Looking at them silently for a while, listening to the classical piano music she didn't know about the song, Su Hanyan slowly moved her pace.
When she walked to the stairs, she saw Anna and asked, "Anna, where is the kitchen?"
Anna smiled and replied: "Miss Su, please tell me directly. I will ask you what you need. I will ask you to prepare it in the kitchen for you."
"I just want to... prepare lunch for Mr. Feng and the guests in person," as soon as he finished speaking, Su Hanyan suddenly felt that the tone of his speech was a bit hostile, but she didn't think there was anything wrong, "Mr. Feng likes what I did.
vegetable."
She added that in fact, when she was in City S, she didn't know whether Feng Yan liked or disliked the dishes she cooked.
However, this man must firmly grasp before her plan was implemented. Therefore, according to ordinary people's ideas, she must first grasp Feng Yan's stomach.
Anna took Su Hanyan to the kitchen. The kitchen area is large and the cooking facilities are very complete. In other words, there is no dish that cannot be cooked here, as long as there are ingredients.
"Very good!" Su Hanyan nodded with satisfaction. No one who likes to cook refuses a perfect kitchen.
She walked a few steps to the large refrigerator with three doors and opened it: "Wow! That's great, Anna, thank you for telling the chef here, I'll make lunch. They can rest, and trouble you can have dinner.
them."
"Miss Su, don't be so polite, I will notify them. I will ask Sandra to help you later."
"NO, no, I can do it myself, thank you."
Anna smiled and nodded and left.
Cooking was a very pleasant thing for Su Hanyan. So, she hummed a song and picked out the ingredients she needed from the refrigerator and started to organize them.
She didn't know Feng Yan's preferences. Because during the three months she spent with him, except for sleeping together, the rest were almost the same as strangers.
She also speculated that those love bentoes often changed their patterns, and she didn't know whether Feng Yan ate them or not.
While sorting out the ingredients, she was thinking about the dish she wanted to make. The portion was from four people, and she did not forget Li Jinyan and Li Jinhuan.
"A little fresh meat, a little princess, and a big cold-blooded person. Plus, I, OK, I hope I can all be satisfied..." She washed the vegetables and hummed happily in her mouth.
Su Hanyan was not disliked by Li Jinhuan who fell in love with Feng Yan, because the little girl was so beautiful. She was good-looking and cute, just like her own little sister.
She was lonely and sometimes she would thorns all over her body to protect herself. But many times, subconsciously, she would like to get close to the person she likes.
And Li Jinyan and Li Jinhuan belong to the kind of people she doesn't hate and will not refuse to get close to.
Su Hanyan was busy in the kitchen. When she was doing almost the same thing, Sandra, a black maid who came to help, widened her eyes and exclaimed.
"Great, Miss Su, you've done a lot better than Sam." Sandra is obese and is a cute and refreshing black aunt.
Su Hanyan looked at the dishes on the plate and said confidently: "Well! My cooking skills are indeed good, but I can't cook well in Western food, so I definitely can't compare to Sam. Everyone has their own strengths..."