To her, his clothes were too baggy, but they were better than nothing at all.
Wrapped in clothes, her sense of security was finally restored. Luo Xiaoqian took a look at the clothes in the closet and quickly took out the shirts, ties, and jackets that she thought matched... She put on his clothes one by one without politeness.
Put it on your body and wrap yourself tightly.
After looking at herself up and down, Luo Xiaoqian breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that she was already a Middle Eastern woman and wrapped tightly.
There was a soft sound from the side, but the bathroom door was already opened.
"I've already found the clothes. You can put them on slowly while I...I'll cook!"
She didn't dare to turn her face, for fear of seeing him without clothes again, so she just walked quickly to the door, like a mouse seeing a cat, quickly crossed the porch and ran downstairs.
Leng Zimo walked out wrapped in a bath towel and looked at the half-open door.
Cook?
Is she sure?!
After three mistakes, Luo Xiaoqian successfully found the bathroom downstairs. After a brief wash, she went straight to the kitchen.
"He is indeed a rich man!"
Looking at the ridiculously large kitchen in front of her, Luo Xiaoqian could only sigh. This kitchen was larger than the entire area of the small room she rented combined.
Black and white tones, simple European style.
In the kitchen, all kinds of stoves are available, and the pots, pots, spoons and chopsticks hanging on the wall are all spotlessly clean, including the rags.
This isn't a kitchen, it's clearly a model room with kitchen cabinets, and there's no smoke or smoke at all.
She is really stupid. How could a man like him eat at home?
I'm afraid, there aren't any ingredients in the refrigerator.
Luo Xiaoqian opened the refrigerator, as she expected.
In the large double-door refrigerator, apart from beer and coffee, there were only a few boxes of instant noodles. The only ingredients that could be called ingredients were a box of eggs and a large box of milk placed in the corner.
In fact, even these two items were not bought by Leng Zimo, but by his aunt who worked as a part-time worker. She happened to see a discount in the supermarket and bought them together when she helped him buy beer, but later forgot to take them away.
Taking the eggs, Luo Xiaoqian took out the milk and looked at the shelf life on it to make sure it was not expired. Then she washed the pot and started it on the fire, opened the milk and poured it into the small milk pot.
She opened the cabinet without much hope, but was surprised to find that everything from oil to various seasonings was available, but none of them had been opened.
She took out the oil drum, opened it, poured it into a pan and heated it, and she cracked in the eggs neatly.
Leng Zimo put on his clothes and walked down. When he heard the sound coming from the kitchen, he walked over in confusion.
Is she really cooking?!
If he remembered correctly, there shouldn't be any ingredients in his kitchen.
