"I want to eat the noodles you made, but I haven't eaten yet!" Ji Yanhan held her little hand with his backhand and put it next to her ear, and said in a low voice.

"Haven't you had dinner yet? What on earth have you been doing?" Tang Youyou felt distressed when she heard this. It's so late and she hasn't eaten yet. Wouldn't she be starving?

"Anyway, it's something I have to do. Now that it's done, come down and make me something to eat!" Ji Yanhan took her little hand and walked towards the stairs.

At this point, the servants and aunts have rested, and Uncle Yuan has finished his work, so he may rest in his room.

Ji Yanhan doesn't want to trouble others, and, he hasn't eaten something made by her for a long time, and he misses it a little. Tang Youyou took the food from the refrigerator, and sighed softly. Since he refused to say it, she didn't ask, maybe it was a difficult thing to say.

Since living in Ji's house, Tang Youyou seldom cooks, but making a simple bowl of noodles is not difficult for her.

She saw that there was beef in the ice box, so Tang Youyou decided to make him a bowl of beef noodles. She used to make this bowl of noodles for the children, and it was unanimously approved by the little guy. She believed that Ji Yanhan would not dislike it either.

Taking two pieces of scallion and ginger, Tang Youyou unfolded his knife skills, and cut the beef into thin slices, then dipped it in sauce and rice wine to adjust the taste, and was ready to fry.

Ji Yanhan leaned lazily against the door of the kitchen, his gloomy eyes, unblinkingly looking at the little woman who was serious about washing and chopping vegetables.

She was wearing a high-necked long sweater, and at the moment, she was wearing an apron, her long hair was gently and loosely tied into a ponytail, she had a clean and clear face, and two watery eyes, which were attractive and pure.

Looking at her skillfully cutting the beef at this moment, this earnest and focused appearance is even more gentle and virtuous as a little woman. Ji Yanhan loves him no matter what he sees, thinking that he will let this little woman cook more for him in the future, because suddenly he just wants to eat what she cooks.

"Master, Miss Tang, what are you doing here?" Uncle Yuan suddenly appeared in the restaurant, seeing the young master leaning against the kitchen door, and hearing the sound of hot oil pouring into the pan, Uncle Yuan was surprised.

"I asked her to make me something to eat!" Ji Yanhan said lazily.

"Young master hasn't had dinner yet? Isn't that very hungry? Miss Tang, let me come!" Uncle Yuan immediately decided to take over her job and cook some hearty dishes for his young master.

"No need, Uncle Yuan, I'll help him make a bowl of noodles, it will be ready soon, go and rest!" Tang Youyou said with a smile to Uncle Yuan.

"But, let me do this kind of rough work!" Yuan Shuyan already regarded Tang Youyou as the mistress of Ji's family, so he thought about not letting her work.

Ji Yanhan said in a low voice: "Uncle Yuan, go and rest, I want to eat the noodles she made!"

No matter how dull Uncle Yuan was, he was stunned when he heard Ji Yanhan's words suddenly, and then he smiled with a clear face: "Okay, young master, then I'll go to rest first, call me anytime if you need anything!"

"Yeah!" Ji Yanhan nodded, sent Uncle Yuan away, and continued to watch Tang Youyou cook.

Tang Youyou had already heated up the oil in the pan, and when the oil sizzled, she poured the beef in the sauce, added minced green onion and minced ginger, and started to stir-fry.

In the spacious kitchen, the smell of burnt fragrance floated in an instant. Ji Yanhan didn't feel hungry just now, but now smelling this fragrance, his hungry stomach hurts.

Tang Youyou glanced at him in time, and saw him standing there with an unclear expression, also looking at her, she suddenly straightened the strands of long hair falling from her ears unnaturally, and said softly: "It will be fine soon, just wait a little longer!"

"Yuyou, from now on you can only make food for me, not for other men, understand?" Ji Yanhan inexplicably said something so overbearing that he has no friends.

Tang Youyou's little hand holding the spatula froze, and looked at him strangely: "What's the matter?"

"I just want you to promise me!" Ji Yanhan's mood was surging at this moment, and suddenly he thought of her washing hands and cooking for other men in his mind, his mood was definitely as angry as wanting to kill someone.

Tang Youyou laughed loudly: "Are you starved of your brain? Well done, how do you say this?" Ji Yanhan came over, stood behind her, his slender arms passed through her waist, overlapped in her lower abdomen, and kissed her warm and fragrant hair with thin lips, and then said hoarsely: "You just think I'm starved of my brain, talking nonsense, but I really want you

Promise me, otherwise, I won't be able to eat anything! "

Tang Youyou really can't laugh or cry, but it's not the first day she knows Ji Yanhan. It's really unreasonable for him to be domineering. Moreover, in the eyes of outsiders, he is mature and stable, but only Tang Youyou has seen his childish side countless times.

"Okay, I promise you, you will eat more noodles later!" Tang Youyou comforted him with this gentle and petting voice as if comforting the two little guys.

"Yuyou, you're so kind!" Ji Yanhan immediately leaned on her, and his thin lips arched twice at her neck more presumptuously. JrNovels.com