She always thinks I'm straight

Gu Jinyang suddenly remembered that when Shen Yu helped Su Anmo barbecue yesterday, the roast meat for her and Su Qingye was very tender, but the beef for Su Anmo was roasted directly into charcoal.

It's not that Shen Yu doesn't know how to bake, but baked it like this on purpose, so would Xiaoye do the same?

He obviously knows how to cook, but he acts like someone who can't cook when he comes to her, but what is the reason?

Su Qing also went back to her room and changed into a strapless top. She sat straight in front of Gu Jinyang in light gray shorts. The collar of the top was a bit too big. Looking at Gu Jinyang, he asked expectantly, "Is sister Gu delicious?"

The delicate collarbone came into view like this, and Gu Jinyang remembered that the water from Su Qingye's hair had accumulated shallowly on the collarbone the day before yesterday, and the overflowing water droplets quickly disappeared into the depths of the neckline. Leaving obscene water marks, as well as the water droplets stained on the vest line just now, crystal clear, until it sank deep into the groin...

Gu Jinyang restrained his thoughts and took a bite of the fried egg lying on the surface. The oil temperature was a little high when he put it into the pan, which caused the outside to burn a bit. Maybe he quickly left the fire and lowered the oil temperature. There was also a lot of oil poured into the pan, and the whole omelette was a bit greasy.

If it is not known that Su Qing can also cook, then all this is a very normal thing in Gu Jinyang's eyes. It is like a novice cook who failed many times before making such barely edible fried food. Egg.

After all, that's how she came here.Although she still can't fry a perfect egg well, she already knows that Su Qing can cook, and the cooking skills should be considered good, but she deliberately hides her clumsiness and pretends that she doesn't know how to cook.

Thinking of the other party pretending to be in a hurry in the kitchen and making the kitchen such a mess on purpose, Gu Jinyang is not easy to expose her, and it is rare to have a cooperative mentality, and also wants to see what the other party's purpose is.

"It's delicious. It's the first time to cook. It's very good to have such a level. It shows that you are very talented, Xiaoye."

"Really?" Su Qingye's tone was a little surprised, and she looked at Gu Jinyang expectantly, "If Sister Gu says I have talent, then I'll learn how to cook slowly, so that I can cook for Sister Gu every morning. breakfast."

after?every morning?Is that what she understood?Or is this just a simple word of mouth?

Gu Jinyang's heart felt as if he had thrown a large stone towards the calm water, and the waves caused by it should not be underestimated.

Clenching the chopsticks in his hand, Gu Jinyang maintained his composure, "Okay, then the trouble will be small."

"No trouble, as long as you like it, sister Gu."

It's like fishing, don't be in a hurry, otherwise the bait has not been bitten, and you pull it up, and the fish will definitely be frightened and run away.

After breakfast, Gu Jinyang took his bag and prepared to go out. He took a look at the messy kitchen and called the housekeeper who used to use it. He asked someone to clean up later. The most important thing was to clean up the kitchen.It would definitely be a embarrassment for a clean freak to clean up, and the spilled oil stains would be particularly troublesome to clean up.

"Xiao Ye, the housekeeping will come to clean up at 08:30 later, if you put these, you can just put them there."

Su Qing also frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "Sister Gu, do you blame me for making the kitchen too messy?"

I don't blame you for making too much mess, but I'm very curious about how you made it so messy, it's like fighting a war, she can't even make it to this extent...

"No, it's just that it's time to call someone to clean up today, so the kitchen just happened to be tidied up."

Su Qing also had some disbelief, "Really?"

"Yes." Gu Jinyang felt a little guilty, reached out and pressed the elevator, and cleaned up. In fact, it was cleaned only two days ago, because he knew that Su Qing would also live in.

Seeing Gu Jinyang enter the elevator, Su Qing also said softly: "Then see you at noon."

"Huh?" Gu Jinyang didn't react, and only remembered the meaning of what Su Qingye said when the elevator door closed, and vaguely felt that something was weird, but he couldn't tell where it was.

It wasn't until noon when Su Qing also went to her office with a bento box that Gu Jinyang remembered this strange thing, what was wrong with it.

Su Qing also took the elevator and went directly to the floor where Gu Jinyang's office was located. The outermost tables were the desks of Gu Jinyang's secretary. When passing by there, Su Qing also paused.Because there are more than a dozen pure, immaculate, elegant and fragrant white roses on the four tables.

And yesterday Su Qing just ordered a bouquet of 99 white roses. She coughed and softly asked a secretary who was still working in her seat: "Excuse me, does your president not like flowers?"

The delicate and beautiful secretary looked up at Su Qingye, covered the notebook in front of him, looked Su Qingye up and down, and said: "I used to like roses, but I don't know what's wrong recently. Mr. Gu doesn't seem to like roses very much. Yesterday The flowers were just brought in, when she heard her sneezes several times, she hurriedly asked Sister Yue to go in and take out the flowers."

Su Qing also frowned, and asked suspiciously: "Don't you like it recently?"

