Tyrant help me to God

Under Gu Chaoshui's increasingly pressing staring gaze, Gu Yue still gave in.

He silently squatted down in front of the stove, looking at the dark inside.

After looking at it for a while, he turned his head and asked, "Your Majesty, do you have any tools to start a fire?"

Gu Chaoshui looked at Gu Yue's reluctance, suppressed a smile, and brought him a fire bag from the side of the stove.

Gu Yue glanced at the fire box in front of him, tried to start a fire, but found that there was no firewood: "...Your Majesty, do you have any firewood?"

Gu Chaoshui pointed to the outside of the kitchen in a leisurely manner: "Husband, there are many outside, you can go and chop first, I'm not in a hurry."

After finishing speaking, he added another sentence: "Also, don't call me Your Majesty."

Gu Yue: "..."

Before Gu Yue could say anything, he pointed Gu Yue to the firewood not far from the stove.

Now, all the tools are complete. Glancing at Gu Chaoshui who was about to process the ingredients, Gu Yue sighed and squatted next to the stove, holding a torch in his hand, under which was the firewood he had just stuffed into the stove .

He tentatively opened the fire folder, and just wanted to see if there was really a fire inside, when a tongue of flame jumped out of the fire folder, instantly making Gu Yue's hand tremble, and subconsciously threw it under the stove.

I don't know if it's because the firewood is not easy to ignite. The small tongue of fire burned silently under the stove for a while, and when Gu Yue thought he had successfully ignited the fire, it gradually went out until the fire was completely gone. There was no sign of being ignited at all.

Gu Yue: "..."

Glancing at Gu Chaoshui beside him, when he realized that he didn't see the embarrassment he had just made, just as Gu Yue was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Gu Chaoshui turned his head and started to look at him.

He glanced at Gu Yue's empty hand and the still pitch-black stove, and asked in doubt, "Has the fire been lit yet?"

Shocked by Gu Chaoshui's surprised tone, Gu Yue stood up and nodded weakly: "No."

Gu Chaoshui sighed, but did not tease Gu Yue anymore: "Hei Yi, light a fire for the stove."

Gu Yue, who hadn't realized that there was a third person in the kitchen at all, heard this, but before he had time to be surprised, he saw a gust of wind blowing by, and a figure in black appeared at some point, and under Gu Yue's dull gaze, he paused. After the operation, a fire quickly ignited on the stove.

Gu Yue: "...Your Majesty, Xiaotian, Husband... Ah Chao, since there are people here, why don't you just let Hei get angry and let me come?" After changing a lot of titles, Gu Yue managed to pronounce it smoothly.

Gu Chaoshui glanced suspiciously at Hei Yi who had retired, and then looked at Gu Yue: "This is what ordinary couples do. If Hei Yi does it all, how about I let Hei Yi replace you?"

Gu Yue: "...No need."

Gu Chaoshui didn't get too entangled in this matter, he waved his hand to signal Gu Yue to come over.

Although he didn't really want to cook, but faced with the temptation of the beauty, Gu Yue still gave in very spinelessly.

After Gu Yue walked in, Gu Chaoshui began to assign tasks to him again.

"Husband, can you cook?"

Gu Yue shook his head.

"Then can you chop vegetables?"

Gu Yue hesitated and said, "It should be... okay?"

Gu Chaoshui rolled his eyes and said, "In that case, if I'm cooking, it's okay for my husband to help me cut the vegetables and hand them over, right?"

Gu Yue: "No problem."

Looking at the white attire and the otherworldly face in front of him, Gu Yue thought about Gu Chaoshui's identity, and slowly asked, "Ah Chao...can you cook?"

Gu Chaoshui shook his head: "No, but I want to try it, just like giving you a chance."

Gu Yue: "...Oh."

For some reason, he began to worry about the food in the cabin for the past few days.

Facts have proved that Gu Yue's idea was wrong. As a kitchen novice and killer, Gu Yue always thought that beginners would be as incapable of doing anything as he was.

It wasn't until he watched Gu Chaoshui casually stir-fry his sliced ​​cucumber and meat twice, and sprinkled those seasonings casually as if he didn't want money, and finally there was still an aroma overflowing, did he continue in a trance under Gu Chaoshui's reminder. Diligently chopping vegetables.

Although Gu Yue's cooking is a tragedy in the world, when it comes to cutting vegetables, regardless of the beauty of the cuts, he can still do it.

His cuts were mediocre, not ugly.

Releasing their last stubbornness about their knife skills, the two worked in the kitchen from morning to lunch time before finishing the dishes.

There are five or six dishes, each of which is stir-fried meat with vegetables. There is no pure fried vegetables or pure fried meat.

The two worked together to move the dishes to the dining table. Gu Yue stared at the stir-fried meat with cucumber and cabbage in front of him and fell into deep thought.

Although the smell is very fragrant, but to be honest, it is too stereotyped, right?

Before Gu Yue complained, Gu Chaoshui sat across from him with two pairs of chopsticks.

It seems that because he just came out of the kitchen, Gu Chaoshui was inexplicably tainted with a little smoke and fire. Although the aura around him was still the same, it was much softer and made people want to get closer.

Gu Yue, who was violently attacked by the beauty, suddenly forgot what he wanted to say just now, and took the chopsticks handed to him by the beauty in a daze, and followed Gu Chaoshui's movements, casually picked up the food in front of him.

Gu Yue, who was full of delicious food while looking at Gu Chaoshui while eating mechanically, didn't have a clear feeling for the taste of the food.

After eating seven or eight mouthfuls, Gu Yue finally came back to his senses. He was stimulated by the inexplicable greasy feeling in his mouth. He lowered his head and wanted to pick up two bites of rice to relieve his greasy taste, but he only saw a half-filled plate. .

Gu Yue: "... Ah Chao, have we cooked rice yet?"

The beauty in front of him raised his eyes, revealing a pair of beautiful dark eyes. He slowly put the dishes on his plate: "No, I don't know how to cook, can my husband know how to cook?"

Gu Yue: "No..."

"Then let's eat the vegetables first, it's about the same anyway."

"..."

I have to say that the taste of the dishes made by Gu Chaoshui is not as good as that of the royal chef in the palace. Even the chefs of his own family are still somewhat different, but the taste is still quite good. They are all a little greasy, although it is not obvious on the surface, but you will still feel greasy after a few bites.

While eating the food stiffly, Gu Yue secretly observed the reaction of the person in front of him. He found that Gu Chaoshui's feeling seemed to be different from what he imagined.

As a person who regards food as the first thing in the world and loves rice, he feels that eating without it would not taste good. Even if Gu Yue only eats vegetables without rice, he still feels a little tasteless. Not only is it not uncomfortable, but it also has a pleasant taste.

Could it be that the little angel is so happy because she doesn't like to eat but only likes to eat vegetables?

The author has something to say: I'm sorry it's still short orz, I don't know why I haven't been inspired recently, it's a bit difficult to write, and I will try my best to write thick and long at nine o'clock in the evening! ! !

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 3 bottles of Shangjiang Yehua;

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