The president always wants to steal my sweet potato

Mu Yaqi glanced at the sky outside and said jokingly, "It's pitch black outside. Do you think I got up early?"

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, “For dinner, it’s not a good time.

Mu Yaqi said: "It's okay if I can just admire you cooking."

As she spoke, she walked towards him with an interested smile on her face.

Lu Chengfeng smiled and shook his head slightly, then went back to his work.

Mu Yaqi stood aside and looked. There were already four dishes next to them.

She raised an eyebrow: "Have you made so much food?"

Lu Chengfeng thought: "It's a small amount, I guess I can eat it."

Mu Yaqi asked again: "Won't uncle and aunt eat with us?"

Lu Chengfeng raised the corners of his lips and said with a smile: "When they heard that I brought you back to sleep and cooked for you, they also couldn't bear to be lonely and went out to play."

Mu Yaqi raised her eyebrows: "Where are we going?"

Lu Chengfeng said: "I don't know, our house is quite big, enough for them to play."

There will be no danger.

Moreover, Geng Lingyu's physical condition is almost recovered now. Taking a walk and relaxing her body and mind will also help speed up her recovery.

As he spoke, he threw the vegetables into the pot and shook the pot a few times while the fire was high.

Then put the vegetables into another pot in an orderly manner.

Mu Yaqi watched his movements from the side, and he looked very skilled.

It was even not difficult to see the confidence and complacency on his face, with a hint of suppressed pride.

Pretending to be reserved.

Mu Yaqi raised her eyebrows and asked with interest: "Are you showing off your skills to me?"

Lu Chengfeng smiled and looked at her, then jokingly admitted generously: "Maybe it's a sign of opening up to you?"

Mu Yaqi was stunned for a moment, then asked in surprise: "You just admitted it like that?"

Lu Chengfeng smiled and turned his head back, put some spices into the pot, and said, "I don't open my eyes to others."

Mu Yaqi pursed her lips: "......"

Okay, forgive me for being so blunt.

An honest child.

Mu Yaqi nodded silently in her heart, affirming the embodiment of this word in Lu Chengfeng.

Then she thought again, he could be full of calculations towards others and come up with some "smart tricks" from time to time, but he could be so frank with her, and even his little thoughts could be seen through at a glance.

Is he treating her like a child, or is he treating her specially?

She couldn't help but curl her lips. No matter what, he treated her very well.

Mu Yaqi watched quietly for a while, and soon the two dishes were out of the pot.

In order to avoid getting in Cheng Feng's way, she took a few steps back.

Then, when Lu Chengfeng was putting the dishes in the pot onto a plate, a look of unhappiness flashed across his face.

Mu Yaqi caught it keenly, and she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows: "What are you thinking about?"

Lu Chengfeng looked at her with a smile: "It's okay, I just feel a little itchy when you're looking at me here."

Mu Yaqi asked: "How do you tickle?"

Lu Chengfeng said: "I spent my time cooking and had no time to accompany you. It also caused you to intentionally avoid me."

Mu Yaqi smiled and said, "Can you cook normally, Lu Xiaobao?"

Lu Chengfeng was slightly stunned, then smiled at her and acted obediently: "Okay."

Mu Yaqi looked at his back as he tried to get busy again and interrupted him: "There are already six plates. The two of us can't eat so much."

Lu Chengfeng did not stop, but continued to do what he had planned. He said, "Well, so I will make a dessert after dinner."

Mu Yaqi looked at his gentle and patient face and felt that his originally cold and handsome face had become a little warmer.

Mu Yaqi thought and asked, "Are you too gentle?"

Lu Chengfeng said: "I am only gentle to you, am I not always like this?"

After saying that, he squinted and smiled at her.

Mu Yaqi: "......"

Okay, okay, it’s confirmed. The one who looks like he wants to do something naughty must be him.

Mu Yaqi asked again: "If you do it now, won't it be cold later?"

Lu Chengfeng was happy and at ease, and continued to be busy with the things in his hands. He said, "If I don't do it now, I won't have time to do it after I'm full."

He raised his eyes, looked at her and said, "Make it now and put it on the constant temperature. It should be just the right temperature when you eat it later."

