Walking out of the bedroom in slippers, I saw him wearing an apron, standing in the shiny new kitchen. In front of him was authentic Chinese noodles with soybean paste, and he just scooped the sauce out of the pot.
, exuding an alluring aroma.
The glutton in An Jingxing's belly was completely aroused, and Tang Lezhen, who was sitting in a baby chair nearby, was playing with his own little toy. When he saw An Jingxing coming out, he happily shook the baby in his hand.
The toy, with its pink and toothless gums exposed, hesitated and called mother.
Looking at such a scene, An Jingxing had the illusion that she was in an ordinary family. Her heart warmed slightly. She took a bath first and changed her clothes. When she sat down at the dining table again
At that time, she suddenly remembered the time when she was enslaved by this man in Los Angeles, and she couldn't help but feel a little strange.
"You actually know how to cook?"
Tang Qianrong smiled, picked up a fork and stirred the noodles with the sauce. After mixing them, he placed them in front of An Jingxing.
An Jingxing picked up the chopsticks and took a bite. The next moment, her eyes widened in surprise at the deliciousness of the noodles. After finally swallowing the mouthful of noodles, she looked at Tang Qianrong and was even more puzzled: "You cook so deliciously."
, why did you still eat such a bad breakfast that I made during that time?"
When she was Tang Qianrong's nanny, Tang Qianrong once explicitly asked her to be responsible for his breakfast.
She still remembered that her craftsmanship was so bad that it was hard for her to swallow it, but this man didn't have any leftover.
"Exchanging my temporary pain for Le Zhen and Le Zhu's food security in the future, I think this business is quite cost-effective." Tang Qianrong said lightly, and it took An Jingxing a long time to understand the meaning of his words.
.
When he reacted, he couldn't help but blush. This man had long known that his cooking skills were not good. During that time, he was just to practice his cooking skills, and he deliberately forced himself to make breakfast for him. To improve his
Cooking skills?
No wonder that when his craftsmanship was barely enough to be considered as a meal, this man immediately hired a nanny to take care of three meals a day. At that time, he happened to be working in the Tang Dynasty. He thought it was because this man could not stand the abuse of his craftsmanship.
, and later gradually forgot about it.
But now that she thinks about it, why does she always feel like this man had evil intentions towards her from the beginning?
After eating fried noodles, An Jingxing consciously took over the job of washing dishes, just like thousands of ordinary couples in the world, who occasionally have no nanny or servant, so their family of four lives alone.
The feeling of being together is actually quite good.
Tang Qianrong was not such a pretentious person. After hearing her say that he wanted to wash the dishes, he went directly to the study room. Maybe there were some unfinished matters at work. She only heard him come out and pour a cup of coffee. After that, all he was doing was talking on the phone and using the keyboard.
's voice.
While An Jingxing was washing the dishes, his mind couldn't help but think about the things that happened between him and Tang Qianrong after arriving in Los Angeles. I don't know why, but now that I think about it, I feel that this man just dug a hole to wait.
Are you jumping in?
Although he is a little unwilling, An Jingxing feels more sweet and satisfied until today. If there is a person in this world who is willing to spend all his time,
