After the fake business, the actor wants to become a regular [Transmigration Book]

The low and hoarse voice, full of magnetism, made his cheeks flush suddenly, and it was still in front of the beautiful woman.

Fu Xingfeng quickly covered his face with his hands, and pretended to cough: "Well... well, I'll be back in a while. We'll talk about it soon."

"How long is it now, I'm still waiting for you to go home and make dinner..."

"Speaking of which," he turned around, lowered his voice and covered his mouth with his hands, "I'll transfer the money from last time to you later. If you buy something or order some cooked food, I won't cook the meal." ,You know."

"Huh? I don't understand..." Su Ran deliberately prolonged the ending, as charming as his ancestor Su Daji, "The matter of you owe me money has long been overturned. Now you owe me seven meals. I don't care." Accept other forms of repayment. Come back sooner before Grandpa and Uncle George go hungry."

"I," he glanced at the phone, and the call had already been hung up.

On the opposite side, Rong Suyi seemed to be in a much better mood, she no longer dropped pearls, but covered her mouth and snickered: "I don't believe Su Yu said that you and Teacher Su Ran are a real couple, but now it seems that one thing is one thing, one thing is one thing." thing."

Uh... It's obviously saying that his husband is strict, but why does it sound so strong?

Fu Xingfeng scratched his itchy cheeks, and then had a serious chat with Rong Suyi about some cooperation matters. After signing the contract formally, he drove back immediately.

When I started, I saw the legendary blond Uncle George, speaking twisted Chinese, and enthusiastically put the apron on his head: "Fengzi, long time no see, I want to die, and I'm very hungry, do it quickly Su Ran, the meal is in the kitchen."

He frowned, changed his shoes and smiled bitterly: "Uncle George, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"Oh! Fish-flavored shredded pork, stir-fried diced chicken, marinated Duxian..."

Why can the name of the dish be so slippery...

"There are also Leco Chicken Wings!"

Finally I was wrong...

Walking to the kitchen, Su Ran was washing fruit, looked up at him, and put a freshly cut carambola in front of him: "Take this to grandpa first, and then come back to cook."

"Mr. Su, do you really want me to do it? I think your technique is quite good too. Look at this carambola cut, the pieces are crystal clear, and the spacing is just right. The top is comparable to the stars in the sky, and the bottom is comparable to the five horns in the sea."

"Fu Xingfeng, even if you are a flower, you have to cook this meal." Su Ran picked up the white cloth on the table, shook it lightly, wiped her hands clean, and took out her watch and put it on her wrist. .

That means—he will do the rest.

"Ms. Su..." He bit his lip and wanted to be coquettish, but Su Ran just picked up the fruit plate and walked out.

Uh... diced chicken and shredded pork!

Can you fry yourself.I don't want to turn on the stove!

Forget it, the induction cooker is the same, that is, it can only serve one dish at a time, and it is very slow, so let’s prepare the marinade first!

He was busy in the kitchen for a while, when Su Ran came over with an empty fruit plate: "Grandpa is urging, how is it going?"

"The soup is already cooking, and the rice is almost ready." He was busy preparing ingredients, but he didn't cook.

"Well, the rice is almost ready, you can cook." Su Ran's slender index finger tapped the rice cooker twice, as gracefully as if she was playing the piano.

"Um, yes..."

Under Su Ran's gaze, he reluctantly walked to the stove, poured the oil into the pot and turned it around. As soon as he touched the button, his heart beat faster, and he stood there for half a minute.

Su Ran leaned against the door, folded her arms and looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"Fu Xingfeng, what are you thinking?"

"Ah? Ah!!!"

In astonishment, he suddenly opened the stove and swiped it to the maximum. The dark blue fire engulfed the bottom of the pot like a will-o'-the-wisp, and tended to spread upwards, as if it wanted to swallow his left hand and pull him into it together. hell.

He screamed and hugged Su Ran tightly, but when he tried to shout again, someone covered his mouth.

"Why are you crazy?" Su Ran frowned, let go of his hand and picked up the apron belt behind his neck, trying to straighten him.

The flames were still jumping, making the sound of "sizzling" sparks, like blades intersecting. He buried his head in Su Ran's shoulder blades, shivering with his arms around the person in front of him: "Don't, I'm afraid. I came out of the hospital I'll be afraid in the future."

"What's wrong with you? Fu Xingfeng." Su Ran suddenly reached out and covered his head with his four cool fingers like a tranquilizer, half of his fear disappeared immediately.

He loosened his grip a little bit, pinched Su's shirt around his waist and muttered, "I just can't see fire or smoke right now. Teacher Su, I don't want to cook. Please help me, okay?"

He was coquettishly unpromising, and the person in his arms probably thought he was disgusting, so he immediately froze in place, then pushed him away in the next second, reached out and turned off the fire on the stove.