Mu Yaqi pursed her lips, thought for a second, then twisted her lips and replied, "Okay."

Lu Chengfeng said, "I promised you this morning that I would make this little dessert for you to try in the evening."

Mu Yaqi curled her lips and said with a smile: "I don't need to taste it, I know that what you cook must be better than those chefs."

Lu Chengfeng was happy in his heart, but he just put on a decent smile on his face, and subconsciously became humble in front of her: "Those people are "chefs" after all, how do you know that my food must be better than theirs."

Mu Yaqi raised her eyebrows: "You were praising yourself this morning, why are you being so modest now?"

Lu Chengfeng thought: "Maintain my low-key and humble image."

In the outside world, he does not have this image.

Everything is high-profile! High-profile! High-profile!

Mu Yaqi was a little surprised. She asked, "Why did you suddenly think of maintenance?"

His image cannot even be called maintained, he himself knows it can only be said to be protected.

But it is impossible to maintain it, okay? His high-profile image in the outside world has been deeply rooted in everyone's heart.

...Wait, so he doesn't have several faces?

Mu Yaqi had some more doubts in her heart, but she suppressed them for the time being.

Lu Chengfeng smiled and responded: "Maintain a good image in front of you."

Mu Yaqi looked at him with a well-behaved look on her face.

With evil thoughts in mind, she teased with interest, "And then commit crimes behind my back?"

Lu Chengfeng responded without hesitation: "That's not possible, absolutely not. Just be assured about this kind of thing."

Mu Yaqi laughed and said, "Don't you always have this image in front of me? Do you still need to maintain it?"

Lu Chengfeng coughed lightly and said, "I just don't want to be jealous of the chef."

Mu Yaqi deliberately said: "Then I would say that your food is not good at first glance, not as good as the ones made by the chefs outside."

Lu Chengfeng followed up her words and said, “I think the dishes the chef makes are not as good as the ones I make for you.”

Mu Yaqi smiled and said, "Okay, I know you're the best. I was just sleeping and woke up when I smelled the fragrance of your food."

Lu Chengfeng thought: "So it seems that the purpose of closing the door is not well utilized."

Mu Yaqi said: "Your kitchen exhaust fan is still working diligently, and the fragrance is still drifting to me."

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, "Do you think this is a compliment to me?"

Mu Yaqi nodded and said, "You can understand this as a compliment to you for your delicious cooking."

Lu Chengfeng said, "Maybe the smell of the food followed you and wanted to wake you up."

Mu Yaqi nodded: "So I came to admire your cooking skills."

Lu Chengfeng said with a smile: “Is there still Yingzi in cooking?”

Mu Yaqi said: "You definitely don't cook normally. When you're in a good mood and cook a few times, you definitely won't make so many different dishes."

She just saw that the dishes that had come out of the pot were all delicious in appearance, aroma and taste.

You can see that it took a lot of thought.

Moreover, from the preparation work such as selecting and washing vegetables, to putting them into the pot and taking them out of the pot, he must have done it all by himself.

Given his personality, he must think that everything is best when it passes through his hands and is handed to her.

I am very confident in my cooking skills.

So...she only slept for less than two hours?

Just now, she was afraid that Lu Chengfeng would finish cooking too fast and come in to call her, so she just took a quick look at the computer and left the room.

I didn't even bother to check the time.

Mu Yaqi glanced at the wall clock and roughly estimated that she had slept for about an hour.

Lu Chengfeng has been doing this for a little over an hour and a half.

Mu Yaqi thought to herself, she had hoped that now that she had gone to bed, she could play for a little longer, but she didn't expect it would only be an hour.

Mu Yaqi breathed a sigh of relief and accepted the fact calmly. A fly's leg is still meat, and it's better than nothing.

She looked at Lu Chengfeng again, only to see that he had turned off the fire but had not taken the food out of the pot.

Lu Chengfeng turned to look at her, and seeing that she was staring at the casserole with some curiosity, he smiled and said, "Put it here to keep warm and eat it later."

Mu Yaqi asked: "What's in your other pot?"

Lu Chengfeng paused and said ambiguously: "It's also a small dessert."