"That's right, you won't come back for dinner."
Luo Xi wiped the water from her hands on her apron.
"Well, I won't go back.
If you don't come back, you won't come back.
It's not the first time.
If you insist on calling her at this time, you must know that she is busy in the kitchen right now, specifically to cause trouble for you.
Luo Xi cursed inwardly and replied directly, "Oh, then I'll make it and you can come back and eat it in the evening."
It saves her from cooking for him again at night.
Although this man has such a picky taste, in order to block his mouth, her cooking skills have improved by leaps and bounds to the point where she can no longer strive for excellence, but she still can't like to go to the kitchen and cook less.
It's a meal.
Jing Mohao seemed to be irritated by her indifferent attitude, and said in an unhappy voice, "Luo Xi, you don't care about how I eat at noon."
Luo Xi looked at the sky speechlessly and couldn't help but expose his hypocrisy, "You didn't come back to eat before, weren't you hungry?"
"I'm going to be hungry today.
Hurry up and come over and bring me some food."
"Dudududu" The man hung up the phone angrily, and Luo Xi almost knelt down in front of him.
The dignified CEO was so hungry that he acted like a child.
Is Mo Yao Tianxia about to go bankrupt?
Luo Xi Nunuuzui, it’s okay to deliver food, she can also go out to get some fresh air, but where is he?
Forget it, let’s finish the meal first.
Luo Xi put down the receiver, tightened the thin belt around her apron, and returned to the kitchen.
The kitchen was already filled with the aroma of rice grains and the sweetness of pumpkin.
Luo Xi couldn't help but scoop himself a bowl of millet and pumpkin porridge to pad his stomach.
Then he turned the switch to turn on the oil pan and put the chopped tomatoes into the pan.
Make a sweet and sour soup, then add the stewed diced beef brisket to the tomato juice and simmer over medium-low heat.
She took down the thermos bucket that she had only used as a decoration from the shelf.
The shelf was sterile all year round.
Even if no one used it, the thermos bucket had no dust on it and was as clean as new.
Luo Xi just didn't have to wash it, so he put rice on the bottom layer, pumpkin and millet porridge on the middle layer, tomato stewed beef brisket on the top layer, and screwed the lid on.
Put all the pots and pans that need to be cleaned into the sink.
Ever since the last time a man was embarrassed while washing dishes, there was a magical sink like this in the kitchen.
Whatever you put in it will be brought out after three minutes. , absolutely clean enough to be sold in the supermarket.
Luo Xi took off her apron, ran upstairs and changed into a simple and elegant denim skirt and white top.
She went downstairs and put the washed pots and pans back in place one by one, picked up the thermos bucket and walked out of the house.
The man in black outside the door had received Jing Mohao's order and drove over and was waiting to pick Luo Xi over.
Luo Xi couldn't help but sigh, it would be great if he could have the ability to scold Fang Qiu like this.
Jing Mohao hung up the phone, picked up the manuscript on the table, walked out, and threw it in front of Lin Yuan outside the door.
Lin Yuan just wanted to give this rude guy some serious criticism and education, but he heard a deep voice above his head that shocked him, "This is the new issue of Mo Yao's new bracelet, please make it quickly.
Publish it."
"Ah, okay."
Lin Yuan opened his mouth and agreed.
Whenever the president personally comes out to issue tasks to him, I am really flattered by this: