Chapter 108 Fire in the middle of the night

When the two returned to the Cheng family, everyone in the Cheng family fell asleep. Su Qianai took out his mobile phone and looked at it and found that it was already past ten o'clock in the evening. I didn't expect that it would take more than half a day to make such a noise.

Looking at Cheng Yining gently closing the door, Su Qianai turned around and wanted to go upstairs. Cheng Yining also quickly followed, trying to hold her hand, but was avoided by her.

Cheng Yining smiled, but she was not reluctant to follow her.

It was only at this time that a "cooing" suddenly came from Su Qianai's stomach. She remembered that when she had just picked up her rice bowl at noon, Sang Muqing came in, and then she had not eaten anything until now.

Cheng Yining patted her forehead, touched her stomach, frowned slightly and said, "I forgot to eat dinner. I'm starving! Well, Miss Su, can you give me a face and go out to eat something with Cheng?

Su Qianai looked back at Cheng Yining and squeezed her lips, but she still couldn't help laughing, "Who told you not to eat it at night? You deserve to starve!"

"Forget to eat, forget to eat." Cheng Yining grabbed her hand quickly and accurately when Su Qianai turned around and went downstairs, and immediately turned to ten fingers together.

That sweet feeling suddenly hit again, which made Su Qianai's whole body hot, and her cheeks were faintly hot. She wanted to pull out her hand, but found that her hand had already been tightly clasped.

"What do you want to eat?" Cheng Yining approached her and asked gently in her ear.

A warm breath extended from her ear, and Su Qianai embarrassedly turned her face to the other side for fear that he would see the clue.

When she just woke up, when she saw Cheng Yining, she immediately felt that she had met her relatives. The tears couldn't stop. In fact, she knew that Cheng Yining had occupied a lot of positions in her heart, but she didn't want to admit it.

And she knew that Cheng Yining always tried not to disturb her family when she came back late, but she saw that Cheng Yining was deliberately close to herself here through this habit, which made her face always hot and her heart beat faster, and she couldn't help but be a little annoyed, so she turned her face and stared fiercely. Cheng Yining.

Looking at Su Qianai, who was still charming and an anger, Cheng Yining's smile was stronger, but she didn't say much and led her downstairs.

As he walked through the dining room, Su Qianai suddenly stopped, and Cheng Yining looked at her doubtfully.

"What's the matter?"

Su Qianai smiled and said deliberately, "It's so late, I don't want to go out, or you can just make me something to eat at home?"

Cheng Yining was stunned and immediately said with a smile, "I can't wrong your stomach."

Su Qianai waved her hand and said generously, "It's okay. My stomach never knows what the word grievance is. Today, let it taste the taste of grievance. Come on, let's see what materials are in the refrigerator.

With that, Su Qianai pulled Cheng Yining into the kitchen.

Cheng Yining's handsome face suddenly turned into a bitter gourd face. He honestly said, "Xiao Ai, I have never been in the kitchen, and I have never touched pots and pans! I don't know how to make the food!"

"I think it's very simple, it's just cooking the ground!"

"I'll call Aunt Li to get up." Cheng Yining was about to step out of the kitchen door, but Su Qianai was already on guard and quickly closed the kitchen door.

"Look, it's midnight. Aunt Li has been tired all day before she goes to bed. How dare you call her to get up?" Su Qianai curled her lips and said, "It's not that I don't have hands or feet. I can't do such a small thing well. Sure enough, I'm a dboy who doesn't work hard and doesn't know anything!" I, Su Qianai, look down on this kind of person the most.

While Su Qianai said, she slowly opened the kitchen door, held her head high, and was ready to go out.

Cheng Yining quickly grabbed her and said with a very unnatural smile, "Well, shall I try it?"

Su Qianai deliberately said with a straight face and said, "Don't try. Since you have never been in the kitchen, you can't break your young master's example because of me, so that others won't think how important I am in your heart."

"You are very important in my heart." Cheng Yining tried his best to make himself smile brighter, so that Su Qianai could believe more in his sincerity.

"Is it heavy or not? I thought that if a person really valued another person, he would consider her words as an imperial edict!" Su Qianai put her hands on her chest and still didn't look at Cheng Yining with her eyes.

"Aren't I thinking about it? But what do you want to eat today? At this time, Cheng Yining had opened the refrigerator and was turning into it. He really didn't know where to start with the half-refrigery things in the refrigerator.

Su Qianai hummed, squeezed her mouth, and tried to hold back her smile. She glanced around and opened the kitchen cabinets everywhere. Seeing a bag of noodles, she quickly took it out and handed it to Cheng Yining.

