Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

   Chapter 1889 End of the small story

   "A Mian, don't hurt yourself."

  The servant handed over the apron next to him, Ji Fengmian glanced at it, and looked away in disgust.

The    intent is obvious.

  The servant glanced at Chu Boyang and was reprimanded by Chu Boyang.

   She was never an apron wearer.

   Rather than letting her wear an apron, which is particularly aesthetically pleasing to her, it's better to just waste that dress on her body.

   Being able to stand in the kitchen now is entirely because of those two little grandsons.

   Ji Fengmian stood in the kitchen and watched for a long time, her brows furrowed imperceptibly.

  Chu Boyang knew too much about her at the moment, and didn't know how to start.

   He turned around and walked to the cold snow area, found the vegetables and beef he needed, and placed them in front of her.

   "I want to eat beef noodles, it's hard work."

   calmly relieved Ji Fengmian.

   Ji Fengmian raised her eyebrows, fiddled with the vegetables with her long fingers, and nodded.

   "You go out first."

   She turned on the faucet to wash the dishes, and Chu Boyang, who was standing beside him, went up and brought the dishes.

   "I'll help you wash the dishes first, the chefs outside are all helping cooks"

   Ji Fengmian leaned beside the cupboard, his hands crossed his chest, and he watched Chu Boyang clean the vegetables and meat.

   Then he walked to the chopping board to the side, and cut the vegetables and meat skillfully.

   turned his head to look at Ji Fengmian and explained, "These are also the duties of helping the cook."

   Ji Fengmian sneered. "I also know that the chef outside will sit on a high chair and direct the cook to cook. You don't have to do it yourself. Why don't I find a chair to sit here and direct you?"

   This tone is obviously a little angry.

  Chu Boyang stepped aside, "I mainly want to taste the chef's craftsmanship in person."

  Ji Fengmian glanced at him coldly, then walked to the stove, stretched out a hand, and turned on the stove. The flames burst out suddenly, and Ji Fengmian took two steps back in shock.

  Chu Boyang immediately stretched out his hand and pulled her behind him, put the wok on top, and turned the heat down a bit.

   Ji Fengmian stabilized his mind, his face a little ugly.

   This is another loss of face.

   "Chu Boyang, I don't think you really want to **** craft."

  Chu Boyang shook his head, turned around and took the anti-scalding gloves that were placed on the oven, and put them on Ji Fengmian's hands involuntarily.

   "Be careful, I'm out."

   Then, he squeezed her hand uneasy, and walked out three steps.

   Ji Fengmian looked at the bloated gloves on his hands and pursed his lips.

   reached out and took off the gloves and threw them aside.

   went through the steps of cooking in her mind, thinking of the oily smell that may gradually come out of cooking in oil, she hummed, turned around and took a clean basin to take half a basin of water, and poured it into the pot.

   Then I poured a little oil into it, then put in the vegetables and beef, salt, chicken essence and other seasonings, and then put the lid on.

   After that, I found a clean towel and wiped my hands.

   Aren't you afraid of oily spills?

   How can it be spilled like this?

   Chu Boyang, who had been listening to the kitchen with his ears pricked outside, never heard the sound of cooking vegetables.

  I was really curious and had to take care of Ji Fengmian's face.

   So he called the servant and asked her to pretend to take something to see Ji Fengmian's condition, but the servant came out with a rare smile on his face.

   "Don't worry sir, madam is fine."

  Chu Boyang asked again: "What is she doing now?"

   "I'm cooking noodles."

   The servant replied with a smile, thinking of the scene she just saw, she was very satisfied with her witty answer.

   is really a veritable noodle dish.

   That is not called boiled noodles, what is it called?

   Chu Boyang had some doubts in his heart, Ji Fengmian walked out with a blue and white porcelain bowl bigger than his face in both hands.

  Chu Boyang quickly let the servant leave.

