Su Chen raised his eyebrows, thinking in his heart that he just liked Yi Xiang's temperament of saying anything. He immediately hooked up his lips, hugged Ling Momo, and smiled casually, "This is my girlfriend, I'm not good to her.
, who am I good to!"
Bo Chong'er glanced at Li Qingshen worriedly, thought for a while, and suddenly said: "We are having dinner at the villa tonight, otherwise don't ask the chef to come over and cook it, let's cook it ourselves..."
After Bo Chong'er said this, he suddenly paused and grinned, thinking, among these delicate people, who can cook?
But Su Chen responded lazily: "Okay, our Momo's cooking is top-notch, let's leave it to her tonight?"
"Really?" Bo Chong'er was surprised, then shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's very tiring to cook for so many people by one person!"
"It's okay!" Ling Momo suddenly said. She felt like she was about to suffocate sitting next to Li Qingshen. Instead of doing this, it was better to get out of the way and go to the kitchen to cook. If she could avoid him, she would be happy.
To the extreme, Ling Momo immediately curved her lips and smiled, and said naturally: "If you don't mind it, I'll cook a big meal for you tonight!"
"Okay, okay!" Yi Huai immediately nodded in agreement, then pouted and said, "Can I follow your example?"
Ling Momo nodded with arched eyebrows, got up and entered the kitchen.
The kitchen in the villa was very comprehensive. Ling Momo opened the refrigerator and looked at the items inside, and then quickly thought of the dishes she could cook in her mind.
Yi Xianyi came not so much to help, but to add trouble. Ling Momo was too embarrassed to kick her out. Fortunately, Yi Qian coaxed her away within a few minutes of Yi Xianyi's entry.
Others also came around and asked Ling Momo if she needed help. Ling Momo was afraid that they would also cause trouble to her, so she smiled and refused.
It would be best if Su Chen alone accompanied Ling Momo in the kitchen. Every time Ling Momo cooked a dish, Su Chen would hand over a plate.
At the dining table outside.
After Ling Momo finished frying all the vegetables, she greeted everyone to eat, and then went to the kitchen to stare at the soup that was about to be eaten.
A group of people sat at the dining table and looked at the dishes on the table. Although they were not as good as the ones made by their own chefs, since none of them could even make the simplest tomato omelette, they were still full of praise.
Su Chen went to the bathroom. Li Qingshen sat at the dining table, stared at the dishes on the table, then suddenly pushed the chair away and said lightly: "I'll get the chopsticks!"
Ling Momo heard footsteps coming from behind her. She thought it was Su Chen and without looking back she said, "Achen, help me bring the soup basin over. The soup is already cooked."
Li Qingshen said nothing, turned around silently, took the soup basin, and handed it over. Ling Momo took it, filled the soup skillfully, and then continued to order: "Okay, take it away!"
When Li Qingshen stretched out her hand to bring the soup, Ling Momo noticed the difference. She raised her eyes and saw that it was him. She was shocked and her fingers accidentally touched the soup pot. It was so hot that she screamed and immediately shrank her fingers.
return.
Li Qingshen quickly raised his hand, held her finger, lowered his head, inspected it carefully, and asked in a nervous tone, "Is it okay?"