coobybook Chapter 353 Slapping Her Waist
Chapter 353 Slapping Her Waist
As she approached, those deep eyes that had been fixed on the television looked over and landed on her soft, fair face.
Zhou Yi met Wenren Chen's gaze, her eyes crinkling as she softly said, "Sir, Yu Yu is settled in. Aunt Dong is watching over her. I'll go to the kitchen to make dinner now."
What would you like to eat?
Wenren Chen gazed at the face that spontaneously broke into a smile when facing him and said, "Anything is fine."
Zhou Yi looked at the clock in the living room; it was a little past nine thirty, almost nine forty.
It's very late.
It can't be too complicated, as that would take too much time. It has to be simple, but nutritious and easy to digest.
In an instant, many dishes flashed through Zhou Yi's mind, and then she said, "Sir, shall I make you fried rice?"
After saying that, without waiting for Wenren Chen to speak, he quickly added, "It's not just ordinary fried rice from outside; I'll be inside..."
"can."
Before she could finish speaking, a magnetic voice interrupted her. Zhou Yi was taken aback, then her face lit up with a smile: "Okay, sir, I'll do it right away."
Zhou Yi quickly went to the kitchen, grabbed an apron, put it on, and busied herself in the kitchen.
Wenren Chen watched as the slender figure turned and disappeared from sight, then got up, placed the remote control on the coffee table, and left the living room.
Fried rice is simple; all you need is rice and some side dishes. But Zhou Yi's fried rice isn't the kind you just buy and cook anywhere else. She wants to make fried rice that suits Wenren Chen's taste, a nutritious and delicious dish.
Therefore, a lot of ingredients and side dishes are needed.
Once in the kitchen, Zhou Yi put on an apron and began washing rice and cooking.
The Wen family never has leftovers, and fried rice made from leftovers isn't very tasty.
Cook directly to the desired speed, then wash the seafood and vegetables.
When Wenren Chen came in, Zhou Yi had already cooked the rice and was cleaning the seafood.
Wenren Chen liked to eat seafood, especially light and fresh flavors.
However, since going to Shancheng, his tastes have changed a bit; he's started to prefer stronger flavors and wants to eat spicy food.
This was no challenge for Zhou Yi; she could make anything that Wenren Chen liked.
Even if she can't make it, she will research it and then make it.
While cooking, Zhou Yi already had a clear and complete thought process in mind.
She knew exactly what to do, what to do first, what to do next, and what to do last, and her hands moved quickly as well.
Wenren Chen watched the person busy at the kitchen counter; their delicate hands seemed to perform magic, changing everything in the blink of an eye.
Extremely fast.
He looked at the fingers, his eyes falling on the earnest face.
Her hands moved quickly, but her face showed no sign of tension or panic. On the contrary, she was very composed, just like her face, which looked young, but she was actually twenty-two years old.
She is an adult.
Wenren Chen looked at her face, and with steady steps, silently approached her side.
Zhou Yi quickly washed the seafood and turned to get a plate, but as she turned, she bumped into a hard chest.
The impact caused her to stumble backward.
However, as soon as she stepped back, a strong arm landed on her waist and pulled her steadily into his arms.
Zhou Yi tensed up at the impact, thinking she was about to fall.
But then, a strong arm landed on her waist, and the familiar scent of sandalwood wafted towards her. She looked up: "Sir?"
Once she regained her footing, Zhou Yi looked at the person who had suddenly appeared in front of her with surprise.
Wenren Chen lowered his eyes and gazed at the person in his arms, his large hand holding her soft waist, and did not leave.