Lu Shaohan Chen Yucheng

Lu Shaohan listened to Chen Yucheng's words and obeyed obediently. From time to time he asked why he did this action and what the meaning of this action was.

Chen Yucheng is a good master and answered everything for Lu Shaohan.

After going through the entire process of preparing ingredients and drinks, Lu Shaohan really admired Chen Yucheng.

Chen Yucheng knew the processing methods of various ingredients clearly, and could also explain a few principles. Only then did Lu Shaohan realize that there was so much knowledge in cooking.

A surge of admiration and love arose in his heart. Everyday dinners or meals at home were always cooked by Chen Yucheng. Lu Shaohan could cook, but it was also the simplest home-cooked dishes, not as delicious and delicate as Chen Yucheng's.

You can understand that cooking is just a way to wrap your belly, and it doesn't matter whether it tastes good or bad.

But in terms of another romantic idea, being able to process fresh ingredients well and turn unprocessed ingredients into steaming delicious food requires a lot of patience and love.

The greatest joy of cooking is seeing everyone’s faces filled with satisfaction.

Lu Shaohan put down the spoon stirring the syrup and hugged Chen Yucheng.

Chen Yucheng was a little confused. What was going on? Lu Shaohan, who was Mr. Curious just now, suddenly changed his expression.

Lu Shaohan hugged Chen Yucheng. He lowered his head and nestled it in the crook of Chen Yucheng's neck, like a piece of porcelain that had found its suitable partner.

Lu Shaohan's voice was very affectionate, "Chengcheng, after we get married, can you guide me in cooking every meal?"

Chen Yucheng frowned, a little confused, "No, you cook every day, so I can't wash the dishes every day."

Lu Shaohan was amused, and his slightly depressed mood just now was swept away.

"I can wash the dishes, too."

Chen Yucheng nodded, with a bit of complacency and satisfaction on his face, "Well, that's not bad."

It was still some time before Chen Fuyao and Qiu Cuifen got off work, and Chen Yucheng didn't want to go out for a walk, so Lu Shaohan peeled the fruit and sat in the living room with Chen Yucheng to read.

The two of them were reading a book together, and they were reading the prose book that Lu Shaohan hadn't finished in the morning.

Chen Yucheng was afraid that Lu Shaohan would not understand, so he started talking to him about the author's life, and then explained the meaning of the prose to Lu Shaohan sentence by sentence.

Lu Shaohan didn't say how knowledgeable he was, but he was not illiterate anyway, but he just enjoyed it and enjoyed the love and care of his partner.

The subject's vivid explanation was that the left ear goes in and the right ear goes out, but his eyes were fixed on Chen Yucheng.

Chen Yucheng explains the movements very vividly, his voice is high and low, and he also likes to make some gestures to make people laugh.彡彡訁凊

But Lu Shaohan's eyes were full of her, and the corners of his mouth were smiling. As Chen Yucheng's gestures became wider and wider, the corners of Lu Shaohan's mouth also became wider and wider.

Soon Lu Shaohan's actions were caught. Chen Yucheng frowned dissatisfied and crossed his arms to judge Lu Shaohan.

"I started a small stove for you, but you didn't listen so seriously!"

Lu Shaohan hugged the angry Chen Yucheng and tried to comfort him, but his voice was deliberately lowered. He was sure that Chen Yucheng was following this trick.

"Okay, okay, I didn't listen carefully. It's my fault. Can Teacher Chen forgive me?"

Chen Yucheng was dazzled by Lu Shaohan's deep voice and gentle words. His ears turned red quietly, but he spoke irony.

"No! Unless you say please forgive me, princess."

Lu Shaohan laughed lowly, his body shook, and Chen Yucheng also moved, making the tips of Chen Yucheng's ears turn redder.

"Don't laugh, just say it!"

"Okay, stop laughing. Hey, princess, please forgive me."

Chen Yucheng crossed his arms arrogantly and snorted a little arrogantly, "I forgive you a lot, Princess. Please listen carefully next."

Lu Shaohan suppressed a smile and nodded. The atmosphere between the two was so good that they immediately forgot about the time.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Chen Yucheng hurriedly jumped off Lu Shaohan.

Qiu Cuifen glanced at Chen Yucheng, who was unnatural, suspiciously, "What are you doing? My body is itchy. I scratched it here and there."

Lu Shaohan suppressed his laughter, and Chen Yucheng glared at him.