The president next door always wants to eat

The two light bulbs seemed to be so happy to come to Yan Huan's house without any self-consciousness.

Xu Yue couldn't understand how Yan Huan went to the kitchen to help out when he was busy all by himself, while the two big men who didn't know anything could only sit in the living room and wait for food.

From time to time, the laughter of two people came from the kitchen, and the sound of the TV broadcast was mixed in the living room, which made people feel as if they were a family.

This kind of atmosphere usually makes people feel warm, but Pei Yong, who was sitting next to Lu Jingyuan, couldn't feel it at all. Instead, he still had a bitter face, wishing to stay away from him.

The surrounding air pressure was getting lower and lower, which made Pei Yong flustered, and hurriedly wanted to break the anger, "Brother Lu, if you continue like this, I will be frozen to death by the breath of your body."

But Lu Jingyuan just raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Pei Yong with a look of ignorance, "Why don't I know what kind of breath I have that can freeze you to death?"

The oppressive tone and the torture in his eyes made Pei Yong immediately confess his cowardice.

Lu Jingyuan was probably angry because of Yan Huan's smile at him today, but now he feels that he has a grievance and is starting to settle accounts.

"Brother Lu..." Pei Yong chuckled, "I know you don't like Miss Yan Huan smiling at others, but today I really just want to comfort her in case she thinks too much, how would I know she would laugh at me."

what can he doIt is her right to laugh at whoever Yan Huan wants to laugh at. Could it be that she will cover her mouth when she sees Yan Huan in the future?

"What?" Lu Jingyuan said coldly, "Is that why I scare you?"

For the past two days, she had been talking about wanting to eat Sichuan cuisine's red wine imperial concubine chicken wings, but at that time she felt that Yan Huan was busy and probably didn't have much time, so she didn't take it to heart, but she didn't expect Yan Huan to remember it.

Seeing Xu Yue's flustered explanation, it was hard for Yan Huan to expose it.

Yan Huan poured in the chicken wings and stir-fried well, and asked Xu Yue to choose the right soy sauce and sugar according to her taste.

"Don't play tricks." Yan Huan annoyed Xu Yue and asked her to help quickly, "Wash the chicken wings."

Of course, that's the answer Lu Jingyuan wanted.

"How can there be such a thing." Xu Yue retorted, with a trace of panic on her face, "I'm so beautiful, I'm afraid no one wants it?"

Pei Yong shook his head with a bitter face, "Brother Lu, you think too much, I just want to see what the two of them need help in the kitchen."

Although she was happy in her heart, she seemed to have thought of something. She looked at Yan Huan suspiciously and said, "Although chicken wings are not worth much, you plan to open your collection of red wine for me?"

Yan Huan looked at Yan Huan with bright eyes, his pretty face was full of disbelief, "You really didn't buy me chicken wings, did you?"

Xu Yue leaned closer to smell the smell and found it a bit pungent, "I didn't think the smell of cooking wine was strong before, but I didn't expect you to have such a feeling here."

"Bring me the pot." Yan Huan said to her while busy.

Xu Yue nodded, took the pot and put it on the stove for Yan Huan.

Hearing this sentence, Yan Huan smiled. There are so many things in the kitchen, it's normal to feel pungent, if not, it would be strange.

The delicious chicken wings came out of the pan, Yan Huan originally wanted to have a mouthful, but it seemed that he thought of something and planned to eat with everyone.

Pei Yong breathed a sigh of relief, and finally noticed that the aura on Lu Jingyuan's body had slowly subsided, so he hurriedly got up and wanted to stay away from Lu Jingyuan, but Lu Jingyuan looked at him again.

Xu Yue pouted, "Understood, I'm also happy that you are so willing to spend money on me."

She looked at Yan Huan and said, "I'll take these out. There are so many dishes that I probably won't be able to finish them all. Don't worry about it."

She lifted the lid of the pot, took a look at the contents, took a plate out and put it on the table, and said to herself, "I remember you were talking about eating chicken wings with red wine two days ago, do you still want to eat it now?" ?”

Xu Yue clicked his tongue a few words, "I didn't expect you to be willing to be willing to me, so I didn't hurt you in vain."

He swallowed, then nodded and explained: "In the future, I will try to keep a little distance from Ms. Yan Huan, and I will persuade her to smile at you more in the days to come. This should be all right?"

Yan Huan has a habit, although he doesn't like to drink, but he has received a lot of good wine in the past, usually Yan's father just drinks it out from time to time, and puts it in the cabinet at other times.

"It's just a bottle of red wine, do you think I'm reluctant?" Yan Huan said as he opened the refrigerator to get the chicken wings, then turned around to get the red wine on top.

Yan Huan puts a little oil in the pan, heats the oil and stir-fries the chicken wing pieces until the surface turns slightly yellow, removes them for later use, and leaves a little base oil to stir-fry shallots and ginger.

The two people in the kitchen were still gossiping about the two men while cooking, but Xu Yue had the most opinions on Pei Yong.

Yan Huan chopped the chicken wings apart, put the chicken wings in a basin, added salt and cooking wine to marinate for use.

Yan Huan was already used to what she said, but he never took it seriously.

Xu Yue was dissatisfied with her words and said indifferently, she frowned and said: "You don't mean to make fun of me, I'm not interested in him, even if all the men in the world are dead, I won't be interested in this kind of man .”

Ask Xu Yue to prepare, sugar, salt, cooking wine, red wine, onion and ginger, soy sauce, and chicken wings. Yan Huan is in charge of chopping the vegetables, and she is in charge of handing over the food and beating the assistants.

"Since you don't like it, why are you so angry when you say it, for fear that I won't believe it?" Yan Huan asked back, every word was so clear that Xu Yue couldn't speak for a while.

But Yan Huan blinked her eyes, as if she didn't believe her.

Of course it is so, Pei Yong couldn't help shouting in his heart, he almost said this sentence aloud, but if he really said it, the two of you who punished him probably wouldn't let him go.

Hearing the words, Lu Jingyuan just let out a faint oh, "Really?"

If Pei Yong could have such self-awareness, he would naturally not be angry anymore, and Lu Jingyuan finally smiled.

"Chicken wing pieces." Xu Yue couldn't help but ate the fruit in the refrigerator, and hurriedly handed Yan Huan chicken pieces.

Noisy, it would be good if Xu Yue didn't carry her out.

Finally, Yan Huan took the red wine from the rack and poured it over the foamed chicken wings, covered and simmered for 5 minutes until the soup dries up.

But seeing Lu Jingyuan like this, Pei Yong knew that he could only stay here until Yan Huan and the others came out.

Xu Yue had already brought out seven or eight dishes, which were probably enough, and it would be a waste if they couldn't eat any more.

But Yan Huan insisted on making another soup, "Okay, I'll make another soup here, you guys go out first."

Xu Yue pouted, she knew that Yan Huan had obsessive-compulsive disorder, and she had to make soup for everything.

But she has always liked the things Yan Huan did, so naturally she no longer stopped her.

After Xu Yue went out, Yan Huan also started to clean the battlefield just now, and planned to make a new soup, so that drinking some soup after dinner can be regarded as warming stomach.