Here Comes The Lady Chef

The kitchen door was not closed. [Starter]

Ren Yue was standing at the door in a large white dress, and the evening breeze gently swept the white dress's hem, making a faint sound.

Gentle did not care, at this moment all her energy was concentrated in the porridge bowl in her hand.

It's just a simple bowl of rice porridge, slightly golden in milky white.

With a gentle look of sorrow, holding a thin cheek with one hand, there was a slight sorrow in his eyes.

Ren Yue could not help seeing this.

In these circumstances, although it is a kitchen lady who meets each other, why is there such a sentiment ...

Ren Yue felt strange in his heart.

"Girl Wen." Ren Yue called softly.

"How are you, Ren?" This softly called, like a pair of soft hands, gently pulled back the gentle thought.

"Well, there is Girl Lowen." Ren Yue Xunli stepped away and slowly moved into the kitchen.

"Oh, just now the son-in-law was drunk. The little girl cooked some rice porridge. It must be able to ease the discomfort in the abdomen of the son-in-law." Gentle seeing Ren Yue came in so slowly, his face was slightly panicked. In one scene, the bright and clean back seemed to freeze in my mind, lingering, the more I didn't want to think about it, the more I kept repeating it.

"I ... drunk?" Ren Yue was surprised.

After all, with his wine power, the zephyr in Shengyaoshan, although strong, is not drunk.

Oh, by the way, it was out just now.

Ren Yue slowly thought back to the previous scene.

Scattered snippets, trivial spelling can't make up space.

Looks like what she said, looks like the girl in front of her. Holding his hand and crying ...

Why can't I remember it at all!

Ren Yue remembered hard, but the moon seemed to be in the water, the shadow of the moon was mottled. The hands are empty.

Headache, just headache.

Ren Yue frowned slightly.

"Ren Gongzi drink porridge. You will take a rest later. It seems Mr. Song Tao they should be here soon." Gently looked up at the sky. The moon is getting dark.

"Anyway, I'm waiting for everyone here." Ren Yue lightly adjusted his wide and white clothes, and sat calmly in front of the kitchen table and chairs, holding the porcelain bowl with one hand, spoonful and spoonful of gentle and careful taste. Boiled rice porridge.

My stomach was empty, and I was burned by spirits.

This bowl of ordinary rice porridge seems to have a magical magic, warm. Warm my painful stomach.

The aroma of grain. The slight sweetness of rock sugar. A trace of moisture nourished Ren's wounded stomach.

This feeling has always been like a traveler wandering for a long time, walking in strange places. Unfamiliar faces rush around, only that one. In the crowd, in the darkness, a unique light radiates.

The light seemed to make people conscious of nothing, but just followed, followed, and when they stopped, they turned into a bowl of ordinary rice porridge in front of them, warming their hearts and their stomachs, softly stroking the most vulnerable in their hearts. Never show a hurt.

"This house! It's really big!" While Ren Yue was immersed in the porridge's memory, there was a noisy and noisy outside the hospital, and then there was the sound of human voices and horseshoes.

"Huh, Sheng Yaoshan!" Ren Yue clearly distinguished the voice.

Everything tonight, all because of that reckless husband!

Ren Yue was slightly annoyed, and the last porridge at this moment was just clean.

"My son, why don't you say a word and run by yourself!" Xiao Anzi squeezed in anxiously.

"Oh, I don't think it's getting late, so let's arrange it first. It's better for everyone to work hard and rest early!" Ren Yue said nothing about tonight, just changed an excuse.

In fact, he originally intended to settle Mr. Song Tao and others in this mansion, but tonight, such a coincidence, it was really anxious and absurd to live in the mansion.

"It's a rare invitation to be kind, and I'll leave it to the guests. I'll settle here tonight, and discuss everything tomorrow." Mr. Song Tao is an old man. After a day's journey, he is a bit tired and more Besides, he and Ren Yue were both apprentices and less polite.

"Teacher, please come here. Xiaoanzi, take someone else to settle in." Ren Yue gently lifted up Mr. Song Tao, and then called Xiaoanzi again.

"Yes, son. However, are you really okay?" Xiao Anzi came over and whispered, but thought that something tonight was a little strange, she had a good meal in Chengfuji, and the son came out to ventilate. Anxiously ran in, saying that Ren Yue asked him to take everyone to the house of the provincial capital. What the **** happened!

"Nothing." Ren Yue didn't give much explanation. At the moment, he was still in a clean white clothes, still in the unshakable appearance. It seemed lucky that Qiao Zizhang said nothing.

Thinking of this, when Ren Yue turned around, Yu Guang sharply searched for Qiao Zizhang who was hidden in the crowd.

At this moment, Qiao Zizhang's eyes were exactly opposite Ren Yue's.

Then, a smile, a heart, a heartfelt understanding, and a tacit understanding reached an agreement in the intersection of the two eyes.

This is a secret that no one can tell.

However, at this moment, there is still another person who is panicking.

