The president runs away when he sees me

There is an unwritten rule between Liu Canran and Qiao Kui.

If one of them gets off work late, the other will cook automatically and consciously. If both of them get off work late, they will trouble the staff in the big kitchen to help prepare the meals.

If he had known that he was going to be late from get off work, Liu Canran was also used to leaving a note for Qiao Kui, writing down the dishes he wanted to eat tonight. This was a habit between his parents for many years, so Liu Canran kept it. .

On this day, Liu Canran said she would be back late, but she came back early because she canceled a meeting.

When Liu Canran got home, Qiao Kui hadn't come back yet.

He searched around the house and found Qiao Kui's changed clothes and his work computer. He must have gone out to buy ingredients.

So Liu Canran opened the refrigerator by herself, ready to get something to drink, but when she opened the door of the refrigerator, she found that the note she had left was still stuck on it.

Since it was useless, Liu Canran casually tore it off, rolled it into a ball of paper, and threw it into the trash can.

After a while, Qiao Kui came back with a lot of ingredients in his hands.

"Why did you come back so early?" Qiao Kui was obviously surprised when he saw Liu Canran, and asked him.

"Well, a previously agreed interview was temporarily canceled, so I'm back." Liu Canran took the shopping bag from Qiao Kui's hand, put it away, took Qiao Kui's hand again, and rubbed it in his hand.

"You should do some labor protection." Liu Canran said, while still rubbing Qiao Kui's hand, and spread out his palm to see if there were marks of strangulation on it.

"Where is it so delicate?" Qiao Kui laughed.

"Why not?" Liu Canran said, "Your hands are quite small, so it's easier to be strangled.

Qiao Kui: "..."

My hands are not small, Qiao Kui thought, they are the size of a normal grown man.

But when he saw Liu Canran's hand holding his own, he felt that the other party did have the capital to think his hand was quite small.

It must be easy for him to pick up a basketball with one hand, Qiao Kui thought.

"You can't always use yourself as a reference," Qiao Kui said. "In this case, it seems that many of my statistics are not up to standard."

Liu Canran: "..."

Accidentally thought of something extraordinary, Liu Canran thought to herself.

So Qiao Kui started cooking, because Liu Canran was at home, so he was not idle, but was helping with the cooking.

Qiao Kui and Liu Canran are good at cooking in different ways, and each person's specialty dishes are not the same. Basically, Qiao Kui is better at sweet and salty flavors, while Liu Canran is good at all kinds of spicy flavors. Spicy, spicy, spicy, all can't trouble him.

So in the end, the two people worked together to make a mandarin duck seafood pot. One side is a seafood porridge pot with white porridge as the soup base, and the other side is a red oil hot pot with fresh, spicy and spicy prawns. of mystery.

After the cooking was done, the two of them sat down in the dining room. To Liu Canran's surprise, Qiao Kui actually picked up a shrimp from the spicy pot first.

"Is this because of my training?" Liu Canran asked with a smile.

"I peeled it for you." Qiao Kui said, peeling a shrimp neatly while dipping it in the red pot with soup, and put it on Liu Chanran's dinner plate.

But for the second time, he put another prawn in a red pot on his dinner plate.

"You don't have to peel me all the time." Liu Canran said.

Qiao Kui: "..."

"It was just stripped for myself," Qiao Kui said.

Liu Canran: "..."

"This is embarrassing." Liu Canran smiled.

"It's okay, my own, I won't laugh at you." Qiao Kui said calmly, and then began to peel and eat the shrimp.

Liu Canran felt that when Qiao Kui was with him, his attitude was much more natural than before, especially since the engagement, he really regarded this place as his home, which made Liu Canran feel very warm and at ease.

"Little Qiao, you seem to be more and more able to eat spicy food recently." Liu Canran said.

"Well, yes." Qiao Kui nodded, and then calmly took a chopstick of wide noodles from the red pot, put them on the eating plate in front of him, and ate slowly.

"Are you biased by my taste?" Liu Yanran looked at Qiao Kui eating contentedly, and asked with a smile.

"That's right, and I heard a saying by chance before." Qiao Kui thought for a while and said.

"What do you say?"

"Did you know? Spicy is not a taste, but a feeling." Qiao Kui said.

"I've heard that strictly speaking, spicy is not taste, but pain, which is divided according to the conduction pathway of nerves." Liu Canran nodded.

"After I heard this theory, I felt that I still have the potential to eat spicy food. After all, I still have a strong ability to endure pain." Qiao Kui ate it again without changing his face and heartbeat. Ordered a prawn in a spicy pot.

Liu Canran: "..."

It's like...something is driving past me?Liu Canran thought this way in her heart with some confusion.