Chapter 145

Su bingmiao red eyes, flat mouth, extremely wronged stare at Fu Yan, turned to leave.

After a moment of silence, the atmosphere was broken by Fu Yan.

"What did Miss Su cook? It smells strange." Fu Yan opened the pot that women left here.

How can Hao ruqin open his own face when he feels that others are indifferent.

"Soup." Fu Yan scooped out a black chicken with a spoon. He was surprised and said, "black chicken soup."

Fu Yan looked up at Hao ruqin and said happily, "you see, Miss Su is a good person. She knows I'm tired and brings such good things to mend my body."

"The first time I saw someone who was so interested in the things of his rival." Rare Tucao from Hao Ruqin make complaints about the problem.

Fu Yan scooped chicken legs and said with a smile: "I dare you, a man with low EQ, know that she likes you."

Hao ruqin sighs. They are all adults. Su bingmiao cares too much about him. Even the grandmother who sells sweet soup at the door can see it.

Fu Yanxing full of biting the drumstick, "know that others like you are not clear refusal, you are not leaving a way for others, scum man."

The next second, he spits out the drumstick in his mouth. Fu Yan wiped his mouth, "Oh, my God, why are the drumsticks bitter and astringent?"

"Oh, she can't cook, but she likes cooking very much, so the basic taste of the food she makes is not so good." Hao ruqin approached with a broom.

Fu Yan small eyes a stare, "why don't you remind me?"

"Who asked the young master to call me a scum man?" Hao ruqin hit back, but he was still concerned about Fu Yan and handed him a glass of water.

Fu Yan mercilessly caught the water and took a rude drink, "it's really such a good black chicken."

After a while, Fu Yan gently kicked the man's leg, "Hey, I said, in order not to waste food, I'd better tell the truth."

"What's the truth?"

"What she makes is too bad for a dog to eat." Fu Yan still has the smell of chicken legs.

"But you ate it, young master."

Fu Yan casually replied, "don't I know?"

"Girls, the heart is always weak. Besides work, cooking is her greatest pleasure. It's a bit cruel. "

Why do you always help this woman talk? Fu Yan faces up to this conversation. He held his chest in his hands and pulled his lips. "You mean I'm not right?"

He had to get to the top of the bull's horn. Who let Hao ruqin just kiss him with that kind of rotten excuse.

Hao ruqin put down his broom and bent over to lift Fu Yan's leg.

"What for?" Fu Yan's mouth was puzzled, but he put his hands around the man's neck.

"Do you know why I didn't speak for the young master just now?" Hao ruqin has a deep bass.

Does he mean the time when Su bingmiao didn't have to work?

Fu yannao scratched his head. "How do I know?"

Hao ruqin said in a very low voice: "because of me, I went to clean the room."

The door was opened with a bang. After Fu Yan turned around in the man's arms, the door closed with a bang.

After that, the gentle old-fashioned man said, "what would you like to eat tonight? How about black chicken soup?"

Fu Yanyi, who was vaguely ready to go to bed, woke up with a start. He caught Hao ruqin, who was about to put on his shoes. "I'm not very hungry. Shall we do it again?"

"Gulugu..." The speaker's stomach rang in frustration. But the smell of black chicken soup still lingers. Fu Yan refused the temptation of black chicken soup.

Hao ruqin said with a smile: "what lies the young master said? Did he make you stupid?"

Hao ruqin's waist was suddenly hugged by some shameless man. He cried his father's voice: "ruqin, Xiao Qinqin, I don't want to drink black chicken soup."

Fu Yan once again said, "how troublesome it is to make soup."

Rubbing the man's waist, Fu Yan pretended to cry: "so, change a simple recipe."

Fu Yan pulled the man's clothes in a coquettish way and raised his face with tears and tears.

He said softly, "you won't disagree, will you?"

Hao ruqin calmly looked at Fu Yan's series of actions, and even wanted to laugh. He got up again and was pulled down by Fu Yan. He had to say, "change."

Fu Yan immediately released the man, retracted into the quilt, issued a stuffy voice: "then I want to eat hairy crabs and braised pig feet."

The man looked at Fu Yan's eyes with some helplessness and a little doting, "good."

When Hao ruqin passed by the living room, he saw the pot of soup and picked it up. After locking the door, he went to the neighbor's house with a dog and poured out the black chicken soup.

Erha wagged his tail and came over. He lowered his head and chewed fiercely. When he chewed half of it, he probably found something wrong with the taste. Not only don't gnaw, but also have been wiping their mouth.Looking at the dog, Hao ruqin was a bit like Fu Yan who ate a chicken leg at that time. He thought: sure enough, dogs do not eat it?

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The next day, as usual, Su bingmiao came to Hao ruqin's table with the ancient and strange dishes he had studied.

Hao ruqin was so nervous that he immediately said, "I prefer to go out for lunch recently."

"What haven't I asked you?" Su bingmiao holds the bag and his mouth is flat.

Hao ruqin looks hard at the bag in the woman's hand. When I think about Fu Yan's words in my mind, I immediately feel the correctness of Fu Yan's words. Sometimes good faith deception is not right.

He asked gently, "Sue, have you ever eaten your own cooking?"

Su bingmiao kept looking at him with big eyes. Just when Hao ruqin thought Su bingmiao was going to nod her head, she shook her head.

"I'll tell you, it's not as strong as a girl's taste." Hao ruqin tidied up his desk and prepared to drink milk tea with Fu Yan.

Su bingmiao's self-confident voice: "ruqin, I always follow the steps of the menu strictly, and make the ingredients accurately. There is absolutely no problem with the taste."

She still insisted on giving the bag to Hao ruqin. Hao ruqin couldn't get rid of it and finally said, "Xiao su..."

"You're welcome, ruqin. I'm willing to do that." Su bingmiao was only so timid in front of Hao ruqin.

"No, I don't want to accept it. I want to say it."

"Ruqin, what I cooked today is..."

"Sue, I have a date." Hao ruqin raised his voice a little.

Other colleagues who will have instant noodles for lunch in the office have looked over.

Su bingmiao froze, "what..."

Hao ruqin felt that it would be too hurtful to directly say that Su bingmiao's food was not delicious, so he decided to be more tactful.

Hao ruqin, who thinks that he has an object, is very tactful. In fact, he is very cruel to Xiao su. "I have an object, and he has the habit of cooking for me, so..."