Good looks are amazing

Walking to the door of the kitchen, leaning against the door, watching Qiao Luyuan with his back turned to him, taking the noodles out of the pot and soaking them in cold water.It looks like this is the first time cooking.

The 1.9-meter-tall man is wearing pajamas and an apron tied around his waist. He looks so attractive no matter how he looks.

This is my own boss, capable of writing and martial arts, who can go to the hall and go to the kitchen.If anyone marries him in the future, the luck will be bursting.The Zhanchi family admired it unrestrainedly, and felt emotional.

"Come here to help if you have nothing to do." Qiao Luyuan spoke at the right time and said to the people behind him.

He had been spotted since he left the room and closed the door, thinking that he would come in to help, but he didn't want to watch him busy at the door.Could it be that I pampered him too much, which made him so courageous?

"Okay." The Zhanchi family walked up to Qiao Luyuan, washed their hands first, and then asked, "Boss, what should I do?"

Qiao Luyuan thought for a while, it seemed that there was nothing he wanted to do.The haggis soup is already on fire, and the noodles have been taken out, just wait for the haggis soup to boil and put it in.

After thinking about it for a while, he said, "Take out the bowl, it's fine."

The Zhanchi family nodded. Although he is a kitchen rookie, he still knows how to fight.Don't be afraid that it will be unpalatable. After all, the haggis soup tastes very good, and the noodles are bland. After putting it in, it will also taste like soup.

After 2 minutes, the haggis soup was ready. Qiao Luyuan put the noodles in without covering the pot, and watched the noodles roll with the soup, haggis, and vegetables.Although it is not as fresh as last night, it should still taste good.

After a while, Qiao Luyuan turned off the fire, and carefully filled the noodles with a bowl.I wanted to bring the noodles to the table, but the bowl was not insulated, so I couldn't bring it up several times.

"Boss, I'll serve it. My hands have many calluses, so I'm not afraid of being scalded." Looking at Qiao Luyuan's slender, white hands, Zhanchi's family sighed in their hearts. These should be hands for writing, not for rough work.

Qiao Luyuan didn't stop him, he took off his apron and threw it on the sink, picked up the chopsticks and spoon, and followed him out.

The Zhanchi family took the chopsticks from Qiao Luyuan, clasped their hands together, and sincerely thanked, "Thank you, boss!"

Whether it was cooking for him, or cooking his share by the way, the Zhanchi family was very moved, after all, no one had cooked for him for a long time.In Jiufang Street, all three meals are bought, and I still miss such a homely life.

Besides, Qiao Luyuan is an imposing boss, washing his hands and making soup, this is not the treatment that ordinary people have.

"Eat it, the taste should be mediocre, not as good as those made by chefs." Qiao Luyuan smiled, lowered his head to scoop up a spoonful of soup, blew on it, and then drank it slowly.

The Zhanchi family didn't respond right away, they took a big mouthful of noodles and put them in their mouths, but it was too hot, so they spit them back into the bowl, covered their mouths with their hands, and kept breathing. "Lick" and "lick" the palate, a layer of skin should have been burned off.

"Why are you in such a hurry, and you're not in a hurry." Qiao Luyuan frowned. Is this person a fool? How could the noodles that were just cooked not be hot?He got up and went to the kitchen and brought him a bottle of ice water.

The Zhanchi family shook their hands, indicating that they were fine, took a sip of the ice water, and said, "Isn't this the noodles cooked by the boss are too fragrant, I couldn't help it, and it burned."

"Make it up, keep making it up." Of course, Qiao Luyuan didn't believe it. This person's flattering skills are getting better and better.