There was a rustling sound in the kitchen. She rummaged in the bag for a while, took out the steak she just bought and some accompanying vegetables, put on her apron and got ready to start work.
"I'll come, you go out and wait."
The apron was taken off, and the vegetable cutting knife she was holding was also taken away.
She raised her head in surprise. Mu Tianling put on an apron with small floral prints on it, took off her jacket, and rolled up the sleeves of her light blue shirt.
The apron that just fits her body looks extremely short on a tall man, especially the floral flowers on the apron, which are completely incompatible with the man's noble and elegant temperament.
She was dumbfounded and looked at him blankly, "Master Ling, do you want to cook?"
Mu Tianling glanced at her sideways and said only two words to her, "Get out."
"oh.."
She nodded blankly and went out obediently.
After walking a few steps, he was stunned again and turned around to look at Mr. Ling, who had clean hands and feet in the kitchen, washing and chopping vegetables calmly and calmly, turning the busy kitchen work into an orderly one.
It seems that his movements are not skillful, which shows that he does not cook often.
However, he does not make a mess in the kitchen like other novices. He looks presentable, making even cooking fun.
She stood thoughtfully at the door for a while, feeling a little flattered.
If someone offered to cook for her and let her have ready-made meals, of course she would happily throw them away.
Although Master Ling acting as the cook made her a little uneasy, when she entered the kitchen again and asked to help, but was kicked out by him, Tong Caiwei sat on the sofa in the living room and watched soap operas with peace of mind.
Not long after, an alluring aroma wafted from the kitchen.
She touched her belly and couldn't watch the soap opera anymore, staring longingly at the kitchen.
She had tasted Mu Tianling's cooking once and it tasted very good.
There was a click.
After waiting for more than ten minutes, the kitchen door opened.
He was also wearing an apron, and his stern face with the pink apron looked a bit ridiculous, but very cute, making him instantly more approachable.
Mr. Ling held a freshly baked steak in his hand, glanced at a woman lying on the sofa, and said calmly, "You can eat now."
This was what Tong Caiwei was waiting for, so she threw down the remote control board and walked over.
The freshly fried steak has an attractive color and exudes a rich aroma of white smoke.
She swallowed, sat down hurriedly, picked up the knife and fork and said, "Can we start eating? I'm so hungry."
Mu Tianling took off his apron, sat across from her, and worked in the kitchen for a while without even messing up his hair, "Yeah."
Tong Caiwei stopped being polite and started to eat hungrily.
While eating, he gave a thumbs up and said, "Master Ling, your cooking skills are great. This is the best steak I have eaten in a while."
Why is God so unfair?
Some people need to spend a lot of time and energy to do something well.
But some people can easily achieve the results that others have worked hard for a long time, or even better.
She feels that her cooking skills have been greatly improved, but...
If nothing else, this steak is not as delicious as Mu Tianling's.
She was very unconvinced. She forked a piece of steak and chewed it hard, "Master Ling, have you really never learned how to cook steak before?"