"Look, looking at you, I don't expect you to make any delicious food to make me have a good meal. Just cook me a bowl of the simplest noodles."

Cheng Yining looked a little relaxed when she saw the noodles. Although it was difficult to cook, it would not be too difficult to cook noodles. At least when I was in school, I had seen Leng Xiaoyu cooking noodles.

But he always felt that noodles were a bad food, so he immediately said, "Can you eat noodles?"

"Yes, yes, I like noodles very much." Su Qianai lied and didn't have time to make a draft. She nodded her head like a chicken pecking rice.

Cheng Yining looked at her doubtfully, but she didn't ask again. Since it was what she liked, he had to try his best to do it well.

Su Qianai moved a stool and sat at the door of the kitchen. She looked at Cheng Yining take down the pot with great interest, washed it with water, put half a pot of water, and put it on the stove. The action looked quite skillfully, and he gave him a thumbs up like a teacher praising the students: "You still said you have never been to the kitchen, this In fact, it's all self-tacting. As long as you are willing to do it, you will do a good job. Look, aren't you also doing a good job? Praise and praise!"

Cheng Yining was very embarrassed by her and stood by the stove and scratched her head.

"What? I just praised you, and you have to show off? Don't do it? Do you want to starve me to death?" Su Qianai saw that Cheng Yining did not move for a long time, and his face sank again.

"No..." Cheng Yining pointed to the stove and hesitated, "How did this fire make it?"

Su Qianai finally burst into laughter as soon as he heard it, but immediately covered his mouth again for fear of waking up the sleeping person. After a long time and laughing enough, he got up to help open the gas valve and turn on the ignition.

Looking at the light blue flame slowly emerging, Cheng Yining pointed to the flame and whispered, "This flame is blue, which is quite beautiful."

Su Qianai ignored his words and made a big chef's tone and said, "When the water is boiling, put down the noodles, then add a little salt and a little oil, and that's it. Well, you just wait here for the water to open. I'll pour a glass of water to drink.

With that, he walked out of the kitchen, took out a cup of milk tea from the cabinet above the dining room, took two cakes from the refrigerator outside, and sat down on the dinner table and ate it slowly.

Thinking of Cheng Yining's busy appearance in the kitchen alone, she couldn't help laughing and almost choked several times.

When she finished eating the third cake, Cheng Yining came out with a big steaming porcelain bowl on the tray.

Wipe his mouth with a paper towel. Su Qianai got up and moved a chair and motioned Cheng Yining to put the tray there.

Looking at the large porcelain bowl, in the light white soup with a little oil star, a wide and light yellow noodles are floating. There is no other color of decoration, and there is no smell of the nose. Except for the hot steaming, there is no more appetizing adjective to describe this bowl of noodles.

And Cheng Yining, the "manufacturer" of this super-large bowl of noodles, was standing at the table awkwardly, rubbing his hands, laughing and saying, "Although it doesn't look good, it's really familiar!" I have tasted it! You can make do with it."

Su Qianai looked at Cheng Yining as if he was ready for training. Instead, he didn't say a word to blow him. Instead, he pulled him down with a pleasant face and didn't mind his greasy hands. He gave him a thumbs up again: "You're good! The first time I cooked something, I didn't make the kitchen into a battlefield to cook things. It's really amazing! Be sure to praise and keep up the good work! Come on, you've been hungry for a long time. Anyway, you have to let your master eat this bowl first!"

Cheng Yining immediately stood up and pointed to the kitchen and said, "There is another bowl there. I have already filled it. You eat this bowl first, and I'll bring it."

Su Qianai immediately pressed him down again: "You eat this bowl first. I don't like it's too hot. I'll bring it over and eat it when it's cold. You work so hard. Even if it's not delicious, your heart is in it. I will definitely not waste your heart. You know, I don't like people who waste food the most. Come on, you eat first, and I'll watch you eat first."

Su Qianai took a pair of chopsticks and put them in his hand, and then sat opposite him, holding his chin in both hands, and looking at him affectionately.

Probably influenced by the atmosphere deliberately created by Su Qianai, her words were very useful to Cheng Yining. She picked up her chopsticks and began to eat.

Seeing Cheng Yining move her chopsticks, Su Qianai stretched out her neck and stared at him without blinking. She just took one bite after another. In addition to Cheng Yining frowned a few times at the beginning and then added two spoonfuls of salty sauce, she seemed to eat with relish and smiled at her from time to time.

No way? Can he still eat this kind of noodles so well?

She can understand that she wants to be a beggar, but now Cheng Yining eats a lot here. Is it because she is tired of the delicacies? It is also a different flavor to change this difficult-to-eat noodles?

Or, does he really have two brushes when cooking noodles?