This is simply a fantasy. Will he do it? Will he dismantle the entire kitchen?
Jing Jiaren was so surprised that she couldn't help but walk through the large dining room to the kitchen...
Unexpectedly, there was no sound of people jumping on their backs from the kitchen.
A burst of aroma came, and the soup in the pot was bubbling.
A cold figure stood in front of the sink, cutting something.
Click, click, click.
Ximen Longting's movements are skillful, and he holds the kitchen knife with style and ease.
Jing Jiaren stared blankly, thinking she had seen it wrong.
"Miss Elizabeth, there is a lot of oil smoke here. I think you should go out and wait." Wilson followed up and said softly.
The figure who was chopping vegetables was startled.
Ximen Longting turned around coldly and glanced at Jing Jiaren.
"Go back to bed."
"Are you...making breakfast?"
"..."
"Don't need help from a servant?" Jing Jiaren frowned and looked at the meat and vegetables cut on the cutting board...
The meat is sliced thin and even, and the vegetables are also in beautiful strips.
Jing Jiaren couldn't believe that Ximen Longting's knife skills were better than hers.
"Get out." Ximen Longting coldly gave the order to expel the guests.
Jing Jiaren just stood blankly, looking at him wearing an apron from XM. The men's military green apron was a very handsome style, and even the sleeves were from XM...
Could it be that he designed this apron himself?
The good quality proves that this apron cost a lot of money.
Wilson seemed to know what Jing Jiaren was focusing on, and whispered: "These knives and tableware are also from XM."
"..."
"The young master has always wanted to cook a meal for Miss Jing. This wish can finally come true today."
Jing Jiaren's heart felt hot, and she didn't know if her eyes were blurred by the mist. She lowered her eyes lightly and said, "I am not Miss Jing."
"It doesn't matter. As long as our young master is happy, you can be whoever he wants you to be."
Ximen Longting flicked his hand and struck the knife on the chopping board: "The more you talk, the more you talk!"
"I'm going out right now...Miss Elizabeth, you can go out with me too."
Jing Jiaren turned around numbly and walked out.
The sound of chopping vegetables behind me came out in an orderly manner again...
Gululu, the soup in the pot made a louder bubble sound, and the aroma was very strong.
Jing Jiaren sat blankly at the dining table.
It has been more than three years since she left the dark cooking world. She never expected that Ximen Longting could also cook now.
There is nothing surprising about this, people change.
But--
With Ximen Longting's status, he shouldn't be in the kitchen. Cooking is not suitable for him at all.
With his temperament, he didn't even bother to deal with pots and pans with a kitchen knife, but he changed!
Was she the only reason for him to change?
Jing Jiaren was thinking wildly, and soon the servant brought a cup of soup, telling her to drink it first to relieve her stomach.
Jing Jiaren couldn't help but take a sip.
Delicious.
This is pigeon soup. She didn't put ginger slices because she had a wound, but it didn't smell fishy at all.
It is smooth but not greasy in the mouth, light and sweet.
Although his skills are not as good as the chef's, they are much better than hers!
Jing Jiaren smiled miserably, it turned out that she still lost to him!
"I wonder what Miss Elizabeth thinks of the taste?" Wilson stood behind her and asked curiously.
Jing Jiaren frowned: "You haven't eaten it?"
Wilson recalled that dark history: "I've eaten it, many times."