When the male protagonist of the invincible novel meets the overbearing president

Lu Yanxu, who was busy in the kitchen, certainly didn't know what Tang Qi was thinking. He looked at the rice, noodles, and vegetables in front of him, and he was also very confused.

Lu Yanxu, you can't cook! Why did you suddenly say you want to cook? What should I do with these? (╥w╥`)

He came in full of vigor and ambition, but he became timid when he got to the pot. As a domineering CEO, even if such a big accident happened in his family, he had been living a life of luxury since he was a child. What's more, he was still a young master in this life. Cooking, what is that?

He probably doesn’t even know how to make a fire. Looking at the stove in front of him, Lu Yanxu doesn’t even know what the first step is?

Forget it, if I do nothing here, I won't be able to do anything. At least I need some firewood to start a fire. If I want to start a fire, I definitely need firewood. He looked around the kitchen.

The kitchen area is the same as the bedroom area, and there is a water tank next to the entrance. Next to the water tank are neatly arranged bundles of firewood, and further in is a stove.

There is a large iron pot on the table, with seasonings placed next to it. Opposite the pot is a shelf for placing ingredients, and next to the shelf is a small wooden table and chairs. It is simple. But if you squint, you can still see the delicate patterns carved on the shelf, table and chairs.

Mr. Tang really likes carving, even the salt jar has patterns carved on it. And he really loves cleanliness, never a speck of dust.

Lu Yanxu shook his head and smiled, walked towards the bundle of firewood, pulled out a few sticks, broke them at random and put them into the stove, stretched out his hand to strike a spark, lit the fire, and it burned.

Then use a ladle to dip some clean water and pour it into the pot. Then take out the brush, rinse it slightly and pour it out. After the water in the pot is evaporated, pour in clean water again.

When the water was boiling, Lu Yanxu was stunned, this time he was completely stunned.

What's going on? I am possessed by a ghost. How come I am so familiar with this?

He couldn't help but stretch out his hands, looking at those slender and strong hands with distinct joints, and was astonished while remembering the previous events.

She served the food and dishes smoothly, and replied subconsciously like muscle memory. Although she had just met Mr. Tang, she could clearly know his personality and subconsciously think of his habits.

This series of events constantly reminded me that I knew Mr. Tang. And we were not just ordinary friends, but a very close relationship.

Lu Yanxu didn't dare to think about it anymore. He didn't dare to hope for it, but he was secretly looking forward to it. If it was true, he really knew Mr. Tang before, and he and he might have that kind of relationship!

How wonderful that would be!

Lu Yanxu was thinking about it when he was suddenly awakened by the gurgling sound of boiling water. He couldn't help but shook his head and slapped himself in the face.

The tingling pain brought Lu Yanxu back to his senses.

Lu Yanxu, ah Lu Yanxu, what on earth are you thinking about? Even if you knew him before, there is a huge gap between you and him now. How can you have the face to associate with him and think about him?

It’s better to improve your own cultivation first.

However, Lu Yanxu couldn't help but fantasize in his heart that now that he had the help of Mr. Tang, practicing should be as easy as drinking water.

If, I mean if my cultivation progresses by leaps and bounds in the future, will there be a slight chance that I can be with him?

He took out a handful of noodles from the cupboard and put them into the pot. Then he picked up two sets of bowls and chopsticks and poured various seasonings into them while thinking about random things.

Never mind, no matter how much you think, it's just a fantasy. If you want it to become a reality, you can't just think about it without doing it. But he still cheered himself up in his heart, what if it works?

Human beings always give themselves a little fantasy to motivate themselves to move towards a better future.

Thinking of this, the noodles are already cooked, so I scoop them out. Then I continue to wipe the pan dry, pour oil on it, and fry the eggs.

After a while, two bowls of clear soup noodles were ready.

Although it looked bland, Lu Yanxu tasted it and found it tasted pretty good. It was only slightly inferior to the one cooked by his own chef.

Lu Yanxu found it incredible. He really had never touched a spoon, not even a dish. But while he was daydreaming, his body automatically added water to the noodles and seasoned the omelette like muscle memory. Is there anything more incredible than this?

