Wrongly provoked the rich and cold

"Cough cough..."

A puff of cigarettes choked Zuo Feng until he coughed, touched his forehead, forget it, how could he understand the taste of the boss, this woman really can't find too many advantages, there are a lot of disadvantages, she is still a little rotten girl , in short, the woman Zuo Feng can fall in love with must be Qi Wei's kind of feminine, this kind of yellow-haired little girl really doesn't know much about style.

"I'll take you back now, don't mention today's matter to your elder brother, you understand?"

"Well, I know." Su Mo raised his right hand high, snatched the cigarette from Zuo Feng's mouth and threw it out of the car window, "You men like to smoke and drink, and you've choked like this, and you still smoke, I can't stand it."

"Sister, I'm afraid of you." Zuo Feng shook his head helplessly, women are troublesome.

"Oh, by the way, you and Bei have known each other for so many years, you must know what he likes to eat, what he doesn't like, and where he often goes, so." Su Mo grinned and showed two rows of white teeth. He hugged Zuo Feng's arm, "Brother Zuo Feng, you are a good man and will do it to the end."

Zuo Feng trembled twice, this woman is really good at turning her face!

……

In the kitchen, Su Mo was humming and brushing the dishes. The fire on the stove had been turned on, and chicken and mushroom soup was being stewed in the stew pot. Checking the time, it was 15:[-] p.m.

The rice in the rice cooker has already jumped to keep warm, and the cut vegetables are ready. When Gu Beichen comes back, he can cook the vegetables.

The kitchen door was wide open. In order to easily hear the movement in the living room, when Su Mo was brushing the fifth new plate, he heard the sound of the iron door opening outside.

Su Mo put down the plate, ran out of the kitchen, and opened the living room door. Gu Beichen was about to reach out to open the door.

"I'm back." Smiled sweetly at Gu Beichen, took his hand, his hand was very cold, Su Mo took Gu Beichen's hand, walked to the living room, pressed Gu Beichen on the sofa, put his hands on his shoulders, and said , "Are you hungry? Wait for a while to eat, you sit down first."

After finishing speaking, he poured a cup of hot water and put it on the tea table, stretched out his hand and scratched Gu Beichen's nose, and said playfully, "Add some food today."

"You came here so early?" Seeing Su Mo's smiling eyes bent like crescent moons, a warm current flowed through Gu Beichen's heart. As soon as he entered the house, he could smell the fragrance of rice. There was a white sprig in the vase on the coffee table. Perfume Lily, with a dog beside her, and a cute little woman standing in front of her, this feeling of home is getting stronger and stronger.

"If I don't come earlier, if you come early, you won't be hungry." Su Mo put the water glass in Gu Beichen's palm, held his hands, and said, "Hands are so cold, cover them with heat first, The rice is ready, just fry a few dishes and the meal will be ready."

After speaking, he got up and went to the kitchen.

As soon as Su Mo let go of her hand, Gu Beichen felt inexplicably lost. Her hand and her smile made him so infatuated that he couldn't extricate himself.

After taking a sip of water, he stood up and came to the door of the kitchen. As soon as he reached the door, he smelled a smell of stewed chicken.

This is the smell of chicken stewed with mushrooms. It is my mother's best dish. Since the day my mother passed away, I have never smelled such a similar smell.

There was another throbbing in my heart, and I finally walked into the kitchen.

At this time, Su Mo put on his apron, lifted the lid of the soup pot, filled a big bowl of soup, put the lid on, and turned around with the bowl in hand.

As soon as he turned around, he almost bumped into Gu Beichen's body. He was so startled that he let go of his hand.

Seeing that the bowl was about to fall, Gu Beichen hurriedly caught it with his hands and quickly put it on the dining table.

"Why didn't you make a sound when you came in? It scared me a lot." Su Mo, who was still in shock, didn't care about reproaches, and hurriedly took Gu Beichen's hand, looked left and right, "Have you been tortured?"

"I'm fine." The concern on Su Mo's face caused the softest part of Gu Beichen's heart to hit hard again, he pulled out his hand, and gave Su Mo a fried chestnut, "This will scare you. Is there a ghost? Or have you done something guilty?"

"No, it's you who always come and go, you still blame me for scaring me." Su Mo pouted, pulled the chair over to Gu Beichen's side, "I was just about to bring you a bowl of soup, let you drink the soup first, Anyone who thinks you will come in."

Gu Beichen inhaled the aroma vigorously, sat down on the chair, and said with a smile, "It smells very good."

"Drink it while it's hot." Seeing Gu Beichen's praise, Su Mo's whole body was energized. He took the soup and put it into a bowl, and said with a smile, "You have to wash your hands before meals."

"Hurry up and cook, damn woman!" Gu Beichen took the spoon and blew gently.

"When you finish drinking, my dishes will be ready." Su Mo scratched his nose and turned around.

"Remember to wash your hands after touching your nose." Gu Beichen kindly reminded him while lowering his head and drinking the soup.

"Drink your soup, handsome guy!" Su Mo raised the corners of his mouth, and went to the sink to wash his hands obediently. The man must have eyes on the back of his head, and he could see it all.

The cooking sounds of "crack" and "crack" sounded, Su Mo grinned, and Gu Beichen slowly tasted the chicken soup. The chicken soup was delicious, and the smell of mushrooms soaked into the chicken. Once in the mouth, the aroma spread from the tongue Come.

Turning his face, he looked at Su Mo's back. When he was a child, his mother always liked to stew a pot of chicken soup. He looked at his mother's back while drinking the soup, talking about everything that happened at school during the day and carrying textbooks. , That sense of happiness and satisfaction made his entire childhood happy.

Now this feeling is like returning to the past. The woman in front of him makes him more and more attached to, even longing for. This feeling has always existed like this.

Su Mo turned around to get the salt, but saw Gu Beichen looking up at her, his face became hot again, panicked, picked up the chaff and sprinkled it on the vegetables.

Turning his back to Gu Beichen, his face burned even worse, and the gaze behind him seemed to be still staring.

"There's still a lot more in the pot after drinking."

"I install it myself."

Gu Beichen drank the last sip of soup in the bowl, with endless aftertaste, got up, walked to Su Mo's side, and opened the soup pot.

Filled with soup, Gu Beichen picked up another bowl, which was also filled with soup.

"Are you hot? Are you so red?" Putting the lid on, turning his face away, he saw Su Mo whose face was as red as a monkey's butt.

"Well, it's a little hot." Staring at her so closely, Su Mo's cooking movements were a little sluggish.

"I'll wipe it off." Gu Beichen took a tissue and gently wiped the sweat off Su Mo's forehead.

Su Mo's hands stopped completely, staring at the steaming dishes, her heart "thumped" very hard.

She felt it, she really felt it.

"Damn woman, the food is mushy."

There was a burning smell in the air, Gu Beichen gently reminded.

"Ah!" Su Mo screamed as if waking up from a dream, and hurriedly picked up the pot, "Go away, disturb my cooking, you have to eat up this mushy dish!"