Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

The expression on Tang Yu's face was a little loose: "Then you must have a good relationship with him!"

Pei Qiqi didn't say anything, and didn't want to talk about it with him.

How could Tang Yu fail to see it!

He smiled faintly, "Have you eaten?"

He didn't say that she was not hungry yet, but that she was really hungry.

She nodded. Actually, I was afraid that he... offered to do something else.

Tang Yu walked outside and said as he walked, "If the hourly workers didn't come today, will you cook?"

Pei Qiqi was dumbfounded, "Yes!"

Tang Yu thought for a while, then turned to look at her: "Do you know how to make chicken noodles?"

Pei Qiqi nodded.

"Then the chicken noodles are ready!" He made a decision on his own.

Pei Qiqi completely believed that he came here because he was a little tired of eating a big meal outside... She immediately did it, although she was already very tired.

She thought, it is easier to serve his stomach than to serve his body.

When using a pressure cooker to stew chicken soup, she even thought, maybe her cooking skills are more attractive to him than her body, and she can cook for him every day...

But reality is always particularly cruel. When she concentrated on making soup, a pair of big hands wrapped around her waist, warm breath sprayed on the back of her tender neck, her voice was low and hoarse: "How long will it be? I am a little hungry!"

He raised his hand to let her check the time... It's eight o'clock!

Then he punishingly bit her on her small neck, "Don't come back so late in the future!"

Pei Qiqi was a little lost when he was bitten by him, and he was thinking about whether he should talk to him about Monday to Sunday...

But now is obviously not a good time.

Fortunately, he just complained and left, and her heart was let go.

Tang Yu walked back to the living room, and didn't have the mind to deal with the official business. He tidied up and took a magazine to read...

From the direction of Pei Qiqi, you can see him sitting there lazily, with his legs folded, leisurely and elegant.

She looked at his profile, she felt a little familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him.

When the chicken soup was ready, she tasted it, and then filled two bowls as a spare, took out the chicken whole, cooled it in cold water, teared it into shredded chicken and placed it, and washed the small green vegetables and a few shiitake mushrooms...

Ten minutes later, two bowls of especially fragrant noodles were served on the table. Her good craftsmanship was attributed to Zhou Meilin's harsh treatment of her...

Tang Yu smelled the scent, put down the magazine in his hand and walked over here to sit down.

"You taste it!" Pei Qiqi sat next to him and said, his expression a little nervous.

Tang Yu turned his face and smiled: "It smells good."

As for the appearance, he took a bite and the taste was very pure and unexpectedly good.

Tang Yu quickly finished a bowl, put down his chopsticks, and looked at her.

Pei Qiqi ate very slowly, and there was more than half of it in the bowl.

Feeling his gaze, Pei Qiqi looked up and asked hesitantly, "Do you still want to eat?"

Tang Yu didn't speak, but ordinary arrogant men didn't say it, just acquiesced.

"Then I will go to the next bowl." As he said, Pei Qiqi had already stood up.

A slender and beautiful hand was placed on the back of her hand, followed by an elegant male voice, "No need..."

Tang Yu paused, his eyes fell into her bowl, "Can you eat it?"

Pei Qiqi's whole person is a bit petrified, and shook his head very slowly... Is he going to eat what's left of her?

Tang Yu moved his fingers away, leaned against the back of the chair, and said flatly, "Then you give me half of it!"