It's a kitchen with so many people, and everything is inside.
Xiao Yu lit the light with the fire fold, and then looked at Xie Songhua.
Xie Song Chinese was leaning against the door frame at the door. When he saw him looking over, he raised his eyebrows, "Look at what I do?"
"Do you think I can cook?"
The expression on Xie Songhua's face suddenly froze. She couldn't help but stand up straight and looked at him with a little disbelief, "You might have asked me to get you food, right?"
Xiao Yu did not answer, but just raised his eyebrows and continued to look at her, the meaning was very obvious.
Xie Songhua was about to laugh, "Why do you think I can cook?"
"You will."
A very confident tone.
Xie Songhua became even more angry and snorted coldly, "It doesn't mean I'm happy to do it, right?"
"I pulled you up the mountain today."
“…”
"I let you use the bathroom first every day."
“…”
"My Jinyiwei is with you."
"Okay!"
Seeing that he was still talking nonstop, Xie Songhua interrupted him with gritted teeth, and it was still a fee to join in!
Xiao Yu gently gave way to the side, then reached out and signaled in the direction of the stove.
Looking at his calm expression, Xie Songhua closed his eyes and suppressed his unhappiness.
Forget it, there are still times when I look back and beg him for help.
Stay at the forefront of life and meet again in the future.
Seeing that she rolled up her sleeves reluctantly, Xiao Yu went to the stove honestly, "I'll burn you the fire."
"It's too late, eat noodles!"
“Everything is OK.”
I didn't want to choose for you!
In fact, Xie Songhua's cooking skills are average, and the skills of noodles and ramen are even more difficult.
In the past, she would cook by herself, but basically she had two small stir-fries. Even if she wanted to eat noodles, she was bought from the supermarket. How could she use it so much?
After pulling for a while, looking at what she made, she was so ugly that she looked up and saw the person sitting at the stove looking at her.
Xie Songhua twitched the corners of his mouth, his face turned red and his heart was beating, "It's better to eat gnocchi! Faster."
"OK!"
He is really not picky!
It’s much easier to make gnocchi.
Cut some meat on the rack, add some green onions, ginger and garlic and stir-fry, then cook a pot of soup, throw it down and cook it.
It should be said not to say it. When the firewood stove burns things, it is more fragrant than before when using a gas stove.
When the pot boiled, the gnocchi as big as fingers floated up. Once the lid of the pot was opened, the room was filled with the aroma of food.
She felt hungry even after being sucked by the hot pot.
But she had a lot of noodles just now, just two big bowls.
Just as I was about to add toppings to the top, I subconsciously asked, "Do you eat onions?"
“Not to eat.”
"Okay!" After saying that, add a spoonful of green, glanced at the chili noodles in the jar next to him, and dug a spoonful of joy.
Then he smiled and brought it to the low table beside him, "Eat it! This is what I specially made for you."
Xiao Yu glanced at her faintly, but said nothing. He just picked up the chopsticks and picked out the green onions inside one by one.
Seeing that he hesitated after picking the chopped green onion for a while, Xie Songhua was in a good mood, so he simply sat opposite him with his chin and admired the other person's expression happily.
Being good-looking means having advantages, and being good-looking is even more obvious. Xie Songhua just looked at it and felt that the people on the other side were pleasing to the eye.
Now it seems that he doesn't have the feeling of fear and danger when he first met.
However, this person's patience is indeed good. Although he is so spicy, he still looks calm.
It's just that the fine sweat on the forehead and the obviously red lips color exposed his condition at this time.
“Is it delicious?”
Xie Songhua almost engraved the four words "schadenfreshing" on his face.
Xiao Yu looked up at her, and after swallowing the food in her mouth, he said calmly: "It's pretty good, except that it's a little spicy."
The voice of his speech was obviously a little unstable, but his tone was still serious.
I don’t know why, but Xie Songhua felt like someone was gently hitting her, and it was a bit uncomfortable.
Seeing that he was about to eat, she still held his hand holding the chopsticks and said, "Wait a minute."
Then he brought out another bowl and replaced the one in front of him, "I love spicy food. I forgot to put this bowl, so I'd better change it!"
Before he could react, he picked up a dough bump and put it in his mouth. The taste was really good. This little spiciness was really nothing!
Maybe she was really hungry. Xie Songhua ate several times in a row and drank two sips of soup before she felt that the feeling of emptiness in her stomach was a little better.
He looked up but saw him still looking at him. Xie Songhua frowned slightly, "What? You can't eat spicy food, and you can't let others eat it?"
Xiao Yu pursed his lips gently and lowered his head to eat.
He has always been very quiet in food, and Xie Songhua is really hungry again.
The two of them were speechless, eating quietly.
Until the gnocchi in the bowl was almost done, Xiao Yu took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth slowly, then reached out and pointed to the bowl in her hand, "I've eaten this bowl."
Xie Songhua had just eaten his fill and was in a good mood. The smile on his face frozen when he heard this.
Why did she forget this?
There are only two bowls in total. If she wants to change his bowl, wouldn’t she have to eat this bowl of spicy food?
Can……
The embarrassment was only a moment, and she became more and more confident, "It's because you have a cleanliness, but I don't."
After saying that, before he could speak, he reached out and put the bowl in front of him, and then put it in the basin beside him, and was picked up by another pair of slender knuckles.
"I'll do it."
"Um?"
Xie Songhua thought he had heard it wrong, and turned around and saw that he had bent down beside him, holding the white dishwasher cloth as if it were very normal in his hand.
"You cooked the meal."
The four faint words are just explanations.
But why does this explanation feel... so strange when it falls on him?
He is the King of Chen Xiao Yu, the most noble prince of the great sect.
He can wash dishes?
Thinking of this in my heart, Xie Songhua subconsciously asked.
"Won't."
It seemed to be to confirm what he said, a bowl fell to the ground and fell into several petals.
Fortunately, he still remembered taking him away as soon as possible. Xie Songhua twitched the corner of his mouth, "Forget it, I'll do it!"
Xiao Yu simply put down the dishcloth, still looking calm, "Let Baiyue come!"
"Okay!" Xie Songhua's steps were about to go over immediately. Without saying a word, he fed clean water to the water tank next to him and washed his hands directly.
Xiao Yu's eyes swept over the basin with dirty bowls over there, and a smile appeared on his lips.
When the two of them came out of the kitchen again, it was already the hour of the moon in the middle of the sky, and there was a silence outside.
It is late autumn, and the night is a bit cool, but the air smells a little clear, making people feel refreshed.
"What will happen to Zhao Qingshan and Qin Sheng in this matter?"
The two of them walked one after another, and Xie Songhua suddenly asked.
"The escort back to Beijing should be ordered to sentence the Censorate, together with the Dali Temple and the Ministry of Justice."
"Zhao Qingshan is the prince's person, and Qin Sheng is promoted by my father..." Xie Songhua paused, hesitating, "Will more people be involved?"
"meeting."
"Then my father..." Xie Songhua quickly stepped forward when he heard this, but he didn't know how to say the following words.
Now that people are in Dengzhou, the garrison station dare not act rashly. Xie Wenhua is his own family, and the rest is the Jinyiwei.
If you want to control the development of the situation, it is easiest to clean your hands and feet in Dengzhou.