Jing Jiaren went downstairs and asked the servant, and sure enough, Ximen Longting didn't eat the lunch that had been prepared.
She looked at the dishes and found that they were a little cold, and most of them were her favorite foods... She planned to go to the kitchen to make soup.
Just as he picked up the apron and tied it on, a ball of cold air hit him behind him.
Jing Jiaren didn't look back: "Are you angry enough?"
"..."
"I know you are worried about me, and I know how to take care of myself. Besides, I haven't been away for a long time, only 4 hours, right?"
She turned back and looked at Ximen Longting's gloomy look.
She pressed close to him to coax him, but he ignored her. As soon as she turned around and walked away, he came running over again...
This arrogant and sultry scorpion!
"If you are free, can you help me choose some vegetable leaves?" Jing Jiaren felt that his tall figure blocking the door of the kitchen really looked like a door god.
After taking the vegetable basket, she put it aside and motioned for him to help.
Ximen Longting still stood without moving.
"Didn't you clamor to be discharged from the hospital and said there were many things you wanted to do with me? Didn't you want to cook with me?"
Ximen Longting frowned: "Don't you take me too seriously?"
"I just take you too seriously, and I'm working on your condition every day. I'm looking for prescriptions for you everywhere."
"Why shut down!?"
"Isn't it rude to answer the phone when you are talking about business? Have you ever seen anyone turn on their phone during an interview?"
"Not a property."
"It's a nature...I promise I won't do it again."
Ximen Longting didn't say anything, but came over to get the vegetable basket with a sullen face. Jing Jiaren curled her lips slightly: "Do you know how to choose vegetables?"
"Do you think I'm a fool!?"
Jing Jiaren opened the refrigerator and just took out the ingredients when she saw Ximen Longting cutting a basket of vegetables into pieces.
He quickly snatched the ingredients from Jing Jiaren's hand.
"Teach me!"
"You want to learn cooking?" Jing Jiaren was surprised.
Immediately afterwards, the servant heard a startling sound coming from the kitchen.
"Ximen Longting, how could you put that oil into a plastic bottle..."
The scalding heat of the oil caused the entire plastic bottle to immediately shrink and droop into a ball.
…
"Those who knew you were chopping ribs, but those who didn't know thought you were making human meat buns..."
Murderous.
The sound of stamping the vegetables was deafening, and suddenly the knife went too deep, and the whole knife was sunk into the chopping board and could not be pulled out.
…
"Wait...you can't put salt in yet..."
Jing Jiaren reached out to grab it, but Ximen Longting's hand shook and most of the box of salt fell down.
…
Jing Jiaren always thought that she graduated from the "Dark Cooking School", but she didn't expect that Ximen Longting was better.
"Ximen Longting, give up. You really don't have any cooking skills. You've ruined all the good food!" Jing Jiaren looked at the plates of burnt food.
She was originally a half-hearted cook, and Ximen Longting's style of going her own way and never taking advice...
So we have the results in front of us.
"Come, take a sip of the soup first." Jing Jiaren fed her with a small spoon.
Ximen Longting took a moment and took a sip.
Fortunately, there was always warm soup. During the "Ximen Long Ting Battle of Food", she would feed him a sip of soup from time to time to cushion his stomach to avoid stomachache again.
"How about we not learn how to cook?" Jing Jiaren asked with a grimace.
"No!" Ximen Longting was in a very low mood, "Are you looking down on me?"