Since she moved into Ji's house, Tang Youyou has rarely cooked, but making a simple bowl of noodles is not difficult for her.

When she saw beef in the ice box, Tang Youyou decided to make him a bowl of beef noodles. She used to make this bowl of noodles for the children, and she was unanimously recognized by the little guy. She believed that Ji Xiaohan would not dislike him.

After taking two pieces of green onion and ginger, Tang Youyou performed his skills and cut the beef into thin slices. Then he dipped it in the sauce and rice wine to make the taste, and then prepared it to stir-fry.

Ji Xiaohan leaned lazily against the kitchen door, looking at the little woman who was washing and cutting vegetables carefully without blinking.

She was wearing a long sweater with a high-neck. At this moment, she was wearing an apron, her long hair was gentle and lazy and tied into a ponytail, a clean and white face, and her two curved eyes were both eye-catching and pure.

At this moment, watching her skillfully chopping beef, her serious and focused look, with the gentleness and virtuousness of a little woman. Ji Xiaohan loves her, thinking that in the future, he would let this little woman cook more for him to eat, because suddenly he just wanted to eat what she cooked.

"Young Master, Miss Tang, what are you doing here?" Uncle Yuan suddenly appeared in the restaurant. Seeing the young master leaning against the kitchen door, and smelling the sound of hot oil pouring into the pan inside, Uncle Yuan looked surprised.

"I'll ask her to make something for me!" Ji Xiaohan spoke lazily.

"Have you not had dinner yet? Wouldn't you be very hungry? Miss Tang, let me do it!" Uncle Yuan instantly decided to replace her job and cook a few hearty dishes for his young master.

"No need, Uncle Yuan, I will help him make a bowl of noodles. It will be ready soon. Go and rest!" Tang Youyou said with a smile to Uncle Yuan.

"But, let me do this kind of rough work!" Uncle Yuan Yanran already regarded Tang Youyou as the hostess of the Ji family, so he thought not to let her work.

Ji Xiaohan whispered: "Uncle Yuan, go and rest, I want to eat the noodles she made!"

Even if Uncle Yuan was slow, he suddenly heard Ji Xiaohan's words and looked stunned. Then, he smiled with a clear face: "Okay, young master, then I'll go and rest first. Call me any time if you have any questions!"

"Yeah!" Ji Xiaohan nodded, sent Uncle Yuan away, and continued to watch Tang Youyou cook.

Tang Youyou had already heated the oil in the pot. When the oil was so hot, she poured the beef she had made into, added chopped green onion and minced ginger, and stir-fryed.

The smell of burnt fragrance floated in the spacious kitchen. Ji Xiaohan was not hungry just now, but when he smelled the fragrance, his stomach felt a little painful.

Tang Youyou took the time to look at him, and saw him standing there with an unknown expression and looking at her. She suddenly unnaturally adjusted the few strands of long hair that fell from her ears and whispered: "It's going to be fine soon, you wait a little longer!"

"Youyou, you can only cook for me in the future, not for other men to eat, do you understand?" Ji Xiaohan said something so domineering that he had no friends inexplicably.

Tang Youyou's little hand holding the spatula froze and looked at him strangely: "What's wrong?"

"I just need you to promise me!" Ji Xiaohan's heart was surging at this moment, and suddenly he thought of her washing hands and cooking for other men. He was absolutely angry as if he wanted to kill someone.

Tang Youyou burst into laughter: "Are you hungry? How can you say such things?"

Ji Xiaohan walked over and stood behind her. His slender arms passed through both sides of her waist, overlapping on her lower abdomen, and his thin lips kissed her warm hair. Then he took a touch of Shejiao's Yu Temple and said hoarsely: "Just think I'm hungry and talking nonsense, but I really want you to promise me, otherwise I will not be able to eat!"

Tang Youyou was really amused and crying, but it was not the first day that she had learned about Ji Xiaohan. It was really natural that he became domineering. Moreover, to outsiders, he was mature and steady, but only Tang Youyou had seen him countless times of childishness.

"Okay, I promise you, you can eat more noodles later!" Tang Youyou comforted him with this gentle petting voice as if comforting the two little guys.

"Youyou, you are so nice!" Ji Xiaohan immediately leaned on her, and his thin lips arched her neck twice with even more unrestrainedness.

The heat came out, and Tang Youyou felt itchy and itchy, making her just want to avoid him.

"Stop making trouble, I still want to make noodles for you to eat!" Tang Youyou said seriously immediately.

Unfortunately, when a man is not serious, she is not very serious either.

Just when the two were in the middle of the night, immersed in their world, suddenly, a figure appeared at the door of the kitchen. The old lady was wearing thick pajamas, her hands were in her pockets, and she looked at the two people in the kitchen with a weird expression.

"Cough!" The old lady really didn't want to bother them, but she couldn't help being ignored.

The two people who were stuck together bounced away instantly when they heard this cough.

Because it was Tang Youyou, he was so scared that he threw away the shovel in his hand.

"It's so late, what are you two doing here? Pay attention to the impact!" The old lady did not wear reading glasses, so she didn't see Tang Youyou's pot still burning hot water and cooking noodles.

I thought it was two young people, and I planned to go to the kitchen to find excitement.

Ji Xiaohanjun's face froze, then he clenched his fist and pressed his lips and coughed slightly: "Grandma, I'll ask Youyou to help me make some late-night snacks!"

"You haven't eaten? I haven't asked you what you were going to do when you went out in a hurry!" The old lady walked in and saw beef just now that she had just fried out of the pot next to her. There were white noodles in the pot, surging in the boiling water.

Ji Xiaohan quickly said, "It's nothing, it's just a friend who asked me to go out and deal with something."

The old lady stared at Ji Xiaohan's face for two seconds before she spoke: "Hurry up and eat!"

After saying that, the old lady turned around and left. Ji Xiaohan turned around and saw Tang Youyou's shy and red face.

"Scared?" Ji Xiaohan walked over and asked her in a teasing way.

"You said it's all your fault. Don't do this again in the future. What if your grandmother thinks we are going to do something, that's fine!" Tang Youyou was really scared.

Ji Xiaohan had no choice but to comfort him: "Don't worry, my grandma won't think about it."

Tang Youyou made a bowl of noodles, and the slices of New Year meat floating on them were fragrant and very appetizing. With a little green onion, it looked very good.

"Do you want to eat something?" Ji Xiaohan asked in a low voice.

"No, I won't eat at night, I want to lose weight!" Tang Youyou said with a smile.

"Do you still want to lose weight? I feel like you have lost weight again recently!" Ji Xiaohan raised his eyebrows.

“Is there any?”

"Yes, especially somewhere, are a little smaller!" The man said with an evil smile, and after he said, his smile became stronger. (To be continued)
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