Lu Wanwan was dumbfounded and said: "Then, what should we do?"
Chu Mo thought for a while: "I remember there is a small kitchen on the second floor that has been idle for a long time. Maybe Miss Lu can do something with it."
"..." What do you mean? Does she need to cook dinner for Li Jingchen in person every day?
Lu Wanwan laughed dryly and said to Li Jingchen, who had not spoken for a long time: "Young Master Li, our company often works overtime and there are traffic jams on the way back. You must not be able to wait for me to come back and cook you dinner, right?"
Please, don’t agree!
It's a pity that God didn't fulfill his wish. The next second, he only heard Li Jingchen say: "I can."
"..." What about your stubbornness, young master?
Chu Mo took the opportunity to take out an atlas and said, "Miss Lu, don't worry, I have already prepared a recipe for you, you just need to follow the method above."
Lu Wanwan took the album without tears. She felt that Chu Mo should not only be a doctor, but also a negotiator. How long they had only met, she had already signed so many treaties that were "a loss of power and an insult to the country"!
"Miss Lu."
"Again, what happened again?"
Under Lu Wanwan's worried gaze, Chu Mo smiled and said, "It's time for me to go."
Lu Wanwan secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "I'll give it to you!"
Chu Mo did not refuse.
The two walked out of the door, and Chu Mo suddenly took out a delicate little red bottle from his pocket: "I almost forgot, Miss Lu, this is for you."
Lu Wanwan asked curiously: "What is this?"
A dark light flashed across Chu Mo's eyes: "This is rose essential oil, which can relax the nerves and soothe the meridians. Put a few drops on it when you and the young master take a bath to ensure that you have a good night's sleep."
"Really?" Lu Wanwan didn't notice Chu Mo's pause, and was happy after taking it: "I have a share too? Thank you!"
At this moment, Butler Zhou walked upstairs and said to Chu Mo: "Doctor Chu, Madam would like to invite you downstairs to talk about the eldest young master's condition."
Chu Mo then nodded to Lu Wanwan, and then went downstairs with Butler Zhou.
Lu Wanwan turned around and entered the room, and immediately saw the recipe left by Chu Mo.
She couldn't help but sigh and said to Li Jingchen: "Let me tell you first, my cooking skills are not very good."
Li Jingchen said coolly: "No matter how bad it is, can it be worse than what Butler Zhou prepared for me?"
Thinking of the sour rice and sour dishes and the watery clear soup, Lu Wanwan suddenly felt confident in his cooking skills: "That's not bad."
After finishing speaking, she guided Li Jingchen to pick up the takeout and said, "You can just make do with it tonight."
Then, she sat across from him and studied Chu Mo's recipes.
Li Jingchen heard her agree without much evasion, and when he heard her quietly turning the pages of the book, for some reason, he felt calmer than ever before.
...
After Li Jingchen finished eating, Lu Wanwan also raised his head from the menu, and was surprised to see a piece of rice stuck to the corner of his mouth. In addition, he had a chicken coop on his head, just like the second fool in the village.
It makes people want to laugh.
By some strange coincidence, Lu Wanwan reached out and took out the rice.
Li Jingchen was touched by her soft fingertips and couldn't help but feel a tremor in his heart, but at the same time he also frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"
"You have a piece of rice stuck to your face, let me help you take it off."
Li Jingchen was stunned. It seemed that he had misunderstood again. This woman was not taking the opportunity to seduce him.
"Next time if there's anything on my face, just tell me directly and don't touch me."