Mr. Stove King is new

Ever since Chu Qi told Yang Chen the bad news that the box couldn't be opened, Yang Chen's expression was quite serious.Yan Sheng is not dead, and sooner or later he will make a comeback. Instead of waiting for him to heal his wounds and rectify the ghost soldiers to attack him, it is better to take advantage of his current weakness and take the initiative to attack to eliminate hidden dangers in the future.

"But how do you know where he is hiding?" Chu Qi was worried, "Could it be that you are going to the underworld to find him?"

"Don't worry." Yang Chen kissed Chu Qi's forehead, "We can invite you into the urn."

In the following days, Yang Chen was extremely busy. Not only did he have to deal with matters related to Weiqing Kyushu, but he also had to contact his old subordinates at night—Chu Qi saw Yang Chen burning paper money on the balcony several times in the middle of the night. If he didn’t know that this was Yang Chen Chen's contact information, probably scared to death.

This weekend, Yang Chen finally didn't have to go to the company, and rarely slept until almost eleven o'clock.Because of Yang Chen's busy schedule, Chu Qi was quite familiar with ordering takeaways during this period of time. She picked up her phone and wanted to place an order, but was stopped by Yang Chen.

"What's wrong?" Chu Qi wondered, "Aren't you hungry?"

"I'll do it today." Yang Chen kissed Chu Qi, got up from the bed, saw Chu Qi having fun in surprise, and felt a feeling of being melted by the warmth in his heart.

"Have you finished your work?" Chu Qi followed Yang Chen's ass to the kitchen like a tail, "If you're busy, forget it, I'll order takeaway."

Yang Chen saw Chu Qi drooling while persuading the duplicity demo, he couldn't help but said, "Don't worry, I'm resting today." After speaking, he moved to Chu Qi, whispered, "Relax on the bed."

Chu Qi blushed, ignored Yang Chen, and left the kitchen without looking back.

Coat both sides of the thawed lamb chops with seasonings and set aside, Yang Chen fried some French fries, blanched the beautiful broccoli in hot water, and cut some tasty onions and the like.Pour olive oil into the frying pan, heat it up and pour the lamb chops in. The lamb chops will explode with a sizzling sound, and the lamb chops will gradually be covered with a golden coat.When the lamb chops were perfectly charred on the outside and tender on the inside, Yang Chen put it on a plate and called Chu Qi over.

Chu Qi couldn't help it when he smelled the fragrance, but he still thought about Yang Chen playing a hooligan on him just now, so he pretended to be cold and said, "What are you doing?"

"There is saliva at the corner of the mouth." Yang Chen deliberately teased him.

Chu Qi subconsciously raised her hand, and realized that she had been tricked before she even touched the corner of her mouth. She snorted and turned around to leave, but Yang Chen held the lamb chops and handed them to his mouth, "Do you want to eat?"

Chu Qi endured it for a while, took a bite of the lamb chops, and gnawed on the broken pot, hum, what is face, can it be eaten?

Chu Qi gnawed by herself, and at the same time held it for Yang Chen to gnaw. Therefore, the first dish was wiped out before Yang Chen's second dish was cooked.The two of them ate while cooking, and when the meal was finished, their bellies became round.

The two leaned against each other and sat on the sofa watching TV. After watching for a few minutes, Chu Qi nestled into Yang Chen's arms and sat there. After a few minutes, the two of them had already forgotten about the heart-piercing female ghost on TV. Son, let's kiss.

That's when the doorbell rang.

Chu Qi jumped up like an electric shock, "Who is it?"

Yang Chen was quite calm, he tidied up the clothes of the two of them, looked through the peephole, and opened the door, "Mom, why are you here?"

Mother Yang saw her son's red lips sharply, but she didn't say anything, and walked in the door with a smile, "It's almost the fifteenth day of August, and it happens to be your birthday. Your grandma asked me to come and ask you, our family Where are people going to celebrate?" As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Chu Qi's lips that were also red, even sparkling.

Mother Yang's heart skipped a beat, "Son, what did you and Qiqi have for lunch?"