Qiao Yuanfei has been living abroad by herself for so many years, practising cooking on her own because she is not used to Western food.
After a long time, although she did not dare to say that her cooking skills were superb, the dishes she made were quite exquisite and delicious.
You cannot eat too much for a late night snack, nor can you eat something that is not well digested.
Fan Yu’s diet has always been more restrained, and he should not like things that are too meat and fishy.
Qiao Yuanfei carefully thought through the daily routine of the two of them during this time, and finally, to be on the safe side, decided to make dumplings for Fan Yu.
Chinese traditional cuisine is very profound.
Although dumplings are delicious, they are not easy to make.
There are no ready-made dumpling skins in the kitchen, so she has to roll them herself.
The good thing is that there are all the ingredients.
There is also a meat and vegetable filling ……
This was the first time Qiao Yuan Fei cooked for Fan Yu and it was done with great care.
Although it was just a snack, she put in all her concentration.
Every single dumpling, wrapped to perfection.
The skin was thin and the meat was thick.
Served with boiled bone broth.
One bite and the taste was so delicious that she couldn’t help but gag just imagining it herself.
When the dumplings came out of the pot, she smelt the aroma and quietly tasted one.
Only when she was sure it tasted good did she bring chopsticks and a spoon upstairs.
Walked to the door of the study.
She pressed herself against the door panel and listened carefully for several seconds, but could not hear any movement inside.
“This door is so well soundproofed.”
Qiao Yuan Fei exclaimed from the bottom of her heart.
Not to mention talking normally, even if they were doing something juvenile inside, I’m afraid they wouldn’t be heard at all outside.
Qiao Yuanfei thought again and again and chose the safest way.
Knock on the door.
“Knock, knock!”
“Come in.”
Fan Yu’s warm voice was like a spring breeze.
Qiao Yuan Fei’s nervousness was smoothed out a few times.
Taking a deep breath, she unscrewed the door to the room and headed inside.
Fan Yu’s study was just like his people.
It is simple and atmospheric, with a comfortable sense of leisure everywhere.
He is sitting at his desk, with his computer in front of him, reading something with great concentration.
“Put the tea down and go out first.”
He didn’t look up, mistaking Qiao Yuan Fei for a housekeeper.
By the time he smelt the faint aroma of food, Qiao Yuan Fei had already walked up to him.
Her face was white and her hand, which was holding the bowl, was trembling slightly.
Licked her lips.
“That, it’s getting late, I saw you’ve been working late, and I was afraid you were hungry, so I cooked you a bowl of dumplings.”
Qiao Yuan Fei looked like she was mute when she finished the sentence.
In fact, she had been so worried that she wouldn’t be able to say a word.
To be able to finish her sentence so smoothly, she had broken through herself.
It was Fan Yu, on the contrary, who saw her standing in front of him with a bowl, like a little pitiful girl, saying that she had made him a snack, and the coldness under her eyes subsided for a moment.
Returning to his senses, he pushed his computer aside and pointed to the empty seat in front of him.
“Put it here.”
Qiao Yuan Fei hurriedly put the bowl in front of him, and handed him the chopsticks and spoon.
The respectful attitude was like that of a young eunuch serving an emperor.
He didn’t even dare to raise his head.
“Do I look like I could eat someone?”
“Huh?”
She looked up a little bewildered.
Van Yu took the cutlery from her hands and snorted coldly, “You look like you’re worried I’m going to eat you up.”
“……”
Was her expression that obvious?
She thought she’d covered it up pretty well.
Seeing her look of heartbreak at being torn apart, Van Yu’s heart clogged even more.
Ignoring her, he turned his attention to the soup dumplings in front of him.
The dumplings were plump, well sold and fragrant.
