You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Qingmang glanced at them, and silently stepped aside without speaking.

Well, at this time, it's better to study with an open mind. It's okay to be swollen and fat.

Qingmang watched them be very busy, and found a place that was more convenient to observe without disturbing them, and quietly watched and studied by the way.

Today, I wanted to cook by myself, but looking at it this way, it seems that it is not cooking by herself, but a fake hand, um... What will she say later? Or are you just doing it yourself?

It is estimated that Lu Yanmu can see at a glance, how can someone with high IQ like him not know, and as long as he tastes it, he can know who it is from, let alone trying to deceive him.

Let’s be honest, I can’t cook, at least I can still cook bitter gourd.

Qingmang watched them busy, and silently wrote down some of the order in which they were cooking. He probably knew when to put what dishes, what ingredients, how long to use, and when to cook.

It doesn't matter if she can't do it this time, she has learned it, and she can try it next time. Probably the memory of the rebirth is amazing, and it is one of the golden fingers obtained.

Well, thinking about it is really exciting, saving a lot of effort.

But this time, is she slapped in the face?

Forget it, no matter these, there are many things in life, just make it simple.

When most of the hard dishes were ready, Qingmang looked at some of the remaining small dishes. These things were relatively simple and she could do it herself, so let her do it herself.

Okay, let me try the rest. I already have dinner. Let me try these. Qingmang put on his apron, and after washing his hands, he stood in front of the stove, eager to try.

Seeing her posture, the servant knew that she was going to perform well, and glanced at the rest of the dishes.

And before, I had indeed seen Qingmang cooking, and this posture was very similar, so it would not burn the kitchen.

After confirming that Qingmang was going to cook, he silently vacated the seat and reserved enough space for her.

Anyway, they were watching, and if they really burned down the kitchen, it could be remedied.

Qingmang naturally didn't know that he was underestimated, so he prepared the stir-fry with confidence. After arranging the order, he started to do it.

Perhaps because of inexplicable self-confidence, Qingmang felt that there was a feeling of being possessed by a chef. When cooking, all the feelings were right, and he felt very happy. In less than half an hour, the rest of the side dishes were cooked and cooked.

When the last bitter gourd pot was finished, Qingmang suddenly had the feeling that the whole world was an old lady, which was refreshing.

Qingmang glanced at the time, it was almost seven o'clock, just when it was time to eat, he packed up and could ask Lu Yanmu to come down for dinner.

According to his workaholic nature, he must be in the study again. People who probably don't work will never be able to experience this feeling of being dominated by work, such as her.

Qingmang smelled the clothes on his body, and there was a smell of oil smoke. Before calling Lu Yanmu to eat, he went to the bedroom to change his clothes. Even if he was eating at home, it would still be beautiful.

Who told her to sit on the opposite side of a handsome guy who is invincible and handsome in the universe later.

Delicious food is on the table, beauty is on the side, and life is a winner.