   Ji Fengmian put the bowl of noodles on the dining table, supported the table with one hand, and looked at him.

   "I'm afraid it's not cooked, the cooking time is a bit long and it's a bit greasy, but it's definitely cooked, you can eat it with confidence."

  Chu Boyang looked at the big bowl of noodles.

Um……

  The noodles are really greasy after being cooked for a long time. The leaves of the bright green vegetables will also turn yellow and the color will become darker...

   "Didn't you say you want to be a little hamster? These are all yours. No one will rob you. You can eat them slowly."

  Chu Boyang picked up the chopsticks, obviously wanting to pick up two noodles, but actually picked up a bunch of them.

   He glanced at Ji Fengmian, and Ji Fengmian looked at him with a "gentle" expression on his lips.

  Chu Boyang secretly took a breath and put the face into his mouth.

   At that moment, Chu Boyang's expression changed suddenly.

   choked his nose and almost spit it out, but in the end he was deeply restrained and ate the noodles.

   Ji Fengmian looked at him like that, turned his head and called the servant, and said, "I want to have egg noodles for dinner, please help me make one."

   "Good lady."

   Ji Fengmian then turned to look at Chu Boyang and asked, "How does it taste?"

  Chu Boyang hesitated for a while, then nodded, "...Not bad."

Ji Fengmian let out a faint smile, walked over to him and sat down slowly, leaning halfway on the chair, resting one hand on the edge of the table, looking at him with his chin on his back, "Eat as much as you want, it's all yours. "

Chu Boyang took another bite, and said again: "...A Mian, first of all, this side must be delicious, but the taste is too... rich and colorful, Bo Mian Bo Jun is still small, I'm afraid it can't be. Accepting so many flavors at once..."

   Ji Fengmian pondered for a while, then nodded, "You're right, I'll pay attention next time."

   Rarely saw her endorse his words, Chu Boyang looked at her gentle smile.

   Ji Fengmian tapped the table with his fingers, "Don't be stunned, eat quickly, it's time to eat."

  Chu Boyang's hand holding the chopsticks tightened, and his stomach cramped.

   After eating about a third of the noodles, the servant put the egg noodles in front of Ji Fengmian.

  Chu Boyang glanced at the bowl of delicious egg noodles and pursed his lips.

   looked at his bowl of noodles and said softly, "A Mian, I'm full..."

   Ji Fengmian picked up his chopsticks and picked the noodles in his bowl, looked at him, "Didn't you say it was delicious? How much did you eat? I haven't seen you eat as cute as a hamster?"

   "The taste is really rich, but A Mian, I don't really like chili or mustard..."

Ji Fengmian raised her eyebrows and looked at him with a half-smile, "Really? I only cared about how to make it delicious, and I forgot about this. But, is it really delicious? I don't think you look like this. ."

  Chu Boyang pushed the bowl towards Ji Fengmian, "I think it's good, otherwise you can try it..."

   "No, I don't like chili peppers and mustard, oh yes, I also hate the taste of five spices..."

   After she finished speaking, she took a mouthful of egg noodles and ate it in her mouth.

   then nodded with satisfaction,

  Chu Boyang: "..."

  The chili and mustard are combined together, and the five-spice flavor is even more intense and unbearable.

   As for other issues, I really don't know where to evaluate.

   At least, she also knew what was in these bowls of noodles.

   She should have the answer in her heart whether it is delicious or not, otherwise she would not be able to let the servant cook her noodles alone.

  Although he didn't want to doubt it, this bowl of noodles...he suspected that she was trying to retaliate against him.

   After taking two more bites, I really didn’t have the courage to eat any more, so I finally put down my chopsticks.

   picked up the water prepared by the servant next to him and took two sips.

   Ji Fengmian, slowly finished the bowl of noodles, wiped his mouth, glanced at the remaining half of the noodles and tugged his lips.

   "Suddenly I feel that cooking is a good pastime. I'll make breakfast tomorrow. What do you want to eat?"