"That's why last time you used that electric cooker that didn't cook for half a day to cook mushroom chicken soup for me?"

Like a child who made a mistake, he hooked his chin and secretly glanced at Su Ran, then responded in a low voice.

"You are such a wonderful flower."

Su Ran pursed her lips and mocked him, there was no contempt in her slightly curved eyes, but a little doting surprise.After speaking, she pinched his elbow and made him turn half a circle on the spot.

The fragrance of verbena came to him again, this time the vampire hunter grabbed the "chain" on his lower back and relaxed it.Long and powerful arms wrapped around him from back to front, trying to take off his apron.

The cold belt buckle was like a cross soaked in holy water, tightly attached to his lower back, ready to be imprinted with Su Ran's exclusive mark.

He twisted his waist slightly to escape, but was held down by Su Ran again.

"Don't move around." Su Ran murmured in a low voice, "It's hooked to the strap."

His heart beat faster again, the breath of verbena scorched his skin, his fingertips, back waist, and spine were stiff and hot, I don't know whether it was intentional or not, when Su Ran lifted his apron from the top of his head, he still used Scratch his earbone lightly with your fingers.

Su Ran had already put on her apron, turned on the stove and started cooking.But he hasn't recovered yet, and he doesn't even have the fear of flames.

However, Su Ran thought that he was frozen in place in fear.

"Turn your back, don't look at it." Su Ran flipped the pot skillfully, "I'll cook the vegetables, but you are in charge of the soup."

He nodded in a daze, and moved to the induction cooker like a crab, and started to pickle it.

It was very strange, there was clearly a fire behind him, but as long as he didn't see it, he wasn't afraid at all.

In the past, even if he heard this situation, he would beat his heart.

Half an hour later, a sumptuous dinner was completed.

With chicken wings in his mouth, George kept praising: "It's delicious! Fengzi is delicious!"

"Oh, today is really rare. I can eat the dishes made by Xingfeng through Ranran's light, um... really good!" Fu Jin also praised him without hesitation, "It's just that this soup is too bland. The dishes are impeccable!"

"That's right, I didn't do it before, I was accumulating experience outside. Today, I will show you my hands at will. Sigh, it's not a delicacy, it can barely be compared to the imperial chef of the capital! As for this pickled Duxian, I It's because the burn was light on purpose, too much salt is not good. It hurts the kidneys!" He boasted of "his achievements" to the sky, got up and poured another bowl of soup for Fu Jin and Su Ran, "Right, Baby Su Ran. "

Su Ran gave him a deep look.

The hot air curling up from the soup bowl seemed to make Su Ran's cheeks slightly red, as beautiful as a painting.

"It's time to eat, don't be blind and serious." Fu Jin knocked on his bowl angrily, but there was an uncontrollable smile on the corner of his mouth.

***

With Fu Jin around, the two had to spend the night in a bedroom.

It's clearly autumn, but the air conditioner is still turned on in the house.The low temperature made Fu Xingfeng curl up in the quilt, and he unconsciously got together with Su Ran in his sleep.

Su Ran wiped off Fu Xingfeng's socks again, and before he murmured, warmed Fu Xingfeng's slightly cold feet with his own legs.

The bedroom was surprisingly quiet, only the sound of Fu Xingfeng's breathing, like the sound of peach blossoms falling in the wind, circling in Su Ran's ears.

Under the peach blossom tree is a young man with star-like eyebrows.

Su Ran quietly leaned over and kissed someone on the tip of the nose.

"Hmph." Fu Xingfeng touched his nose with his hand, and turned over impatiently, "Why are there still mosquitoes..."

Although he had changed his posture, Fu Xingfeng's feet still stepped on his legs, as if he was used to it.

Su Ran took a deep breath and felt that she was crazy.

I like Fu Xingfeng...

A rich prodigal son?

An agreed husband who still thinks about divorcing him a year later?

But it was for his sake, suddenly innocent and kind.

Hmm... not bad.

Maybe with a few more tries, he'll find that he's just doing it on a whim.

Su Ran moved forward slightly, Fu Xingfeng had a slightly sweet smell, which he had never smelled before.

like peaches.

It was the Monkey King who had turned into a young boy, and got drunk in the peach garden of the Queen Mother, so he also carried a faint peach fragrance on his body.

It's so sweet that people can't help but want to get close again...

"Dad, answer the phone, Dad, answer the phone."

The phone rang suddenly, and Fu Xingfeng habitually stretched out his hand to touch the back, and he retreated quickly so as not to appear that he was very close.

The person in front of him fumbled around and finally turned the phone from under the pillow, squinted and opened the screen.

"Hey."

Fu Xingfeng answered the phone on the bed, did not shy away from him at all, and even explained his state to the other party.

"Laozi is sleeping with Su Ran, why are you doing that!"

The author has something to say: Su Ran: Jin Ming, do you know what "can't carry clearly" means?