The Young Master’s Bride

Feng Yan turned around and said to Ye Qingge.

Li Beichen narrowed his eyes, leeks? Impotence?

"also!"

How did Ye Qingge know that leek aphrodisiac said?

I just feel that Mu Mu and Tangtang might not like to eat leeks.

She thinks that the children will like to eat corn and shrimp.

She didn't think that Li Beichen and Feng Yanxi liked to eat.

"Chen, do you make leeks or chop minced meat?"

Feng Yan took out a bunch of leeks and pork, and asked Li Beichen.

Since entering the kitchen, Feng Yan's mouth has been smiling.

Li Beichen's slender fingers lightly tapped the table top, and then pointed to the leek in Feng Yan's hand.

Feng Yan threw the pork on the chopping board.

When Li Beichen clicked the corner of his lips, he knew that he chose leek and Feng Yan would definitely give him pork.

Ye Qingge didn't know what these two great gods were doing in this kitchen. She didn't think that Li Beichen would chop minced meat and Feng Yan would pick leeks.

Sure enough, Feng Yan cut off the first half of the leek directly, then threw it in the basin, and it was done.

Li Beichen washed his hands and the pork.

Then cut large slices first.

Picking up the meat slices and asking Ye Qingge, "Is this all right?"

Ye Qingge nodded.

Then, Li Beichen cut the sliced ​​meat into strips, then picked up another one and asked Ye Qingge, "All right?"

"Yeah!" Ye Qingge glanced at him and said, continuing to knead the dough.

Then cut the meat strips into cubes.

Looking at the uniformly sized diced meat, Ye Qingge felt a bit like a work of art.

Ye Qingge felt that what Li Beichen did was very decent, what he learned was like what he did.

The knife becomes very dexterous in his hands, and people with cleanliness also have order and discipline in doing things.

Feng Yan was leaning on the refrigerator, watching Li Beichen slowly chop the meat.

Such a weird atmosphere made Ye Qingge's back feel cold. What's the situation?

Feng Yan has always been unpredictable, and Li Beichen has never thought through it. When these two people are together, she feels that the air pressure is low and breathless.

Ye Qingge's noodles are alive, and Li Beichen's pork fillings are also done.

The clean ones are everywhere.

Ye Qingge quickly mixed the stuffing, and then began to make the dough, without speaking at all.

Feng Yan still leaned against the refrigerator door, while Li Beichen leaned against the door frame.

The front and back eyes all fell on Ye Qingge's body, as if he wanted to see through her.

The weird atmosphere makes people breathless and uncomfortable.

"You two go out! Why should you go!"

In the end, Ye Qingge couldn't stand it anymore, and said in a deep voice with a beat on the rolling pin.

Li Beichen didn't speak, and Feng Yan didn't move, as if he was fighting.

No wonder Mu Mu has to say that the two of them are naive together.

Ye Qingge had never found Li Beichen so naive before.

"My eldest brother will come in a while, he has to stay here pretending to be here, or he has to talk again!"

In the end Li Beichen opened his mouth, his usual deep voice, but with a bit of playfulness.

Ye Qingge finally knew what the two of them were doing in the kitchen.

It seems that her brother gave them orders to help her make dumplings.

Her brother was kind, but he didn't expect to make two messes.

Ye Qingge picked up the rolling pin again and started rolling out the dumpling wrappers, moving quickly and neatly.

Li Beichen just watched, with a soft light on his steep face.

Feng Yan squinted, and since Li Beichen came to seal the door today, Feng Yan has always been smiling.

That kind of laughter seemed like a kind of relief, but also like a kind of expectation.