Yiyi slept for another afternoon, and when she woke up, the sky was already turning pink.
He stretched out, felt his hungry belly, got out of bed and pushed the door open.
There was no one in the living room. She walked into the kitchen and looked up to see Xiao Qi. His sleeves were rolled up and he was holding a knife to cut vegetables. The knife was very steady and the thickness was even.
A man who is used to holding a gun is now holding a kitchen knife, which is really full of contradiction.
But she had to admit that a man as handsome as Xiao Qi would make people's hearts flutter, no matter what he did, he would create a beautiful picture.
Hearing the footsteps, he turned around and smiled at the person at the door, "Are you hungry?"
"Well," Yiyi nodded honestly, walked over, stood behind him, and poked her head, "will you cook dinner tonight?"
Tuo is their chef, and he has always been the chef. His cooking skills are recognized as good, but recently the hall master has been lazy, and he, the deputy hall master, has to run around. Now that Tuo is not here, what do you think?
I would never have thought that Xiao Qi would cook in person.
"We're going to eat spaghetti tonight," he said softly, then opened the lid of the pot, put a small spoonful of salt into the boiling water, and added a small spoonful of olive oil.
Seeing this small detail, Yiyi was a little surprised.
Adding salt can make the noodles more elastic and more flavorful, while olive oil can make them stronger and chewier. People who don't often work in the kitchen will never master these little tricks.
She was very curious, when did Xiao Qi learn to cook?
He put the noodles into the pot again. After the noodles were soft, he stirred them gently with chopsticks a few times, covered the pot and set the timer for 8 minutes. Next, he started making the sauce.
Yiyi watched from the side, and every movement he made was methodical and leisurely. When he lowered his eyes slightly to concentrate, his long eyelashes, which were thicker than those of a woman, would cast a small shadow, and the corners of his mouth would outline a vague smile.
Curved. His lips were very beautiful, not very thin, with a sexy full shape, and the color was gleaming red. Few men's lips were so perfect that they attracted people's imagination and made her think of them involuntarily.
The feeling of being kissed by it...
The skin on the handsome face is so delicate that you can even see the capillary texture under the skin. She knows that Xiao Qi never does things like skin care, but his skin is very good, which makes her a genuine person.
How miserable is a woman!
At this time, he looked back, his finger was stained with red sauce, and he put it to her lips, "Try it."
"Oh." Yiyi retracted her elegant thoughts, obediently stuck out her tongue, and licked it gently.
Seeing her pink tongue, his eyes suddenly turned dark red.
When the tip of her tongue licked his finger, his body trembled slightly, and soon he lowered his eyes again and asked softly, "How does it taste?"
"Yeah!" Yiyi nodded in surprise, "It's very good, it tastes better than the ones in the restaurant."
She is no exaggeration on this point. She has eaten in various Western restaurants in City A, and when she is in a hurry, she prefers spaghetti. What Xiao Qi cooks is definitely more than one level higher than those chefs!
After hearing what she said, Xiao Qi finally showed a relaxed smile, "Really, let me try it."
Suddenly he lowered his head and kissed her. While she was stunned, the tip of his tongue pried open her teeth and brushed her tongue, sweeping away the remaining taste there.
Finally, he left her lips with a smile as bright as a peach blossom, "It's not bad."
Yiyi blushed and almost forgot that he had a hobby of sneak attacks.
After 8 minutes, he took the noodles out, poured them into cold water, drained them, then put them into the pot and stir-fried them with onion meat sauce and minced garlic. After a while, the pasta came out of the pot, sprinkled with diced tomatoes, and it was brightly colored.
Full of looks.
The two portions of noodles are served on the table, paired with a glass of pinotnoir with delicate wine aroma, and against the backdrop of the red sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the atmosphere is romantic and detached.
Yiyi sat across from him and said with a smile, "I didn't know you could cook."
He smiled lightly and said, "I called Aunt Zhang just now."
"Just asked on the phone?" Looking at the delicious pasta, Yiyi was surprised.
"Yes." He nodded, "If you like it, I will cook it for you in the future."
Yiyi smiled, "Didn't we agree that I will be in charge of the dinner, but it may not be as delicious as yours."
"You made everything, and it's all delicious." His consistent principle remains paramount.
Feeling a little embarrassed by his persistent gaze, Yiyi started to attack the noodles on the plate. No matter the texture or taste, they were all excellent. She ate the whole plate, licked her lips with unsatisfied taste, and picked up the red wine.
He came and took a sip, and then said comfortably, "Xiao Qi, if you open a restaurant in the future, it will definitely be full."
Xiao Qi stared into her shining eyes, and the smile on his lips deepened, "Then my only customer is you."
"Haha, if you cook it for me every day, you will die."
He shook his head, "Don't be afraid. If I can afford a wife, I can afford to support her."
Yiyi narrowed her phoenix eyes, and a few enchanting charms were inadvertently leaked out. Perhaps because of drinking, her face was flushed, and her voice was soft and pleasant, "It will be very tiring to raise me, because I am a prodigal."
, I don’t want it if it’s not a famous brand, and I don’t care if it’s not limited edition.”
He smiled and pinched her nose lovingly, "The best will match you."
Yiyi took another sip of red wine and half-closed her slender eyes at him, "Xiao Qi, if you dote on me too much, you will make me more and more greedy. It's not good for a woman to have a big appetite. She will ask for things.
I don’t know how to be satisfied.”
"I like it when you ask for something from me." He stood up, walked around behind her, wrapped his long arms around her, and pressed against her back. "Being able to give it to you proves that I still have the value of existence."
With her heart throbbing, she turned around and hugged him, "Xiao Qi, I'm so glad that I'm back again."
He smiled softly and said, "From now on, you are not allowed to go anywhere."
She nodded lightly, but her head felt a little dizzy. Red wine generally has a strong stamina, especially for someone like Yiyi who doesn't drink much. After just a few sips, she lost all her strength.
She stretched out her hand and said lazily, "Xiao Qi, take me back."
Xiao Qi picked her up and walked to the room. She also leaned on him, resting her head on his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, and making circles there with her little hands.
"Xiao Qi, that child is not ours. I am both happy and a little disappointed." She murmured, "I am happy that no other woman will have to give birth to the child that belongs to you. What is disappointing is that I am really happy."
I want to have a baby..." After Gu Nianying left, under the influence of alcohol, she told him what was deep in her heart.
Xiao Qi lowered his eyes and stared at her face, which was so brightly red that his eyes became darker and darker. He said in a hoarse voice, "If you want a child, I will give it to you."
She squeaked, "Fool, how can it be so easy?"
Yiyi was originally a beauty, but under the influence of alcohol, she looked even more seductive and charming, and her eyes were full of coquettishness.
Xiao Qi's voice became deeper, "Actually, it's very easy."