Group pet little magic chef

Yan Qing's little heart was pounding and beating fast. When he entered the office, he happened to meet Ji Ling and was grabbed by him.

Seeing that his face was flushed, Ji Ling reached out to touch his forehead worriedly, "Qingqing, why is your face so red? Do you have a fever? Or heat stroke? Is there any discomfort? If not, go to the hospital to see .”

Yan Qing turned his head away, feeling a little guilty, and didn't dare to meet Ji Ling's eyes, he hesitated and said: "No, no, I just ran over because I was afraid of being late, it's a bit hot."

"really?"

"Ah."

"Oh, that's good." Ji Ling was relieved when he saw that he was not sick, and said with a smile, "Don't be so anxious, there are still 10 minutes."

"Isn't it because I'm afraid of being late?"

Yan Qing returned to her workstation and sat down, took a few deep breaths before her heart rate gradually calmed down.

Although the heartbeat is normal, the brain is still in a state of boiling and cannot be calmed down.

This man, Su Yuan, is all his fault. What is Cha Gang?If you say it's so ambiguous, and you're not a lover, why check?

And rub my head!

Yan Qing stretched out his hand and touched his head, feeling that the temperature of Su Yuan's palm still remained on it...

"Qingqing, what are you doing?" Ji Ling came over with a glass of water.

"Ah?" Yan Qing quickly pawed and straightened her hair a few times, "It's okay, what's wrong?"

Ji Ling laughed twice and reminded him: "Remember to make porridge for me at noon! You need to put more ingredients in it."

"Okay." Yan Qing agreed, which was promised to him last night.

Ji Ling: "Great! This bowl of porridge is really hard-won!"

Thinking of the sad experience last night, Ji Ling wanted to wipe away his tears, and he would not be able to go to the dungeon of the most secluded place with Qingqing in the future.

"What porridge?" Yuan Yu suddenly appeared, grabbed Ji Ling's shoulder and said, "I want to drink too!"

Ji Ling answered him: "Just the porridge with mushrooms, scallops and abalone that Qingqing made for Mr. Su yesterday. I played games with Qingqing yesterday, and he promised to cook it for me today."

Yuan Yu gulped down his saliva when he heard this, and then stared at Yan Qing longingly with his round eyes: "Qingqing, I also want to~"

"Okay, no problem!" The cooking for one person is just one pot for two people, Yan Qing agreed, "I'll tell Master to let him help cook a pot of porridge first."

"Yeah~!" Yuan Yu clapped Ji Ling happily, "Qingqing, you are so kind!"

"What what? What are you talking about? Qingqing, did you give them a little treat? You can't favor one person over another, the listener has a share, and we want it too!"

"Yeah, how could we be missing?"

Several people next to the office heard it and asked for it.

Ji Ling retorted loudly: "Why do you have everything! Do you want to exhaust us to death?"

"Then why do you have it?"

"I played games with Qingqing yesterday! Qingqing promised me."

"What about Yuan Yu?"

Yuan Yu crossed his waist and said confidently: "I am the senior directly under Qingqing, and I have helped Qingqing a lot! Hmph!"

"We're helping too!"

"What did you do to help?"

Not to be outdone, the man blurted out: "Didn't we brush up a lot of materials?"

Yan Qing: "? What material?"

That person: "..." Oops, I accidentally said it!

other people:"……"

Ji Ling hurriedly played sloppy eyes: "You just helped move the kitchen ingredients from downstairs, what is this?"

The others nodded together: "That's right."

That person: "..." I was working for everyone's welfare just now!

Yan Qing felt that they all looked a little strange, but they couldn't figure it out, but since everyone knew to make porridge, it's okay to cook a little more.

Anyway, just change the pot.

"I'll ask Master if we can add some porridge for lunch."

Everyone stared at each other: "Wow, wow!"

Ji Ling felt wronged: "Obviously only I have, but now I have all of them!"

Yan Qingchao winked at him.

Ji Ling: "?"

Yan Qing touched the phone and sent him a message.

【Yanqing: I'll cook an extra dish for you. 】

[Ji Ling is so happy to be able to eat Qingqing's dishes every day:! !Really? 】

【Yan Qing: Yes. 】

[Ji Ling is so happy to be able to eat Qingqing's dishes every day: Good!Comparing Heart.jpg]

At noon, Yanqing took advantage of the time of stewing pork ribs to make a big pot of porridge with mushrooms, scallops, abalone and abalone.

