蝌蚪影视

Mu Mian was at a loss,’ah? Then, does Yingluo count as one time?”

He looked at the case file in his hand seriously. yes, just once. There’s food in the kitchen. You can cook whatever you know.

Mu Mian touched the back of her head. actually, ran ran, I don’t really cook at home.

Although she wasn’t from a rich family, her mother was a diligent and virtuous housewife. She basically couldn’t get involved in the household affairs. No matter how poor the young girls in Haicheng were, they were all pampered and spoiled.

“Well, I’m not picky. You can just make something.”

Second young master Tang’s nonchalance and others ‘nonchalance were two different concepts.

When mu Mian heard that he wasn’t picky, she rolled up her sleeves and started working even though she was a little suspicious.

Tang Ji ‘an focused on his work and occasionally glanced at the kitchen. The kitchen seemed to be in a mess. He had specifically told aunt Lin not to come over today, but it seemed that mu Mian couldn’t handle it.

Let her be.

The snow outside was getting heavier. Tang Ji ‘an thought that he should eat some hot food and drink some hot wine later. He had been under too much pressure at work recently and really needed to relax.

An hour later, it was already past nine O ‘clock. A person with an empty stomach could not concentrate on work.

He got up and walked to the kitchen. Standing by the door, he asked, ” “Can we start eating?”

“I’ll be done in a moment,” mu Mian replied in a flurry.

Soon, she carried two plates to the dining room. The appearance of the dishes made Tang Ji ‘an frown unconsciously.

“This is streaky pork braised with tofu, this is bamboo shoot steamed with salt, and this is corn soup steamed bun,” mu Mian introduced proudly.

Tang Ji ‘an sat to the side, picked up his Jade chopsticks, and picked up a piece of bamboo shoot. He took a bite, then spat it out.”It’s disgusting.”

“Didn’t you say that you’re not picky?” mu Mian pouted.

Tang Ji ‘an narrowed his eyes and looked at her.

Mu Mian took a bite. In order to give herself a way out, she swallowed the disgusting bamboo shoot shirt. Then, she suppressed her discomfort and said, ” “Yingluo, I think it’s okay.”

Tang Ji ‘an glanced at her indifferently, as if he was disappointed in her.

Mu Mian was a little angry,’what? I’m not your nanny, and I don’t rely on cooking to make a living.”

Tang Ji ‘an’s expression was a little helpless. I only know how to cook noodles. I’ll have noodles tonight.

Mu Mian watched as the noble young master rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt. With the sleeves half rolled up, she realized that there were lines on Tang Ji ‘an’s arms.

She had thought that all young masters like him were useless, but it seemed like she was too prejudiced.

Tang Ji ‘an ordered as he cooked the noodles, ” scalding pot bar, osmanthus wine. The alcohol content isn’t too high.

Green Ant newly brewed wine, red mud stove

The snowy night and the wine were a perfect match!

Tang Ji ‘an’s noodles were quickly served, one bowl for each of them. In the blue and white flowery bowls, there was an egg and a handful of green spinach.

From the looks of it, mu Mian’s dish lost.

She sat there guiltily. I didn’t expect you to know how to cook noodles. Didn’t you have people serving you since you were young? ”

“I only know how to cook noodles.”

then, you have to find a virtuous wife, ” mu Mian said. otherwise, the two of them will probably quarrel every day over who should cook.