Sheng Yaoshan pretended to look calmly at Ren Yue.

This girl's family has changed their clothes!

It doesn't seem to say anything about tonight, it's a shame, hey! It's my fault!

Sheng Yaoshan felt ashamed that he was vomiting, and anyone had to blow his hair. Not to mention the picky son-in-law!

Seeing Ren Yuezheng supporting Mr. Song Tao to leave, it seemed that he had no intention to entangle himself with his theory, and Sheng Yaoshan's hanging heart fell slightly.

I'll invite this guy to drink next day.

After tossing for a day and tossing all night.

In the provincial government, everything seems to be quiet and peaceful.

Gentle lying alone on this strange bed, tossing and turning.

At night, what did Ren Yue say when he was drunk?

"Rouer. How come ... I think we are so familiar ... so familiar ... so close."

The familiar voice, the familiar tone, with the faint smell of medicine, seemed to linger in my ear.

indeed. "Life and death are common, so why are you unfamiliar?" Gentle again turned the waves.

In the darkness, Ren Yue's fair and clean arms. Slightly exposed from the wide sleeves, along the wooden table, slowly moved towards gentleness.

It's getting closer, slowly getting closer.

The slender white fingers slowly ran down his cheeks, pitying. The slightly cold temperature became slightly hot again.

In previous lives, he has never been so close to himself, and has always maintained the style of a gentleman.

This seamless intimate Capricorn. It became cherished for a while.

in case. This is in a dream. Gentle hope that this dream will never wake up.

"Rouer ... Rouer ..." Ren Yue's voice as empty as a jade still echoed in his ear.

Today's business, Ren Yue alone took responsibility!

Life and death go the same way. Don't regret it!

Before Iron Riding, a touch of words. But it seems to be decisive and weighs more than Taishan.

After lingering, Gentle only felt that her cheeks were wet, and she raised her hand, and it was full of tears.

That night, the young boy in white was standing in front of himself, with a sword in his hands, as gorgeous as autumn water.

"It's so fragrant!" In this dream-like dream, a scent of food drifted out of the window.

Gentle could not help sitting up.

It's so late, who is cooking the food? There is nothing but food here!

Gentle and curious, gently opened the door of the room and went along the direction of the food to find it.

Suddenly, a familiar name that jumped into my mind is Cai Mi!

The doors of the guest rooms were all closed tightly, and the lights in each room went out.

Gently fumbled to Wen Shouzheng's room, leaned on the door and listened carefully. The snoring sounded around the room, and it seemed that Chef Wen slept soundly.

It must be Cai Mi!

A gentle heart ignites a little 〖Xing〗 Fen.

I forgot this old man!

Along the way, every day, people come to the kitchen to steal food late at night, but the cooking skills are so good that they are divine. Is it in the unfamiliar government that he has itchy hands again? !!

Go, look, there is no meat, and see what delicious food this old man can make!

The gentleness settled, and the steps underneath became light and dexterous.

A slight beating of the light of the candlelight attracted the gentle footsteps.

That scent came from here.

Strange, what kind of smell it is, it is obviously the smell of food, how can I not distinguish it!

The closer you get, the more gentle you feel.

"Boom!" The sound of a spatula turning.

What are you frying?

Gentle and curious, he gently opened the door, and Cai Mi's thin figure turned the spatula in his hands in front of the stove.

"Caibo!" Gentlely called.

"Oh! You scared me!" Cai Mi didn't even notice, the spatula in her hand almost fell to the ground.

Turning around and seeing that it was gentle, and on the face again, he didn't care, and continued to fry the food in his hand.

It was something that was slightly golden, similar to a worm's egg, scattered scattered, and tumbled up and down with the spatula in the pot.

"Yeah! Bo Cai, you are frying bugs!" Gentle felt a cold on his back, a bug in this cauldron!

"Hey, where is this bug? This is the good Xianggongmi, from the big food. In the end, it is Renfu, there are such good things!" Cai Mi's face had a big slang word on it! Still busy with the spatula in his hand.

The temperature in the pot is not too high. The slightly yellow fragrant rice becomes golden after frying. Everyone exudes a faint scent.

No wonder I can't tell. I didn't know it.

Be gentle and secretly ~ www.readwn.com ~ But Cai Bo, how do you know that this is a good fragrant rice? Have you eaten before? "Gentle is weird.

"I ... this ..." Cai Mi said for a moment. "I heard ..."

"Who heard that?" Asked gently.

"This ... this ... keke, I just know it anyway!" Cai Mijian said, but he was gentle, and he started to play rogue again, using his usual tricks, he did not admit it.

"Bo Zei, is this fragrant rice delicious?" Gentle did not argue with him, just leaned forward and watched carefully.

"It's delicious! I'm almost fried. As the saying goes, half of the meeting is good. Even tonight, your girl has a mouthful, I will try it later!" Cai Mi's mood seemed surprisingly good!

Facing food, which mood will be bad!

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