Everyone was overjoyed.

"Ah, this porridge is so fresh and sweet, if only I could drink it every day!"

"The porridge cooked by Qingqing is different! I can still drink a big bowl!"

"I didn't expect to be able to eat the food made by Shang Qingqing today. I didn't have any share today. I am so happy!"

"Me too, I only have two meals to eat."

Yan Qing remembered, they held that PK competition, many people couldn't eat their own cooked dishes for every meal.

He asked Gao Ming beside him: "Master, why don't I make an extra porridge or soup every day? This is a big portion, everyone should be able to eat it."

Gao Ming glanced at him with a smile in his eyes: "All right, you don't need to worry about trouble."

Yan Qing shook his head: "No trouble, anyway, many dishes have to be simmered for a while, and you can also make porridge during this time. The soup is basically the previous work, and you can wait for it to be cooked. You should take care of it."

Ji Ling was very happy when he heard that, "Then we can eat more of the same!"

Yuan Yu also nodded desperately: "Okay, okay, Qingqing, you do it!"

After a while, the news spread among the crowd, and everyone was very happy.

“Qingqing is a beautiful person~”

"Qingqing, if you need help with anything in the future, just call us, you're welcome!"

"Yes, you can do anything! You can go on a blind date, catch a rape, beat a mistress, anything!"

"Hahaha!"

……

There was joyful laughter in the restaurant, and Yan Qing was in a good mood seeing everyone so happy.

In fact, it was a matter of convenience. I didn't expect everyone to be so happy and so moved.

The co-workers are so cute.Yan Qing thought.

In the afternoon, Su Yuan got the news from somewhere and sent a message to Yan Qing.

[Su Yuan: I heard that you have to add porridge or soup for lunch and dinner every day? 】

[Yan Qing: Yes, Mr. Su, you heard that everyone is very happy. 】

[Su Yuan: ...you made the porridge specially made for me for others to eat, so what should I eat? 】

【Yanqing: You can eat it too. 】

【Suyuan:...】

【Yanqing: What's wrong? 】

【Suyuan:...】

Yan Qing was holding the mobile phone, looking at the ellipsis, a little confused.

Mr. Su, what's the matter?Speechless, are you angry again?

Why is this man so angry!

Don't talk about being angry!

Mensao!

After thinking about it, after all, he is his boss and his parents, so he still needs to be coaxed.

[Yan Qing: Mr. Su, what do you want to eat?I do it for you? 】

【Suyuan: Right Hum.gif】

Sure enough, I was angry.Yan Qing thought for a while, and coaxed again.

【Yanqing: touch your head.gif】

【Suyuan:...】

[Su Yuan: Cook another porridge for me alone at night. 】

[Su Yuan: Don't be like them! 】

Yan Qing suddenly saw what Su Yuan meant, and he blinked in disbelief, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

This man is so awkward.

And a little...cute.

[Yanqing: Alright, I'll do it for you alone. 】

[Su Yuan: I will arrive at the company around 06:30. 】

[Yanqing: Good. 】

Arriving at the kitchen at [-]:[-] p.m., Yan Qing first washed the rice by himself and put it in a casserole to make porridge. Then he made the winter melon pork ribs soup for everyone and put it in the pot. Finally, he went to stir-fry.

He was so busy until he got off work at six o'clock, he watched the time, and under Gao Ming's guidance, he cooked a pot of raw crab roe porridge.

Stir-fry with onion and salted egg yolk until fragrant, then add the female crab with full crab roe produced in Moyuli and stir-fry, and finally add white porridge to cook. After seasoning, the strong aroma makes Gao Ming take a deep breath.

"It's so fragrant!"

Yan Qing tasted it, and frowned: "Master, this porridge also has that strange smell of mutton fed with traditional Chinese medicine."

Gao Ming: "...Yes, this crab is also specially bred. It is good for Mr. Su's health. He likes to eat this kind of crab."

Yan Qing was stunned, "It turns out that's the case. I said that Mr. Su seems to like this kind of taste very much, as did the lamb and chicken before."

