First floor.
Jiang Xiaorou saw the servants preparing breakfast in the kitchen, as if they had just started, so she walked in.
"Let me do it!" Jiang Xiaorou said with a smile.
To be honest.
Her cooking skills are really hard to describe. She can't make any fancy dishes at all. Compared with Shen Yancheng, it's like heaven and earth. But she still wants to show it well. Is the intention the most important? She wants Lao Shen to feel her intentions and know that she has him in her heart.
"Miss Jiang, let me do it. If Mr. Shen sees us, he will definitely scold me. How can I let you into the kitchen?" The servants didn't dare to let Jiang Xiaorou cook.
"Why can't I enter the kitchen? This place is a woman's world! I just want to make breakfast for the person I like. It's okay, leave it to me! You go and do something else." Jiang Xiaorou pushed the servant out with a smile.
The servant didn't dare to leave. Making breakfast was her job. What if Mr. Shen didn't have a satisfactory breakfast when he got up? Also, Jiang Xiaorou in the kitchen didn't seem to know how to cook. She stood there for a long time, not knowing where to start.
The servant was a little worried and didn't dare to leave.
"It's okay, you go and do your own thing first. I'm getting nervous if you stand here and stare at me," Jiang Xiaorou said.
"Yes, Miss Jiang, then you have to be careful." The servant then retreated.
Jiang Xiaorou was messing around in the kitchen by herself, trying to fry a few eggs. One for herself, one for Xuanxuan, and two for Chen Yancheng since he was tired from work.
I had a good idea, but I was scared when she poured the oil into the pot. There was water in the pot that had not been wiped clean, and the moment the oil was poured in, the food started to fry.
Jiang Xiaorou was so scared that she stepped back with the shovel in her hand and jumped up.
Depend on.
Is frying an egg really that dangerous? Usually, when I see Lao Shen doing it, he looks so relaxed and even looks very handsome!
Jiang Xiaorou moved closer little by little, and just as she threw the eggs into the pan, she ran back again. It was really scary, even scarier than a horror movie.
Shen Yancheng came down from upstairs.
"Mr. Shen, Miss Jiang is making breakfast in the kitchen and can't be stopped." The servant said quickly to prevent Mr. Shen from saying that she was lazy and not working.
“Yeah, I understand.” Shen Yancheng nodded.
He knew Xiaorou's cooking skills and knew she wasn't very good at it, so he hurried over. As soon as he walked out the door, he saw Xiaorou dancing in the kitchen. The funny scene made him want to laugh.
But he held it back and walked in. He grabbed the spatula from Xiaorou's hand and took it away. He stood in front of the pot, and the spatula in his hand seemed to obey his command.
When Jiang Xiaorou saw that it was Old Shen, she felt awkward and embarrassed. She had clearly wanted to show off and make breakfast for him, so how come he was the one making it?
Jiang Xiaorou walked over.
"Let me do it! It's just frying an egg, I can do it." Jiang Xiaorou took the spatula from Shen Yancheng's hand, she took two steps forward, and the pan just happened to explode.
She was so frightened that she screamed and threw herself directly into Shen Yancheng's arms.
Seeing Xiao Rou like this, Shen Yancheng suddenly felt that she was so real. This should be the real her, not the general manager of TM Group, the God of Wealth, etc. Those names are too commercial and not friendly at all.
"Do you really want to learn how to cook?" Shen Yancheng lowered his head and looked at Xiaorou in his arms.
"Yes, I just want to cook for you, okay? But you just can't learn how to make it no matter what you do. There must be something wrong with the feng shui of your kitchen. It doesn't match my destiny. I think we should just tear it down." Jiang Xiaorou pouted, but she wasn't really angry.
She just felt that Lao Shen ignored her yesterday, and she felt uncomfortable. Now it feels so good to lean on his arms, listening to his heartbeat and smelling his familiar scent. All of this is what Xiaorou likes and doesn't want to give up.
"I'll teach you." Shen Yancheng grabbed Xiaorou's hand and taught her how to make breakfast.
"Ah!! It exploded again, it exploded again." Jiang Xiaorou screamed again.
Shen Yancheng stood behind her, using his tall body to hold her back, like a solid wall that would never fall down, supporting her until she finished frying the last egg.
Xuanxuan got up.
"Auntie, have you seen my daddy and Aunt Xiaorou?" Xuanxuan asked.
The servant smiled and pointed to the kitchen.
"Making breakfast?" said the servant.
kitchen?
No wonder there were so many people watching outside the kitchen door. Xuanxuan thought something had happened so early in the morning. He walked over to take a look and found out that it was Daddy and Aunt Xiaorou making breakfast together.
Oh my god, they're showing off their affection so early in the morning. Is the breakfast they made even edible? It's bound to smell sour. Xuanxuan will go wash up first so as not to disturb Daddy and Aunt Xiaorou's world of two.
All the servants outside the door dispersed, and everyone could only watch for a while longer, for fear of being discovered by Mr. Shen and being in trouble.
In the kitchen.
Breakfast was ready and Jiang Xiaorou was very satisfied.
Of course, this was actually done by Shen Yancheng. Xiaorou's only role was to hold the shovel and move in rhythm with Shen Yancheng. She didn't play any other role at all.
"It looks delicious. Your cooking skills are amazing." Jiang Xiaorou tilted her head and looked at Shen Yancheng with a smile.
But he didn't smile. He looked at her seriously, and Xiaorou stopped smiling immediately.
"Why did you ignore me yesterday and come home so late? Were you really busy?" Jiang Xiaorou asked proactively.
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