Gong Shao's exclusive: the cute wife wants to be in the position

Chapter 87 Abusing Second Younger Younger Healthier 2
Under Gong Shaoting's watchful eyes, Ai Qiqi drank a bowl of ginger soup, her throat was burning, but her body warmed up.

"How is it? Is it better?"

Gong Shaoting put down the bowl and saw that she was sweating, her little face was flushed, she looked very pretty.

Ai Qiqi nodded, "It's much better, much better."

"Then go to sleep!"

Seeing Gong Shaoting wanting to take off his clothes and go to bed, Ai Qiqi was startled.

"Second Young Master, I'm a little hungry."

Just now, she was much more energetic after squinting for a moment, first toss Gong Shaoting a bit, and then she will be safe to sleep when he is tired.

Gong Shaoting frowned, "Ai Qiqi, are you a pig? You're still hungry after drinking a bowl of ginger soup."

It's not about saving food, it's just that he doesn't know how to do it.

Damn woman, stepping on his shortcomings tonight, if you don't do well, you will lose face.

"I didn't eat much tonight!"

Because she was worried about being calculated, she ate carefully, and she didn't dare to eat too much of anything, only a little bit.

"Second Young Master, I'm hungry."

Ai Qiqi took the initiative to tug on his arm and said coquettishly.

Gong Shaoting was afraid that she would starve her stomach, so he nodded and agreed, "All right, all right, I'll make it for you to eat."

There are only a few catties of meat, who will give birth to him if he starves to death.

"Second Young Master, I'll wait for you."

When Gong Shaoting agreed to cook, Ai Qiqi almost clapped her hands and applauded, feeling so happy.

"But let me explain in advance, you have to finish everything I do later, don't be disgusted if you heard it." Gong Shaoting just walked a few steps and then turned back, awkwardly.

"Okay, I'll eat whatever Second Young Master cooks."

It would take an hour to make ginger soup, and it would take even longer to make the food. Thinking that she could sleep soundly, Ai Qiqi flattered her so much.

"Take a nap first, and wait for me to come back."

When Gong Shaoting went downstairs, Ai Qiqi jumped up from the bed and waved her hands: "It's so cool, I finally turned over and became the master."

He was suppressed and threatened by Gong Shaoting before, so he had thought of this tone a long time ago.

downstairs.

Gong Shaoting opened the refrigerator and looked at the ingredients that were full inside. He didn't know what to choose, and he had a severe headache.

It is easier to deal with a pile of official documents than this.

The cooking aunt has already fallen asleep, so she can't wake people up, and the little wild cat called him to cook.

He picked a cucumber, and then picked an eggplant, poking his chin in frustration, what to do!
He doesn't know all of these things.

Gong Shaoting took out a tablet and searched for the easiest menu—cooked noodles. He looked at the process, and it was quite simple.

Then cook the noodles.

He took the pot and poured water, turned on the stove, took some fresh meat and baby vegetables from the refrigerator, and picked out a few shrimps.

A large piece of meat was not cut into small pieces, and it was chopped and stamped directly. It took a long time to break up, and the tiger's mouth with the knife board hurt very much.

He tore the vegetables and threw them in the dish basin to wash, tearing them to pieces.

The most difficult thing to do was to peel the shrimp. Gong Shaoting was poked several times, and blood beads came out, but he didn't peel a single one. He was so angry that he simply threw it in the trash can.

Forget it. The reason is: it is not advisable to eat too nutritious at night.

As soon as the water boiled, Gong Shaoting threw down the meat and vegetables, and a handful of noodles.

Holding the ingredient box, he tasted it himself for fear of making a mistake. The pepper was all over his tongue, so hot that he went to the tap to drink water.

He checked the time, and when 10 minutes came, he immediately turned it off.

Because there are too many noodles and the time is too long, there is only a little bit of soup left, which is mushy.

Gong Shaoting took a sip first, "The taste is okay, but the taste is not very good."

It seems that he still has a talent for cooking.

Gong Shaoting was about to go upstairs with his face full of confidence, when he heard Gong Shaoyu's shout from downstairs: "Mom, open the door!"

　Ai Qiqi: My second youngest, isn't he cute?

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(End of this chapter)