Greedy pleasure

"Why are you here?" Yan Xiaomi noticed that the temperature in the car was not very warm, so it could be seen that the car had been parked for a long time.

Shu Chiye looked sideways and saw that the tip of her nose was red, and the heat was overflowing from her lips as she spoke. She was shivering from the cold, and couldn't help frowning.

"Is there anything to eat?" He asked with thin lips.

Yan Xiaomi shook her head resolutely, "No, I'm still hungry, and I'm going to the supermarket to buy some."

After a moment of silence, Shu Chiye unlocked the car door, "Get in the car, I'll take you to buy it."

While speaking, he had already started the engine, so Yan Xiaomi could only go around the front of the car and climb up to the co-pilot, fasten the seat belt and let him take it out.

Originally, he planned to buy some at the supermarket outside the door, but Shu Chiye's car was like a flying arrow, and he drove by without waiting for her to ask.

Stopping at a department store more than ten kilometers away, the two got out of the car and pushed the shopping cart for a walk.

Yan Xiaomi planned to buy a few packs of instant noodles, but Shu Chiye didn't give her a chance, so she went straight to the fresh food section, bought some steaks, and some vegetables.

Coincidentally, Yan Xiaomi liked to eat the ones he took, so Yan Xiaomi immediately gave up the idea of ​​eating instant noodles.

Thinking of tonight, he came here, just enough to give her a full meal.

"Do you want beef brisket with tomatoes?" Shu Chiye took another pack of beef brisket and turned to ask her.

Yan Xiaomi nodded quickly, "Eat, you can add more tomatoes to make the soup sour and delicious!"

In the cold weather, a bowl of tomato beef brisket soup, she couldn't help but licked her lips.

Before visiting the fresh produce area, the shopping cart was full, and I also took a lot of crayfish, crabs, and other seafood.

The two went to check out, and Yan Xiaomi put her hands in her pockets, and muttered, "Mr. Shu, are you paying the bill?"

This cart is full of things, and they are all expensive, she herself can't bear to be so extravagant.

Shu Chiye Motong poured it down, glanced at her painful appearance, and said casually, "During the live broadcast just now, I should have made a lot of money."

"I—I didn't make less money than you did. You made money in the company's account every minute." She sniffed, and said as it should be, "Besides, boys usually pay for things like meals. of."

"Okay." Shu Chiye didn't bother with her, and took out his wallet to pay.

There were a lot of things to buy, and the delivery staff from the supermarket helped them to the parking lot, and the two went directly to Yan Xiaomi's house.

Yan Xiaomi carried a small shopping bag, and Shu Chiye carried two large ones.

The man walked in front of her with a gentle breath and steady steps, but she was so tired that she bent over and said that the disparity in physical strength was really unfair.

With the light on in the entrance hall, Yan Xiaomi threw the shopping bag on the table and sat down on the chair, panting from exhaustion.

"Do you need my help?" Seeing that she was so tired, Shu Chiye unbuttoned his cuffs and rolled them up.

The muscles of the forearm are well defined, and the clear veins on the back of the hand disappear at the wrist. He opened the shopping bag with his slender and clean fingers.

Yan Xiaomi was a little distracted, and it took him a while to recover from his words, "What help?"

Shu Chiye propped his hands on the table, looking down at her who was bewildered, and a bad idea came to his mind.

He stood up straight, with the tip of his tongue touching his cheek, "You don't know how to cook?"

"No." Yan Xiaomi had a very happy childhood. She was the only daughter in the family, and she was spoiled and spoiled.

Although something happened later, she was taken to Shengjing by Yan Zhibai, and she was taken care of very well.

"I understand, you asked me to help you, right?" She stood up, took off her heavy coat, rolled up her sleeves, "What can I do?"

Shu Chiye looked away, did not meet her clear eyes, his brain throbbed, and he pinched the center of his brows.

Take out the things in the shopping bag one by one, and put them in the freezer and cold storage of the refrigerator respectively.

In the end, two bags of quick-frozen dumplings were left, which were put in by Yan Xiaomi, thinking of cooking and eating them when she was alone.

Watching him operate, Yan Xiaomi asked in disbelief, "You don't know how to cook either?"

"Yeah." Shu Chiye took the quick-frozen dumplings into the kitchen, and put an appropriate amount of cold water in the pot.

Facts have proved that he is not as good as Yan Xiaomi when it comes to cooking.

After researching for a long time, I can't use the fully automatic electronic stove here.

And put the dumplings into the pot under cold water.

Yan Xiaomi walked over and pushed him away with the words "Mom selling criticism" stuck in his throat, pressed the control panel twice with his clean and slender fingers, and lit the fire.

Then he gritted his teeth at a pot of cold water dumplings, "You don't know how to cook, what fresh food area do you visit?"