"Miss Su, don't you know? They are all saying that there is a rich second generation chasing us Mr. Gu. Before that, they sent tens of thousands of roses downstairs to Mr. Gu. Tens of thousands of roses were placed in front of him at once, and the fragrance was stifling. Well, whoever smells it will have a shadow." The secretary was filled with righteous indignation, and said lightly: "I thought the rich second generation stopped, but it was delivered again yesterday, and he didn't think about it, our Gu is always so superficial Is it a woman? I thought that sending a few roses would be enough to catch up with us Mr. Gu, and these tricks are more or less like deceiving those little girls."

Speaking of this, the secretary asked gossip again: "Miss Su, you know Mr. Gu, so do you know who is the rich second-generation fool who sent flowers?"

Su Qing also glanced at her badge, and remembered who this person was, Gu Jinyang's second secretary, Tang Ningxun.

Before Su Qing could speak, Tang Ningxun went on to say, "Is this rich second generation not good at chasing people? Don't you feel childish just to send flowers? I guess he must be an old straight man in his early thirties. I don't understand romance at all."

The second generation of rich people?Straight guy in his early thirties?Not romantic at all?Suddenly her temples twitched, and Su Qing also asked her in a cold voice: "Then what do you think is romance?"

Tang Ningxun coughed, and pretended to be deep and said, "Miss Su, do you know that every time a whale poops, its buttocks open wide, and it can't close for a long time after pooping. It's very painful. You must not know, because you only care about yourself. Cough, of course this is just an analogy. The so-called romance is to start with some trivial details, not only care about yourself, so that the other party will feel you She doesn't care about her at all, and she doesn't know what to ask, even the most basic things. A woman like Mr. Gu who has everything, must pay more attention to these things."

Su Qingye: "Tell it like you can help it close."

Tang Ningxun: "??? What close?" By the time she realized it, Su Qing had already entered Gu Jinyang's office and shouted loudly: "Miss Su, I haven't had lunch yet, can you stop being so disgusting?" ..."

In the lounge, Su Qing also placed the bento boxes, and Gu Jinyang asked her curiously: "Xiaoye, what did you just say to Secretary Tang?"

"Huh? When talking about the story of the whale falling, she said that after the shark died, the process of falling into the deep sea is called shark falling." Handing the chopsticks to Gu Jinyang, Su Qing also said softly, "Sister Gu, let's eat."

Picking up a piece of asparagus fried meat and putting it in his mouth, Gu Jinyang finally remembered where the strange feeling he felt when he went out in the morning was the reason.

She had eaten the dishes made by Su's mother. Su Qing also told her that the housekeeper brought them, which gave her a misleading idea, thinking that these were either made by Su's mother or the chef.

But the chefs hired by the Su family are basically star chefs in the hotel, and no matter how they do it, they will have the taste of an outside hotel.And these are obviously home-cooked styles, and it seems unlikely that they were made by a chef.

It's just that the taste somewhat imitated the chef's method, making her mistakenly think that it was a new chef who specializes in home cooking.

If it was made by Su's mother, relatively less salt would be added, and the taste would be much milder, but if it was sent to Su Qing, it might be that more salt would be added, and it would not have the style made by the chef.

The ones in front of you are a combination of the two. The saltiness is moderate, and the heat is just right. It perfectly blends the taste of the hotel into the homely cooking. It is not strange to eat it for the first time yesterday.

Especially after eating the bowl of Yangchun noodles made by Su Qingye in the morning, I felt a little strange in my heart.When cooking alone, there are always some habits that cannot be changed. Even if there is deliberate imitation and cover-up, these small details will be preserved.

The first is the habit of adding salt. The noodle soup and the salt in these dishes are very suitable. The most important thing is that the hot cabbage in the bowl of noodles in the morning is just right, not too much or not too much. few.The point is that Su Qing also pretends that she can cook, but she can't, which makes people have to be suspicious.

After eating, Su Qing also packed the bento box, sat for a while, and went to the building next door to watch the progress of the studio renovation. Gu Jinyang hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to make a phone call to confirm.

She dialed Su's mother's number, and after connecting, she chatted casually before she got to the point: "Aunt Su, I want to ask if you have any good chef recommendations. I eat at the company at noon. I'm afraid she won't be used to it, and I don't know her taste, so I want to hire a better cook."

After a pause there for a few seconds, he said earnestly, "Xiao Gu, don't bother, Xiao Ye is very picky, she can cook by herself, and only if she cooks by herself will she not dislike it. She has learned from the chef at home before. Yes, I have learned all the essence."

A set of words, all worn.This time, for real.

The author has something to say: I was slapped in the face by the sudden notice yesterday that the school would start. Closed management, very typical prison cells, the environment without cells is better than that.

Then my classmate was complaining to me about the environment in the old campus. She sent a black-bone mackerel. My first reaction when I saw it was, turkey cupping.

I was so speechless that I suddenly understood what it meant...

The school says to bring your own tableware, tui, it’s impossible to bring it with you. I’m going to buy a dozen packing boxes ( ︿ ). The manuscript storage box is set at nine o’clock every day