  Chu Boyang is very regretful now, why did he remind her to practice cooking first.

   I thought she was so smart, as long as she wanted to do it, cooking must be an easy thing.

  It seems that this is not the case.

   He also forgot that there are personal emotions in the middle.

   "Porridge will do."

   The requirements are really not too high.

   Ji Fengmian nodded, "No problem."

   Then sitting at the dining table the next day, looking at the rice bowl he visited in front of him, Chu Boyang was a little surprised.

   "You made black rice porridge? Black rice porridge is hard to cook, did you get up early?"

   Ji Fengmian's face sank instantly, but she pursed her lips and didn't speak. After watching Chu Boyang pick up the spoon and take a mouthful of porridge, her complexion changed dramatically, and she hooked her lips.

   "Well, I'm disappointed, the heat seems to be a little bigger and the color is heavier..."

  Chu Boyang looked at the dark porridge in the bowl, is it heavier?

   Maybe he understood Chu Boyang's reaction, Ji Fengmian continued:

   "So in order to even out the color, I put some cuttlefish juice."

  Chu Boyang: "..."

   What a genius.

Seeing him not moving, Ji Fengmian leaned back on the chair and looked at him, smiling coldly, "Why don't you eat it? Does it taste bad? Cuttlefish noodles and cuttlefish rice are the most popular dishes right now, although the appearance is indeed not the same. It looks so delicious."

  Chu Boyang asked her, "Have you eaten?"

  The servant came out of the kitchen at this time and put a glass of milk beside Ji Fengmian, and a plate with a fried egg and a few broccoli flowers on it.

   "I don't want to eat porridge."

  Chu Boyang: "..."

   He really couldn't find any other reason except that she was deliberately looking for an opportunity to retaliate against him.

  Ji Fengmian picked up a fork and ate a broccoli. Seeing him staring at the bowl with a somewhat aggrieved look, he raised his eyebrows and did not hide it.

   "You should be thankful that I didn't put soy sauce for you."

   Chu Boyang twitched the corner of his mouth.

   Hearing her say this, I really felt fortunate in my heart.

   Obviously since she mentioned "soy sauce", the option "soy sauce" once appeared in her mind.

   He would rather eat cuttlefish juice than the weird fishy and salty taste of soy sauce.

   After all, "seafood porridge" and "soy sauce porridge", but every human being will probably choose the former.

   In fact, although Ji Fengmian was tied back to her side, she did not seem to intend to regard the past as the past.

   There are too many things, as long as she has the opportunity, she will never let go of the opportunity to take revenge and make fun of herself.

   used indifference to retaliate against him, but now she just changed her way...

   But compared to the past, he was relatively silent and indifferent. He felt much better now with this simple and direct way of revenge.

   Actually, if she really wanted to say forgive him, he wouldn't believe it.

  If nothing happened, they knew it well and didn't take it.

   Happened is what happened. It is impossible to completely forget the past so profound.

   But if he turned his past difficulties into revenge, even if she could get a little bit of relief, he couldn't ask for it.

   He owes her too much, but he loves her more, even if both parties suffer for a lifetime, he will not let her go, not to mention, she has now changed to a more comfortable way...

   She just kept punishing him like this...

[I know that Ji Fengmian and Chu Boyang are too young to feel sorry for them, but there are some misunderstandings and twists in the middle of this kind of relationship, no matter what the ending is, it will not be 100% satisfactory to the readers. There will be deviations in their own hearts, but both of them have each other in their hearts, but both of them are very extreme, so they are very entangled. I don't read BE, and I certainly can't write it myself. Emotional entanglement is very annoying, and I am also very entangled in the writing of this pair...Let's go here for the small fanwai. As for their cars, I will not talk about the special period now. I am an extraordinarily pure author [dog head]. Bye bye, I will go to Kang Kang Li Ting to find out the feeling~~]

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