So he must have had more than two lives, he thought there should be a third life. He had no memory of this third life, but this muscle memory remained in his body. It could also be the soul, after all, the soul can control the body.

Lu Yanxu couldn't figure out what was going on, but this didn't stop him from being excited and happy. After all, it could be seen from all these that his reactions were related to Mr. Tang.

In my third life, I definitely knew Mr. Tang, and even knew him well. It was enough for me to know this, and the rest didn't matter.

Thinking of this, Lu Yanxu regained his confidence and no longer had the humble mentality he had when he first met Tang Qi.

If that's the case, it's truly fate!

He put the noodles on the tray, walked out of the kitchen, and placed it on the stone table. Then he stood up, and couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips, with a hint of pride in his tone:

"Okay, Mr. Tang, try it."

Tang Qi looked at two bowls of fragrant, steaming clear soup noodles with emerald green onions floating on top and noodles clumped in the clear soup.

He couldn't help but lower his head and take a closer sniff. The unique aroma of clear soup noodles lingered around his nose.

He couldn't help but nodded, acknowledging Lu Yanxu's cooking skills. He looked up at the handsome boy standing in front of him and affirmed him:

"That's great. I didn't expect you could cook."

Lu Yanxu felt a little embarrassed by the compliment. He raised his right hand and clenched his fist to cover his lips, hiding his shyness and happiness.

"Of course not, but it's not as good as you say."

Tang Qi was staring at Lu Yanxu at this time, and by chance he saw the earlobe slowly turning red. He couldn't help laughing, and he tilted his head slightly and raised his hand to cover his lips. The beautiful laughter, like the sound of a piano, lingered in Lu Yanxu's ears, making him blush.

He coughed hard a few times, trying his best to hide his embarrassment. Then he pointed to the two bowls of noodles on the table and said:

"Mr. Tang, please stop making fun of me. Eat breakfast quickly. Don't be hungry."

Tang Qi knew that he was shy, so he didn't laugh at him. He stood up, picked up the bowl and chopsticks, gently picked up the noodles and put them into his mouth, chewing them carefully.

The chewy and elastic texture of the noodles made Tang Qi very satisfied. This was a very satisfactory breakfast.

Lu Yanxu watched him eat the noodles without any disdain on his face. He heaved a sigh of relief and sat down to eat as well.

What Lu Yanxu didn't know was that there were pairs of eyes staring at them all around them. They turned out to be the creatures enlightened by Tang Qi.

They had been in the yard the whole time, so they had naturally taken in all the scenes in the yard, from the master playing the piano to the waiter appearing and standing there blankly, to him going to the kitchen to make two bowls of noodles, to now the two of them sitting at the table eating noodles.

They knew that their master liked silence, so they kept their previous habit and did not speak, for fear of disturbing their master's playing of the zither and his deep thoughts.

But without making any sound, they could communicate through their spiritual consciousness, and at this time the creatures were storming in their minds.

"Wow, that guy said he's the eldest son of the Lu family, then how can he cook? I heard from Lin Shu and Lin Dong that those eldest sons can't cook."

"Yeah, he can't cook, but he can. After all, there are differences between young masters. Is it possible that he has learned it?"

"Yes, yes, what's so strange about that?"

"It's actually quite nice to think about it this way. After all, the master never talked to anyone before. It must have been boring. Now someone is talking to her and cooking for her. The master must be very happy."

"Yes, yes. I see that the master has been smiling more these days."

"Yes, yes, yes. Although the master often had a smiling face before, I always felt that the master was unhappy."

"That's good for a servant. Being able to make the master happy is his greatest value."

"That's right, that's right. Since it's the master's friend, it's ours. From now on, we will protect him!"

"Yes! The master's people are our people. Whoever bullies him from now on will be our enemy."

"Yes, yes, especially the Liu family. If they dare to come and hurt that guy, they will be against us."

"Hey, hey, hey, do you agree?"

They all turned their eyes to Lin Shu and Lin Dong, asking for their advice.

The two trees nodded slowly without any hesitation, expressing their agreement:

"Of course. The master's people are our people. Anyone who wants to bully him must beat us first."

At this point, the creatures in the courtyard reached a consensus. So without Lu Yanxu knowing, his life was greatly protected.