Chef God who doesn't want to be an actor is not a good idol

Although Chen Mo was confused by Du Ruo's sudden request, seeing that Du Ruo had no intention of explaining, Chen Mo didn't ask any further questions.

Early the next morning, the moving company's truck stopped at the downstairs designated by Du Ruo.

Du Ruo got out of the car, raised her hand to lower the black peaked cap, and closed the dark mask.

Chen Mo got off the car with Du Ruo, even the mask couldn't hide the helplessness in his eyes.

As the movers of the moving company unloaded boxes of packed boxes, Chen Mo only glanced at those boxes and moved them away, constantly reminding himself to "be calm".He didn't want to recall the change in his expression from shock to numbness when he helped Du Ruo pack his luggage and saw those ingredients stuffed into boxes after boxes.

Chen Mo followed Du Ruo all the way up. During this time, Chen Mo looked at the faintly familiar decoration in the corridor and elevator, and couldn't help frowning.

Building 77 of Tianhua Residence, why does it sound so familiar...

Before Chen Mo could figure out the source of this sense of familiarity, the "ding" of the elevator door interrupted Chen Mo's train of thought.

After all the luggage was put away, all the staff of the moving company had left, and Chen Mo said goodbye to Du Ruo at the door.

"I have already sent you the itinerary for this month. This week is mainly the filming of "People on the Way to Eat" and the press conference of "Vertical and Horizontal". I will go back and talk to the styling department Confirm and let you know..."

After Chen Mo finished telling what he felt like to say, he asked Du Ruo to hone his role when he was at home these few days before turning around and leaving.

The moment before the elevator doors were completely closed, Chen Mo saw Du Ruo standing at the door of the opposite door through the crack of the door, and raised his hand...

The elevator door closed.

Chen Mo:! ! !

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Du Ruo didn't know that his actions had caused the manager to panic, and he was desperately pressing the floor number in the descending elevator.

After Xiang Xing finished speaking yesterday, Du Ruo was silent for a long time before making this impulsive decision.

Last night, Du Ruo chatted with the doctor in charge of Wen Qi's psychological treatment for a long time, ignoring some of the strange words sent by the doctor, such as "are you and Wen a couple?" Psychiatrists are pretty reliable.

Du Ruo held two large bags in one hand and pressed the intercom at the door.

After a while, a deep voice came from the intercom, "Who is it?" It was hoarse after waking up, and it was extraordinarily magnetic, but it was unavoidable to reveal a bit of fatigue.

"Your new neighbor," Du Ruo added after a pause, "My name is Du Ruo."

"..."

Suddenly there was no sound from the intercom, and after a while, the door was opened, revealing Wen Qi's sleepy face.

The moment he saw Du Ruo clearly, Wen Qi laughed a little speechlessly and amusedly, and figured out the key point almost instantly, "Did Xiang Xing or Vincent tell you?"

Du Ruo's eyes turned around the uncovered dark circles under Wen Qi's eyes, brushed the faint veins on the back of his hands, and looked away calmly, "Is it important who told me?"

Facing Du Ruo's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, Wen Qi was dumbfounded for a moment when he thought of the fact that he was hiding his illness from his teammates.

When Wen Qi was stunned, Du Ruo took the opportunity to sneak in the door sideways, "Where are the slippers?"

"Shoebox.

Wen Qi replied subconsciously, and only realized something was wrong halfway through the sentence. He turned his head and saw Du Ruo who had already taken off his shoes and stepped on the floor barefoot, and couldn't help but help his forehead, "I'll get it."

When he lowered his head to find a pair of unopened light blue sandals and slippers from the shoe cabinet, a smile flashed across the corner of Wen Qi's mouth that he didn't even notice.

Du Ruo put on her sandals and turned to ask Wen Qi, "Where is the kitchen?"

"I'll take you there." Wen Qi sighed as if giving up, and reached out to take the bag in Du Ruo's hand.

The two walked into the kitchen one after the other, took out the ingredients in the bag as well as the kitchen utensils, and placed them on the cooking table.

Seeing that Du Ruo even took out the white apron from the bottom of the bag, Wen Qi looked at it with some surprise, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

Du Ruo was struggling with the rope around his waist, when he heard this, he said casually, "Please help me fasten the belt."

"Oh...oh." Wen Qi froze for a moment before reaching out his hand.

The thin white belt pulled the apron around the thin and powerful waist, pulling the light blue T-shirt into layers of fine folds, rippling around the waist like circles of ripples.

Wen Qi held the white bag with his hands, leaned forward slightly, and the white string was quickly wrapped around his fingers, forming a beautiful small bow.The moment Wen Qi let go of his hand, the bow tie was like a fluttering white butterfly, gently landing on the slightly rippling lake surface, causing ripples in the lower layers in an instant.

The moment he let go of his hand, Wen Qi didn't know why he felt a little regretful, he pursed his lips, suppressing the inexplicable emotions in his heart.

After Du Ruo put on the apron, he began to take out the prepared ingredients——

Skin jelly, pork, shrimp, flour...

Wen Qi watched and couldn't help but ask, "What are you going to do?"

"Soup dumplings."

When Du Ruo was picking up the ingredients, because he had asked the psychiatrist some questions in advance, he also secretly observed Wen Qi's expression, and was relieved when he saw that he didn't show any uncomfortable expression.

The choice of this dish was also decided by Du Ruo after a long time of thinking after communicating with the psychiatrist.

Wen Qi's psychiatrist, Vincent, said that soup dumpling was the same food Wen Qi mentioned as his favorite, but during the follow-up treatment, Vincent also tried to use Wen Qi's favorite food for treatment, but failed.

But now, Du Ruo turned his eyes away from Wen Qi and focused on the ingredients in front of him.

