi stared at his back for a while, then suddenly stepped forward and hugged his waist from behind.

Xi Jiu paused with the knife in his hand.

"Baby?"

"Well." The little girl who was stuck behind rubbed her head against his waist, "Jiujiu, I'm hungry."

Xi Jiu looked at the little girl's hand on his waist and laughed softly.

He lightly scratched the back of her hand with his fingers that were not stained with oil. "Baby, just wait a moment, it will be fine soon. You go to the restaurant to rest first."

"don't want."

Ruan Qi's hand holding his waist tightened, "I want to accompany you!"

The soft little girl was sweet and clingy, and her warm body was pressed against his back. Xi Jiu's hand holding the knife tightened, feeling that this posture was a bit fatal.

Ruan Qi didn't notice anything strange about him, so she leaned on his back and asked curiously: "Jiujiu, when did you learn to cook?"

Xi Jiu tried hard to ignore the soft touch on her back, her throat rolled, and she answered hoarsely: "Last month."

After saying that, he didn't wait for the little girl to ask any more questions, and directly pulled her arm away from his waist with his hands.

"Baby, I'm going to fry the steak. You stand far away, or you'll get burned."

Xi Jiu didn't want to get burned before eating. He let go of the little girl's hand, walked quickly to the gas hood, poured oil into the pot, and put the steak in in an orderly manner according to the steps taught by the chef.

The steak slides into the pot, and the hot oil makes a "sizzling" sound.

Xi Jiu took the spatula and skillfully scooped up the steak. Just as he was about to turn it over, the little girl's weak and boneless hands wrapped around his waist again.

Snapped!

The spatula shook.

The steak fell into the pot awkwardly, the hot oil splashed, and the flames jumped up, making the person feel dry all over.

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