I tear up the scumbag man with my hands on the love affair, and the whole network is overjoyed

The addition of Gu Wenci made the atmosphere in the kitchen drop below zero.

The main reason was that Shier was annoyed when he saw him, and he didn't want to talk to him, so he simply went to Yan Heqiu's side.

"The rice is ready, I can help you with anything."

"Then it's ready, help me taste the saltiness?"

"I'm good at this job!"

Shier stared at the fried eggs in the pan with delight, the aroma wafted in the air, making her salivate.

The corners of Yan Heqiu's mouth curled up in joy.

Gu Wenci stared at this scene gloomyly from the side.

It is precisely because I have seen her humble to dusty appearance in front of him that I can't see her bright sunshine at the moment.

The woman who once courted him humblely, now smiles happily in front of other men, why!

He must make her fall in love with him again!

"Omelette is too simple, Er Er, I will use eggs to cook other dishes for you." Gu Wenci smiled confidently.

Yan Heqiugui is the film king, even if he knows how to cook, it's just some simple home-cooked dishes, nothing out of the ordinary.

He hid in the toilet and looked up some recipes just now, and his performance must be better than Yan Heqiu's.

What about the actor?

Just an actor.

Gu Wenci brought the sponsor's milk and stirred it with the egg liquid.

Heat the butter in the pan, pour the egg mixture after the butter melts, and the milk fragrance will waft instantly.

After a simple stir-fry until half-cooked, the tender and sweet Western-style scrambled eggs are out of the pan, and then sprinkled with black peppercorns while they are hot.

Full color, aroma and taste.

He picked up the scrambled eggs and looked over confidently, "Er..."

I can't laugh for a second.

While he was making this Western-style scrambled egg, there were already eight different egg dishes on the cooking table beside Yan Heqiu.

Poached eggs, hot spring eggs, sauced eggs, egg custard, egg-filled pancakes, runny eggs, egg salad dressing, and even freshly baked sweet egg cakes.

In this comparison, Gu Wen was completely defeated.

He questioned unwillingly, "Didn't you say that there are only eggs in the refrigerator! Did Emperor Yan keep the ingredients privately?"

"Are you OK?"

Shier glanced at him speechlessly, "Aren't the sponsor's milk, the flour in the cupboard, and the ingredients here? You don't have to blame anyone?"

Gu Wenci choked for a moment.

So many dishes can be made with only milk, flour, and eggs?

I thought Yan Heqiu only knew a thing or two about cooking, but turned out to be proficient? ?

Shi'er took a bite of the chicken cake contentedly, and squinted at Wenci triumphantly.

Xiao Mian, comparing cooking skills with Yan Heqiu is not digging his own grave.

One must know that during the few days when she lived with Yan Heqiu, Yan Heqiu cooked a Manchu banquet for her in different ways.

"Is it delicious?" Yan Heqiu asked with a smile.

"good to eat!"

She raised her chin in a great mood, as if she was the one who won the cooking skill.

Yan Heqiu's eyes were even more smiling.

【What kind of peerless good man is Crane God! 】

[Is Crane God's cooking so good? ?As a 9-year-old fan, I don’t even know about it]

[The man with cerebellar atrophy still dared to provoke the Crane God, he lost miserably! 】

【Husband wins, wife looks proud~】

In the living room, the firewood moving group has returned.

Except for Geng Jia who was still full of energy, Zhuo Fei and You Yuchen were completely exhausted, leaning on the sofa and panting.

Shi Er very conscientiously brought the egg dish over.

"Stuff this up before lunch."

Zhuo Fei's eyes lit up, and she immediately got up, "This was done by Film Emperor Yan? I have to thank Film Emperor Yan!"

Then he walked into the kitchen.

【I can hear the abacus ringing】

[Stay away from my man! ! 】

Zhuo Fei went in full of anticipation, and came back with an embarrassed face.

I wanted to use this to communicate with Emperor Yan, so that Emperor Yan could feel the difference between her and other women.

