Chapter 513, This Husband Is a Bit Fierce 18

Song Zhiyi came out of the shower and changed into casual home clothes.

He is tall and has good-looking facial features. He looks very eye-catching even if he is wearing black casual clothes.

Shuyan Shangshen turned around and saw that he was wearing black again, but he didn't say anything to him.

Just ask him, "Come and eat."

Song Zhiyi hummed and went to sit at the dining table.

His dining table is also made of marble black, and the entire tabletop looks very high-end.

As soon as Song Zhiyi sat down, he saw several dishes placed on the table.

The dishes were colorful, some he had eaten before, some he had not.

"Did you do all of this?"

Shuyan Shangshen nodded, "Yes, I did it after watching the video."

She made a plate of fried squid with green pepper and a sweet and sour pork loin. The color looked pretty good. It should be quite delicious.

But the other colorful dishes are more difficult to describe.

Song Zhiyi looked at the colorful dishes and asked her, "What are these?"

On the white plate, there were green and red peppers, snow peas, and some random things. I don’t know what kind of dish this is.

Shuyan Shangshen said uh...

"This is assorted stir-fry dishes."

It's just not very authentic.

She had failed to stir-fry just now, so she might as well just stir-fry all the leftovers.

That’s why the whole dish looks red and green, with all kinds of dishes included.

Song Zhiyi obviously saw that this dish was stir-fried, so he skipped it.

The rest of the dry pot shrimps were even worse.

Fortunately, the green pepper squid and sweet and sour pork are still edible and taste good.

Shuyan Shangshen knew that he was not full after two dishes, so he went to serve him noodles with spicy oil.

When Song Zhiyi smelled the oily noodles, he immediately stared in surprise.

"Oil noodles?"

Shuyan Shangshen nodded and said, "Yes, I happened to smell this smell when I was walking down the street today. It's very fragrant, so I wanted to give it to you to try."

Song Zhiyi smelled the familiar smell and almost thought he was back to the past.

When he was a child, his own mother would not buy him any delicious food.

The other dancers in the ballroom treated him better than his own mother.

He can be regarded as growing up eating food from hundreds of families.

When he was a child, an old woman took pity on him, who was ten years old but looked like a six or seven-year-old child. She was thin and frail and looked really pitiful, so the old woman treated him to a bowl of fried noodles.

Song Zhiyi still remembers the fried noodles at that time, which were so fragrant. It tasted better than any food he had ever tasted before.

But since then, he has never eaten fried noodles again.

Because he wants to retain the only beauty of childhood.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, another person handed him a bowl of fried noodles.

Song Zhiyi looked at the oil-splashed noodles in the white porcelain bowl, feeling filled with joy.

Master Shuyan knew that he must be remembering his childhood, so he urged him, "Eat it while it's hot. It won't taste good when it's cold."

Song Zhiyi raised his head and glanced at her, hummed in a dull voice, then took the chopsticks and started eating the noodles.

However, when he took his first bite, he immediately let out a cough.

"Su, Ann, Ni!!"

What kind of noodles did this damn girl make? Why are they so sweet! !

Shuyan said, "Huh?" "What's wrong? Is it too spicy?"

Song Zhiyi's handsome face pulled, and he pushed the noodles to her, "Try it yourself!"

Shuyan Shangshen was also surprised by the taste of the noodles, so he took a bite and tasted it.

"Hmm... Damn, what the hell is this? Why is it so sweet..."

The system is ashamed and dare not tell the truth.

Just now, their god was watching the video and chatting with it. That’s why I treat sugar like salt.

So this noodle smells spicy, but when you eat it, the taste is hard to describe.

Master Shuyan knew that he had ordered the wrong candy, so he muttered quietly and glanced at Song Zhiyi secretly as if he had done something wrong.

"What, it's my first time cooking and I made a little mistake. I won't do it next time."

Song Zhiyi snorted coldly and took the opportunity to scold her, "Besides that face, what other specialties do you have."

If you don't know how to do anything, why are you married?

"I."

Shuyan Shangshen just wanted to argue with him.

But he suddenly stood up, walked to the kitchen, and started making noodles by himself.

Look at his skillful movements. Chopping vegetables, chopping green onions, and heating oil in the pan. Unexpectedly, Song Zhiyi can also cook.

Seeing her eyes widen, Song Zhiyi said arrogantly, "It's just a meal, is it that difficult?"

Even though he doesn't like to do these things, he still knows how to meet basic survival requirements.

He knows how to do laundry and cooking, but he just doesn't like to do it.

But the meal he had today was so rich and sweet that he couldn't eat it anymore, so he got up and cooked it by himself.

After a while, Song Zhiyi made fried noodles freshly baked for two nights and came out.

"Get the bowl."

Shuyan Shangshen sighed and quickly handed over the bowl.

Song Zhiyi served the noodles and then sat down at the dining table again.

Shuyan Shangshen came over and sat down.

She took a bite of the steaming fried noodles first, but she didn't expect it to taste so good.

"Hmm... delicious!!"

The taste is actually not inferior to the store.

When Song Zhiyi saw that she really liked her, he raised his lips arrogantly.

He lowered his head and took a taste of the noodles. It was indeed very good.

However, the taste is still a little different from what I had when I was a child.

Shuyan Shangshen didn't think too much. After finishing the noodles, she got some fruit to eat.

Seeing that she was eating so casually, as if she were at home, Song Zhiyi snorted lightly but didn't say anything.

When the two of them had dinner, Shuyan Shangshen asked him to play guessing games.

Whoever loses washes the dishes.

Song Zhiyi thought it was impossible to lose, so he was ready to beat her up.

"Best of three games, or one game to determine the outcome?"

"Well... let's win two out of three games."

Song Zhiyi nodded and agreed, "Okay. Let's get started."

After Shuyan Shangshen said yes, he stood up and played finger-guessing with him face to face.

"Scissors, paper, rock."

The two of them took action together, but both of them were in trouble.

Song Zhiyi let her down in the first game, and will start to beat her in the second game.

So the second time, "Rock, Scissors, Paper." Song Zhiyi came out with scissors, and Shuyan Shangshen came out with cloth. Song Zhiyi won.

"Come again."

Shuyan Shangshen refused to admit defeat and continued to guess.

"Scissors, paper, rock."

In the third game, both men magically came out with scissors.

Song Zhiyi didn't expect that she still had a chance, so he continued to guess with her.

However, neither of them gave in to the other, so that even after guessing the tenth time, it was still a draw.

Song Zhiyi was playing around, then got tired of it, and simply said, "Forget it, I won't play anymore, let someone clean it up."

After that, he called someone to clean it up.

He twisted his neck, did some stretching exercises, and went to work in the study.

When night arrived, Song Zhiyi finished his work and went back to his room to get ready for bed.

But as soon as he entered the room, he discovered that there was an extra pink quilt on the bed.

Song Zhiyi had no interest in this kind of pink stuff and immediately frowned in disgust.

"Su Anne, who asked you to bring in a colorful quilt?"