The first is the face-to-face.

Du Ruo mixes an appropriate amount of cold water and flour to form a dough, then wraps it in plastic wrap, and puts it aside to wake up slowly.

When the noodles were waking up, Du Ruo started the second step, mixing the meat stuffing.

After finely chopping the pork into minced meat with a knife, Du Ruo used a knife to gather the tender red minced meat into a red bun on the chopping board; then Du Ruo chopped the onion and ginger and put them into a large stainless steel bowl together with the minced meat , add cooking wine, dark soy sauce, light soy sauce, salt and water successively, and stir in the same direction, then add the skin jelly and shrimp prepared last night for the second time, and stir together to form meat filling.

During the period, Du Ruo raised his head from time to time, paying attention to the expression of Wen Qi beside him, seeing that there was no uncomfortable expression on his face, Du Ruo seemed to inadvertently ask tentatively, "Would you like to try it?"

Wen Qi was staring at Du Ruo's side face unconsciously. Hearing this sentence, his eyes moved to the pile of semi-finished ingredients on the cooking table, and he did not refuse.

Du Ruo washed his hands, took out another white apron prepared in advance from the bottom of the bag, and threw it to Wen Qi together with the plastic bag.

"Here, put it on."

Du Ruo turned his head to lift off the plastic film on the dough, but he was paying attention to Wen Qi's direction from the corner of his eye.

Wen Qi changed into the apron unskillfully, and the moment Wen Qi turned his head, Du Ruo had already looked away.

After kneading the dough under his hands into long strips of uniform thickness, Du Ruo put his hands on Wen Qi's shoulders and pushed him to the cooking table.

"Take the knife and cut the long strips into small pieces...not too long...this is too short...yes, it's just right here..."

Du Ruo watched Wen Qi's movements, and gave some guidance from time to time. Wen Qi divided the long strips into roughly uniform small circles, and landed on the chopping board like chubby ceramic dolls.

After the last section was cut, Du Ruo immediately applauded the ground, and Wen Qi turned his head silently, but Du Ruo saw behind him the red earlobe that hadn't been hidden.

Wen Qi dropped his flour-stained hand on top of Du Ruo's head in revenge. Du Ruo shrank his head subconsciously, but he didn't feel the weight. When he turned around, he saw that Wen Qi had put down his hand at some point.

The corners of Du Ruo's mouth were slightly curved, but the moment Wen Qi turned around, he suppressed the smile on his face, pretending that nothing happened.

This next step is especially important.

Du Ruo pressed the small dough pieces on the table, pressed the small dough into short and small doughnuts with the palm of his left hand, pinched the edges of the doughnuts with his fingers, and twirled the doughnuts quickly, while holding the rolling pin in the doughnuts with his right hand Press it back and forth, and when it stops, a piece of dough that is thick in the middle and thin on the sides falls gently on the chopping board.

Wen Qi couldn't help lowering his head to observe Du Ruo's movements closely.But no matter how many times he looked at it, he could only see the dough spinning rapidly, and then the dough fell on the chopping board obediently under Du Ruo's hands.

Seeing Wen Qi's widening eyes unknowingly, Du Ruo pursed her lips, and deliberately slowed down when rolling out a piece of dough.

After all the dough is rolled out, Du Ruo uses chopsticks to scoop out the meat filling, gently spreads it on the middle of the dough, quickly pinches a circle of folds along the edge of the dough, and covers the open dough with a layer of lace small quilt.

The cage was covered with steamer cloth early in the morning, and Du Ruo put the wrapped little fat guys into the cage one by one, and seven or eight of them gathered in one cage, leaving a proper gap in the middle.

When the water in the iron pot boiled, Wen Qi gave a hand and put the stacked steamer on the iron pot.

Du Ruo didn't ask Wen Qi's condition directly, but just chatted with him about what happened during the period after the concert.

good, or bad.

Even if it's a boring trifle, listening to Du Ruo say it in a flat tone, you can draw some comfort from the faint smell of fireworks inside.

After 15 minutes, the hot dumplings came out of the pot.

In the dense steam, even the face of the person across the table became blurred.

Wen Qi looked at the steamer in front of him, and the delicious aroma of the soup dumpling burst into his nose along with the steaming heat.

Even though he didn't feel any nausea at the moment, Wen Qi still hesitated for a moment when he pinched the folds of the steamed stuffed bun.

At this moment, the bottom of the soup bag was pulled down by the full soup, and a small mouth cracked silently, and the bright gravy flowed out from the bottom of the soup bag. Wen Qi moved his wrist subconsciously, The mouth was aimed at the small slit.When the teeth touch lightly, the freshness of the pork, mixed with the tenderness of the shrimp, spreads in the mouth with the soup.

Wen Qi didn't bite down the remaining thin skin until the soup was drained.

Strangely, after eating a soup dumpling, Wen Qi didn't have the urge to put down his chopsticks after eating a little.

Wen Qi's gaze unconsciously fell on the cage in front of him, and the chopsticks in his hand silently extended to the next one.

At this time, Du Ruo just swiped open the screen after picking up the phone again, and saw more than a dozen unchecked messages, all of which came from Chen Mo who had just left.

Du Ruo raised his eyebrows and clicked on the message list.

[Chen Mo: Link-A certain line in China with the surname L has a love affair exposed]

[Chen Mo: Link-International celebrity movie queen kisses a strange man in a parking lot]

[Chen Mo: Link-Shock! The relationship between the female singer with the surname M and Xiao Xianrou with the surname H is exposed! ]

……

Du Ruo looked at the whole row of news links that exposed scandals in the circle, and slowly sent a message back to Chen Mo——

[Du Ruo:? ? ? ]