Sleeping With The Wolf: The Dangerous President's Pampered Wife

Xun Mochen and Su Qianmian strolled around for a long time, and bought a lot of things: Su Qianmian actually had selfish intentions, and made Xun Mochen a table of delicious food, which made him happy, and signed the contract for the school's groundbreaking, so don't hold back I don't let go.

But the crux of the problem is that Su Qianmian is not particularly good at cooking, and she doesn't buy vegetables based on what she wants to do, but on which vegetables look better or have brighter colors. The whole selection process is a beauty contest.

Back at the villa, Xun Mochen answered a call, which seemed to be from the company.He is always unhurried and calm, complicated things are in an orderly manner in his hands, and his eyes that see everything can often hit the nail on the head.

Su Qianmian poked her head out from the kitchen to confirm that Xun Mochen was answering the phone and would not come to oversee the work for a while. She smiled and took out her mobile phone, surfed the Internet, and quickly searched for recipes.

If Xun Mochen knew that she made it by looking at the recipe, then the impression score would be greatly reduced, and the delicious food would also become unpalatable.

Who said it?The difference between an ordinary person and a chef is that the taste of a dish cooked by a chef can be fixed, while the taste of an ordinary person is different every time.This also proves from the side that the creativity of the grassroots class is unlimited.

Su Qianmian thought that although she couldn't cook the delicacy and delicacy of a chef, she could cook a taste that Xun Mochen had never tasted before, so she couldn't make a judgment on whether it was delicious or not based on previous experience and comparison.

Su Qianmian decided to make some dishes that she likes first.

Su Qianmian cooks roasted eggplant.When the oil was almost ready, she suddenly felt that the eggplant pieces were too big?However, time was running out, so Su Qianmian picked up the kitchen knife and slashed a few times like chopping dumpling stuffing, then threw it all into the wok with a whimper and kept stirring.Then... well, some eggplants were fried, some eggplants, ahem, not yet cooked, charred on the outside and tender on the inside... The first dish failed...

Immediately afterwards, the second dish failed in Su Qianmian's nervous panic.

In fact, Su Qianmian can also cook normally, but they are all home-cooked stir-fries, and the most luxurious one is stewed chicken nuggets with potatoes.Now if you want to please Xun Mochen, you can't make a plate of fried potatoes first, then a plate of chicken nuggets, and then a plate of stewed chicken nuggets with potatoes.In this way, Xun Mochen can pour fried potatoes and chicken nuggets together, and then happily say: "Wow, another plate of stewed chicken nuggets with potatoes!"

Thinking about it made her feel chilly, she could even think of Xun Mochen smashing herself out with a potato.

But two consecutive dishes were canceled, Su Qianmian didn't dare to be careless, and started to make some small stir-fries that she was good at, and continued to create after calming down.

It's just that he hasn't made any edible dishes yet, Xun Mochen is already urging Su Qianmian: "Isn't it alright?"

Hearing the sound of pattering footsteps, Su Qianmian was so nervous, a sense of oppression that the secret was about to be discovered rushed straight to her head, and then rushed to the kitchen door, hitting Xun Mochen's chest who was about to come in.

— a solid chest.

After Su Qianmian was determined, she clutched her forehead and said quickly, "Your gentleman is far away from the cook, Mr. Xun, wait a minute, I'm almost done." Then she raised her hand and looked at her watch: Damn, an hour and a half has passed! Md, for being so hungry, Xun Mochen probably hated himself even more.

Xun Mochen was really displeased. Looking at Su Qianmian's forehead and the hand covering his forehead, he was startled for a moment, giving Su Qianmian the illusion that his warm exhalation was getting closer and closer to him.But Xun Mochen didn't say anything in the end, turned around and went back to the living room, picked up the newspaper he had read for an hour and started reading again.

Su Qianmian raised her wrist to look at her watch: Damn, it's been an hour and a half?Xun Mochen must have hated himself even more for being so hungry!Su Qianmian was dripping with sweat.

The last dish: braised pork.

Her buddy Hang Yanqian once taught her how to make it, which is said to be the most delicious one she found online.Although Su Qianmian has no actual combat experience, she still has a theoretical foundation.

Su Qianmian heated up the oil, put two spoons of sugar and two taels of fresh ginger (a large piece) sliced ​​ginger into it and stir-fried for a while.

Hang Yanqian said that the sugar is ready when it turns light brown and bubbles.Well, it should be light brown. After Su Qianmian thought about it, he put in pieces of pork belly and stir-fried until the color turned yellow.Then add water, after adding half of it, I remembered that the water should be heated, so I quickly replaced the cold water with boiling water.

There should be no difference between cold water and boiling water...

Add a little soy sauce, salt, vinegar, and fennel.Add the carrots about ten minutes before serving - that's why you want carrots!Su Qianmian slapped the carrots into the pot.

Clap your hands—after the water dries up, start the pot, and the braised pork is ready!

But... Su Qianmian looked at a pot of boiled white meat, wondering what went wrong.

Su Qianmian just wanted to quietly dispose of the failed dishes, but Xun Mochen appeared at the kitchen entrance, looked at the dishes with no visible ingredients, and asked in surprise, "How did you live alone for so long?"

Su Qianmian rubbed her hands: "Actually, I'm still very good at cooking noodles."

Su Qianmian sat down under Xun Mochen's signal, very shy: "Compared with what Mr. Xun did, it must be far behind."

Xun Mochen, who was eating, raised his head: "Who told you that I can cook?"

"Ah? Isn't it true that the male protagonists in the novel all have excellent cooking skills? You are handsome and rich, so you must be the male protagonist in the novel. If the male protagonist is the protagonist, he must be able to cook... Don't you?"

After talking about Su Qianmian, it's like going to die - what if he really doesn't know how to do it?
In fact, cooking is a strange and difficult course in biology for Xun Mochen.

Xun Mochen didn't speak, took a chopstick of Su Qianmian's best fried dish, took a mouthful calmly, then frowned his pretty eyebrows and commented: "It's too bad."

Su Qianmian looked at another fried dish and shed tears silently.

Xun Mochen said: "Today, I'll make one myself first. But I can't keep doing this. You should know that I didn't invite you to dinner. Tomorrow you can enroll in a cooking class."

After finishing speaking, she walked to the bedroom, and explained in Su Qianmian's resentful eyes, "I'm going to change clothes."

Three minutes later, Xun Mochen came out after changing into a suit of spacious furniture and clothes, and decisively chose braised pork, a dish that Su Qianmian had spoiled, to cook, as if deliberately proving to Su Qianmian that he was a good cook.

The sleeves were rolled up to the forearms, revealing the graceful arms, and the expensive watches were taken off and put aside casually.He lowered his head and concentrated on cutting the meat, his black shiny eyes were covered by his shredded bangs, and the warm light lingered around him, diluting his rigid lines, making him look gentle and warm.The focused eyes make people wish they were the pork belly on the chopping board.

Fry sugar, add meat, add water... Su Qianmian covered her mouth: the same steps as her own!A terrible thought rose in my heart: he couldn't have read the recipe... Those suspicious 3 minutes...

But compared to his skillful and unhesitating movements, as well as his firm confidence and calmness, Su Qianmian felt that he would definitely be able to do it.

It’s just that he added the meat before the sugar bubbled and changed color, and the water was also cold. Can it really work?

Yes, it was unsuccessful. Xun Mochen finally made a pot of boiled meat.