Mo Feixue thought about it for a long time, but still didn't think about what work to design.

My stomach started to mumble. Mo Feixue saw that it was already ten o'clock. She had eaten porridge at Leng Qianye's house in the morning and hadn't eaten anything. Now she is so hungry that her chest is pressed against her back.

She was too lazy to cook alone. She remembered that there seemed to be instant noodles in the refrigerator, so she should eat instant noodles first before thinking about it.

As soon as Mo Feixue walked into the living room, she smelled a scent. The scent came from the kitchen. She remembered that she was not cooking, so how did the scent of the kitchen come from?

Mo Feixue walked to the kitchen with curiosity and saw a tall figure busy in the kitchen.

He poured the cut vegetables on the knife board into the pot, then tossed and fryed. The oil smoke in the kitchen was very big, and he was choked and coughed, but the spatula in his hand was still stir-frying.

Mo Feixue covered her mouth and cursed Leng Qianyeben in her heart. Isn’t there a range hood on it? He can’t even turn it on?

Leng Qianye used to only know how to cook Western food, so how could he cook?

The range hood in front of him suddenly turned, and all the oil fume from the kitchen was pumped out.

Leng Qianye turned around and saw Mo Feixue standing in front of him. He said a little embarrassedly: "Qianxue, you are here, you must be hungry, you will be fine, the food will be fine in a while."

"I'll do it."

After Mo Feixue said that, she was going to take the spatula from Leng Qianye's hand. Leng Qianye didn't hand the spatula to Mo Feixue, "No, you go and have a rest, I'll be fine in a while."

If a big man can't even do such a small thing well, wouldn't he be laughed at by others?

Since Leng Qianye wanted to show off, Mo Feixue stopped insisting, she wanted to know if the dishes fried by Leng Qianye could be eaten.

Mo Feixue walked out of the kitchen, and she suddenly thought that the door was closed. How did Leng Qianye come in?

She quickly turned around and asked, "Leng Qianye, how did you come in?"

Could it be that he would fly in with three heads and six arms?

"I have a spare key." Leng Qianye said in a hurry, with a completely sinister smile on his face.

"How could you have a spare key?" Mo Feixue didn't believe what Leng Qianye said. She chose a house that was not rented by Qilin Real Estate.

"How is it impossible? I have already bought this real estate company in the afternoon." So it wouldn't be surprising that he has the spare key of Mo Feixue's family.

Mo Feixue was speechless. This guy was too arrogant.

After half an hour, Leng Qianye's rice was finally ready, with three dishes and one soup, including sweet and sour fish, pork ribs, shredded potatoes and tomato and egg soup. These were made by Leng Qianye according to the book, nor were they

I know if the taste is good, but it doesn't look particularly good anyway.

Leng Qianye served Mo Feixue a bowl of rice and picked up a piece of fish for her.

"Qianxue, try it. Although it is not as delicious as the dishes you cook, it should still be edible."

Qianxue was really hungry. She didn't say anything, picked up the fish and started eating it.

As soon as the fish fillet was put into my mouth, my brows couldn't help but frown. It was so sour and sweet. It seemed that I had put too much vinegar and sugar, so I was really a person who didn't cook.

Letting him, a dignified president, cook is really a cannon to kill mosquitoes - a waste of talent.

"Qianxue, how about it?" Leng Qianye looked at Qianxue expectantly, hoping to hear the words of praise from Qianxue's mouth.

"You try it yourself." Mo Feixue didn't want to say too much to Leng Qianye.

Leng Qianye picked up a piece of fish and put it in his mouth. It took no time for a second and immediately spit it out. Is this the fish he made? It's so unpalatable. He obviously made the fish as written in the book. Why

Would it be so unpalatable?

Leng Qianye picked up ribs and shredded potatoes and ate them again. The expression on his face was finally normal. Fortunately, it was not completely failed. These two dishes were still available.

He put a trace of potato shredded pork ribs for Mo Feixue, "Qianxue, you can still eat these two things, you can eat some."

Sure enough, although these two dishes were a little burnt, they were at least edible.

Mo Feixue didn't know if she was hungry or had a big appetite. Although the dish was not as delicious as half of what she cooked, she still ate two big bowls of rice. Except for the fish plate, all the dishes on the table were eaten by them.

It's gone.

After dinner, Mo Feixue was about to close the dishes, but Leng Qianye stopped him, "You go and do your business, I'll go wash the dishes."

When he came, he saw Mo Feixue busy in the study and was very distressed when he saw her. He was obviously standing at the door at that time, but Mo Feixue did not notice him.

Mo Feixue is really too busy, she has to go to the study to continue thinking about her design.

She didn't be polite to Leng Qianye. She went into the study by herself, and didn't care about Leng Qianye anymore. He should be able to go back by himself after washing the dishes.

"Close the door when you leave." Mo Feixue did not forget to remind Leng Qianye before entering the study.

Leng Qianye held the plate in his hand and raised an evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

Since he came, he didn't plan to go back.

"Bang bang..."

Not long after Mo Feixue entered the study, a harsh sound came from the kitchen.

Mo Feixue knew very well that the bowl was broken. Sure enough, Mo Feixue shouldn't believe that Leng Qianye could wash dishes.

She chose to ignore the sound in the kitchen, and now she has to calm down and design the work.

"Bang bang..."

A harsh sound came again. Mo Feixue really couldn't calm down. If Leng Qianye fell like this, he would have thrown all her bowls and plates that were not many.

Mo Feixue rushed to the kitchen floor and felt a mess. It seemed that not only the bowls and plates just now had fallen, but also the bowls in the cabinets fell a lot.

Mo Feixue admired Leng Qianye so much that he was so impressed. How could he throw a bowl so much?

Leng Qianye was stunned, and he didn't know how to wash dishes was harder than anything else.

He forced a smile at Mo Feixue, "Qianxue, I'll buy you a new one tomorrow, and it's guaranteed to be hundreds of times better than your bowl and plate."

"Okay, I don't want you to pay for the bowl and the plate. You'd better go back early. It's too late now. If you don't go back, Aunt Feng and Niannian will worry about you."

"They know I'm here to find you, so they won't worry."

"Then you go back early, I can't keep men here for accommodation."

Leng Qianye showed a pitiful look, "Qianxue, it's past twelve o'clock now, aren't you afraid that I will encounter danger when I go back alone?"

Leng Qianye's pitiful appearance almost blinded Mo Feixue's eyes. Did she read it wrong? Is he still the Leng CEO?

"Stop joking, who is so bold and dares to kidnap you?"

"Qianxue, just let me stay. I promise not to disturb you, really?"

Leng Qianye really doesn't have the temper of a big president at this moment, and he looks very pitiful, just like a pitiful puppy that his owner wants at any time.
Chapter completed!