Yan Qing looked at his phone, just in time Su Yuan had come back to the restaurant, he put out a bowl of porridge and put it on the dinner plate, and put a plate of his own stir-fried vegetables and served it out together with the tableware.

"Boss Su, you can eat."

Su Yuan glanced at the porridge, which was different from the others, and was satisfied: "Well, what about yours? Bring it over and eat it together."

"I'll take it."

Yan Qing went to bring her own food again, and sat opposite Su Yuan.

At this time, most people in the restaurant had finished eating and left, leaving only a few people.

Su Yuan: "Did you delay getting off work?"

"It's okay, anyway, I don't have anything to do when I go back tonight." Yan Qing glanced at him and asked, "How does this crab porridge taste?"

Su Yuan: "It's okay."

Yan Qing was relieved, "Can I finish this bowl?" Su Yuan used to drink about half a bowl.

"You're asking for a lot."

"Eat more if it tastes good."

Su Yuan didn't speak any more and concentrated on eating.

His posture is very elegant, his hands are very beautiful, with well-defined joints and slender fingers. He slowly stirs the porridge in the bowl with a porcelain white spoon, eating at a moderate speed, with almost no sound.

Yan Qing was a little fascinated by it for a while, the painting that day had to be revised, the fingers had to be longer, the curvature of the nails was wrong, and the color of the hands had to be lighter...

When Su Yuan raised his eyes, he saw Yan Qing and was dumbfounded again. Following his line of sight, was he looking at his own hand?

"..."

Su Yuan simply stretched out his hand in front of him.

Yan Qing snapped back to her senses and looked at him puzzled.

Su Yuan: "Look."

Yan Qing: "?"

Su Yuan clicked his tongue, "Don't you want to draw?"

Yan Qing blushed, "Uh, Mr. Su is sorry."

Su Yuan snorted, "For the sake of cooking porridge for me, I allow you to watch it for one minute. Ten seconds have passed now."

Yan Qing: "! Why is it only 1 minute?"

"Otherwise, how long do you want? Love to watch or not." Saying that, he was about to withdraw his hand.

"No, let me see!" Yan Qing reflexively rushed over and grabbed his hand.

Su Yuan's hand temperature is relatively low, warm and cool, while Yan Qing's hand is very warm, holding it with both hands, the palm and the back of the hand are touching, the skin feels real, both of them froze for a moment.

Su Yuan came to his senses first, with a smile in his eyes, and looked at the opposite person with a half-smile.

Yan Qing withdrew her hand like an electric shock, shrank under the table, rubbed it slightly, and then clenched it tightly.

The roots of his ears were very hot, but he still fought for his own welfare, coughed lightly, and said, "I saw it, don't go back on your word."

Su Yuan watched the person facing him turn red little by little, and the corners of his lips curled up, but he put his hand on the table and didn't take it back.

"Don't go back on your word, let's see."

Yan Qing stared at the hand carefully with downcast eyes, and discovered something new. Su Yuan's hand is not only slender and beautiful, but also has delicate skin. The blue blood vessels are obvious, which seems to be darker than ordinary people?

"Mr. Su, can I take a photo?" Yan Qing looked up at Su Yuan and said seriously, "There will be deviations in memory."

Su Yuan raised his eyebrows: "Want to shoot?"

Yan Qing nodded, if one part can be photographed at a time, the whole person can be assembled.

Su Yuan snorted and withdrew his hand, "This is another price, what do you exchange for it?"

Yan Qing: "..." You are really an excellent businessman!

He pondered for a while, and it seemed that he had nothing else to offer Su Yuan except his cooking skills.

However, he couldn't satisfy him all at once, otherwise there would be nothing to exchange in the future.

He raised his eyes and asked tentatively, "I'll make you shredded chicken porridge with mushrooms tomorrow? Use your favorite specially farmed chicken? Add bamboo fungus matsutake and black truffle?"

Su Yuan seemed to think for a while, then nodded reluctantly: "All right."

"That's great! Then Mr. Su, put your hands like this." Yan Qing immediately took out his mobile phone, and asked Su Yuan to arrange his hands according to his requirements, and took several pictures from various angles.

Seeing his satisfied smile, Su Yuan couldn't help curling his lips.

So easy to satisfy, really simple human beings.