Unexpectedly, Emperor Yan sent her away when he said that he didn't like being disturbed by others while cooking.

She didn't even have a chance to speak!

But she didn't want to lose face in front of Shi'er, so she pretended to be helpless and said: "Yan Yingdi is too gentle, he must think that too much kitchen fume is bad for girls, so he didn't want me to stay in there."

Geng Jia bit the chicken cake and asked puzzledly: "But didn't the eldest brother help the kitchen all the time just now?"

Zhuo Fei's complexion changed slightly, and she said stiffly, "A kitchen assistant is a kitchen assistant, it's different."

【Only the mouth of the deceased was hard from top to bottom】

[Laughing to death, don't make love, I just despise you]

Shier also saw through but didn't tell the truth, got up and went back to the kitchen.

But faintly felt a gloomy gaze staring at him.

Looking back, You Yuchen was obediently eating egg custard.

Not her illusion.

The little black glutinous rice balls stared at her.

Soon, the grocery shopping group also came back.

Regardless of Xie Xing's dissuasion, Ruan Qingwei took the initiative to carry the most things, her cheeks were slightly red from the cold, and she couldn't wait to come to the kitchen.

"Yan Yingdi, I have bought everything you wanted, is there anything I can help you with?"

Yan Heqiu looked indifferent, "Leave it alone."

Ruan Qingwei bit her lower lip, and there was a stubbornness in her eyes that I still pitied.

"Yan Yingdi, did I make you unhappy? Why are you so cold to me?"

"Extraordinarily indifferent to you?"

Yan Heqiu smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, "Is there any difference between how I treat you and them?"

"But you treat Er'er differently!"

The corners of her eyes were slightly red, and the stubbornness became more obvious.

She looks very much like the tough and unyielding little white flower heroine in the novel.

It's a pity that Yan Heqiu doesn't take that set.

"Well, it's different."

"...What?" Ruan Qingwei froze for a moment.

However, she saw the man staring at the petite figure seriously turning over the bag not far away, and there was tenderness in his eyes that she had never seen before.

"To me, you are different."

Ruan Qingwei's heart skipped a beat.

A strong uneasiness welled up in my heart.

She suddenly realized that she seemed to have underestimated Yingying Yan's feelings for Shi'er.

That is not an existence that can be easily destroyed.

[This is a confession!This is a confession!This is a confession! 】

[Can a wife be the same as an ordinary person (bushi)]

[I don't understand, who does Ruan Qingwei really like? Didn't she still like Geng Jia last week? This week, she is obsessed with Crane God? 】

[It is understandable, who can refuse the charm of the Crane God [色]]

As a conscientious helper, Shier compiled the list as soon as he bought the ingredients.

But it soon became apparent that something was wrong.

"Why is there no onion, ginger and garlic?"

These are the most basic materials, whether it is Chinese-style stir-fry or Western-style fried steak, they are essential.

"Missing something?" Ruan Qingwei hastily stepped forward to look through it, and finally felt very guilty, "It must be because I missed the purchase, I'm sorry."

"We bought it according to the list." The taciturn Xie Xing opened his mouth rarely, and put the list on the table.

Take a closer look, and there is indeed no onion, ginger, and garlic written on it.

Before Shi Er could speak, Ruan Qingwei showed embarrassment, "But... I asked Er Er to check the list before going out, and there was no problem at that time."

"So, are you blaming Qingwei for not confirming the list yourself?" Zhuo Fei looked at her pretending to be disappointed.

For a moment, all eyes in the living room fell on Shier.

Geng Jia hurriedly said: "There are too many things, it's normal for the elder brother not to remember!"

"However, that was appointed by Emperor Yan to use it." Ruan Qingwei bit her lower lip, "I thought Er'er knew Ying Ying so well, so I couldn't make a mistake..."

"I was not mistaken."

The girl's crisp voice echoed in the living room.

She took out her mobile phone and said neither humble nor overbearing: "During the inspection, I took a picture of the list."