Chapter 1794 Young Master Lu Is Busy Chasing His Wife (Part 4)

Zhou Shuang ignored him, he pursed his lips helplessly and turned to walk out the door.

Oh, so enthusiastic all of a sudden!

Zhou Shuang rolled her eyes at Lu Yinan's back, watching his tall figure turn out and disappear, she slowly leaned back and leaned against the head of the bed.

Her eyes swept around every corner of the room, neat and tidy, just quiet, there was still a faint fragrance in the air, it was the perfume that Lu Yinan used.

The door was not closed, there was the sound of pots and pans colliding outside, and the sound of vegetables being put into the oil pan.

Zhou Shuang was surprised, looking at the door of the room, is this guy really cooking?

He pays so much attention to his face, and his hands that are so exquisite that they look like handicrafts, but he actually cooks?

What's more surprising is that he can cook?

Curiosity kills the cat. Zhou Shuang threw off the quilt and got out of bed. She walked barefoot and walked lightly to the door, step by step...

When she reached the door, she laid her hands on the door frame and quietly poked her head out of the door.

This was an apartment assigned by the hospital, with one bedroom and one living room. The kitchen was open. She saw Lu Yinan standing in front of the stove at a glance.

He was wearing a blue apron, holding a spatula in one hand and a mobile phone in the other. He was watching...the cooking of dishes?

Zhou Shuang puffed her lips and watched a little fascinated.

Lu Yinan put down his mobile phone and frantically looked for seasonings. He was obviously not familiar with the business.

The smell of burnt food in the pot floated to the door and into Zhou Shuang's nose. Zhou Shuang sniffed hard and blinked, "Snow red large intestine?"

This was her favorite dish. When she went out to eat with Lu Yinan before, she always ordered this dish and was always despised and looked down upon by him.

This guy is actually cooking this dish himself now. What is wrong with him?

Zhou Shuang looked at Lu Yinan again. Lu Yinan just saw the mushy food in the pot, and quickly turned off the fire, and panicked again.

This was his first time to cook. He thought it was very simple every time he ate, but it turned out to be so difficult. He frowned and sweat dripped from his forehead.

Zhou Shuang was quiet and cautious at first. Seeing Lu Yinan busy so absorbedly, she simply leaned against the door frame and looked at the man who was busy over there with interest.

She crossed her arms, one leg straight and the other leg bent, with a lazy posture.

"Have you washed up? It's time to eat."

Lu Yinan suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhou Shuang, his tone and eyes were not surprised at all.

Did he find her standing here a long time ago? Zhou Shuang felt guilty for a moment and replied, "I'm not hungry and don't want to eat."

Then she turned around and walked quickly towards the big bed.

Lu Yinan chased after him, "Eat a little, I worked hard to make it."

Zhou Shuang sneered, "Oh, it's hard enough."

While cooking, she looked up recipes on the Internet. She had done this before and she knew it well.

She had never cooked before, but for her three children and for him... now she can cook a table of delicious dishes that people would praise.

If you don't think about it, you won't know. Once you think about it, you will be shocked. It turns out that she has changed a lot.

Lu Yinan chased Zhou Shuang, and Zhou Shuang resisted. He simply picked her up, put her on his shoulder, and turned to walk out of the room.

As he walked, he said, "I vomited all last night, so I have to eat."

"Lu Yinan, put me down quickly, I haven't put on my clothes yet." Zhou Shuang grabbed the hem of her shirt with both hands and pulled it down, kicking her legs in a hurry.