My Lovely Wife is a Forensic Doctor

"it is good."

Because of the series of surprises in front of him, Mu Yu is now very interested, so he ran down with a smile on his face, imagining what kind of surprise he would give himself as he ran.

But she didn't expect that she came to the living room downstairs, but found that there was no one, she looked strangely to the closed door.

"Ahuan?"

"here."

Qin Jinhuan’s voice came from the dining room, and she immediately followed the sound.

"Are you hungry?" He greeted him with a smile.

"Good smell!" She greedily smelled the food, but she didn't forget to say, "Where is your surprise?"

Although hungry, surprises are obviously more attractive.

"Here." He pointed to the steaming four dishes and one soup on the table.

Mu Yu couldn't believe it: "Don't tell me you did it!"

Although the presentation of the four dishes and one soup is not comparable to that of the hotel, it is okay to look at the skill of the knife. Although it is a bit old, the color and dressing are considered carefully. It can arouse people's appetite, especially Attract her who is panicking.

Even a girl from an ordinary family can't enter the kitchen. How could he, a rich young man who doesn't touch the sun with all his fingers, made such a work?So she was skeptical.

"It's not that difficult."

He seemed disapproving, but in fact he looked sad. After she washed her hands, he seated her at the dining table, like a male servant, arranged dishes for her, and then handed her the chopsticks respectfully. , "My wife, please enjoy."

She leaned forward slightly, smelled the enticing fragrance deeply, and questioned again: "You really did it?!"

Although she found him wearing an apron, she still couldn't believe it.

"Yes, my wife. Please taste."

His serious look made her realize that this should really be his "masterpiece", and she chuckles and laughs: "What tasting, it is clearly a test dish. I bet it must be a dark dish."

If he didn't say that he did it, she would have moved her chopsticks early, but if he said he did it, she hesitated.Although she was very touched by him personally cooking for her, she really couldn't believe in the chef's cooking skills.

Her inability to move the chopsticks hurt him a little, and she reminded him again: "My wife, please look back."

She shook her head and asked, "Can you tell the difference between salt and chicken essence? And soy sauce and vinegar?"

Visually inspecting the two of them in this villa, she felt that if she tasted a dish cooked by a chef that couldn't distinguish between oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, no matter how good the color of the dish was, it would definitely not be better than taking Chinese medicine.

"I don't have any problem managing the huge Sky Group, and I can't control this little oil, salt, sauce and vinegar?"

"Mr. Qin, your analogy is not appropriate. Managing a company is a profession you have been studying. As for cooking, you are totally...well!"

"Don't vomit!" Qin Jinhuan pointed his chopsticks at her domineeringly.

Due to his "hyperspirit", Mu Yu didn't dare to spit out the vegetables he forced in, but he didn't dare to chew, for fear that the mouth would be full of bitterness or sourness after chewing-it's not that she doesn't give face, she is afraid of herself This chewing will affect the appetite for a few days.

"Tuk."

Pretending to be unhappy, he knocked on her forehead with his index finger, then moved the four dishes, one soup, and the rice in front of her to the opposite side of her, and then quickly walked to the opposite side and sat down, Sheng After finishing a bowl of soup, he took a few sips gracefully, then picked up the rice, picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

She dared to chew when he was eating with relish.

Huh?Looks like it tastes good!

It's not the dark food she imagined!

It seems that he did not cook it himself!This guy, actually fooled her.

She immediately got up with the chopsticks, moved around to him, moved a chair to sit down, and then took the soup in front of him and took a sip carefully. After feeling the soup was thick and delicious, she drank it all in one breath, and then every dish After taking a small bite and confirming that it tasted good, he snatched the rice bowl in his hand, gave him a grimace while eating, and did not forget to say "big liar".

"Who lied to you?" He looked innocent.

"You, you actually lied to me that you cooked the food, so that I didn't dare to speak." She responded vaguely while eating.

She is really hungry, not to mention the good food.

"I originally burned it!"

"Impossible! Do you think I'm such a cheat? You are a person who never enters the kitchen, and a young master who even prepares meals prepared by others, how can you cook such delicious dishes?"

"Who said I never enter the kitchen? I have been in N times, OK?"

"I don't believe it! I have lived in your house for a few months, but I have never seen you half a step into the kitchen!"

"I have never been in the kitchen at home, I have entered this kitchen." He pointed behind her.

Afraid of choking herself, she waited until she swallowed the food before daring to laugh.

"You enter this kitchen? There is usually no one here. What are you doing in this kitchen? Don't tell me that you come here to cook for yourself!"

"I came here specially to cook, no, I came here to learn cooking, not for myself, but learn to cook for you."

"Learn to cook it for me?!" Mu Yu was shocked.

"How else would it be considered a surprise for you?" He raised his eyebrows, his expression flying, "How? Is it a special surprise? A special surprise?"

"This, is this really what you did?!"

He shrugged a little helplessly: "My wife, the dishes are almost cold, or wait for us to finish before discussing this issue?"

She couldn't wait, and quickly asked: "Someone teaches you how to cook?"

"The chief chef of the Jialai Hotel," he said while serving her another bowl of soup, "but I can't learn it because it's too complicated. Let him teach a few easy-to-use home-cooked dishes. How about?"

She didn't take the soup bowl, but looked at him steadily: "How long have you been studying?"

"It's almost half a month, but I don't come every day, I come when I have time. Eat it quickly, you have to treat it as a dark dish when it's cold." He smiled and picked up vegetables for her.

She still didn't move, she just looked at him steadily: "You worked so hard to learn cooking, just to make it for me?"

"if not?"

"why?"

"Because you said you want your husband to cook."

"Huh? When did I say this?"

"Written in your notebook."

Mu Yu thought about it carefully before he understood what was going on.

It turned out that I was playing a word game with Jiang Wenwen and was asked about her future husband's requirements. At that time, she thought that Xin Yihan's cooking was great, so she wrote that she would be good at cooking.Jiang Wenwen said that there were almost no men who were very good but could cook. She thought her requirements were too high and persuaded her to change.At that time, there was no Yin Xiaotian between her and Xin Yihan, so she had great illusions about Xin Yihan. She put away the note with the words "My future husband must know how to cook" and prepared to wait for herself and Xin Yihan will let her girlfriends come to meet her "husband who can cook food" after being together.Later, Xin Yihan and Yin Xiaotian got married and completely cut off her thoughts. She was very sad, but she was reluctant to throw away this note and kept it in the notebook she carried.

Thinking of this, she suddenly remembered a question: "When did you turn over my bag?"

"Just last time. Come, have a mouthful of the soup. It has been stewed for a long time and it is very fresh."

"When was the last time? Why did you turn over my bag?" She remembered that he even knew that there was auntie's towel in her bag-it could be placed in the innermost layer of the bag. Be very careful!

Seeing that his eyes flickered, she didn't explain, she pretended to be sullen and scolded, "Quickly! Why turn my bag? What are you looking for? Or do you want to do something bad?"

"How could I mess up with you?" He smiled unnaturally, "Can I just be curious about my woman's bag?"

She stared at him for a few seconds, frowned and thought about it for a few seconds, and then suddenly got the answer: "You turned my bag to replace my self-defense knife, right! Where did you put my silver scalpel? ?"

She asked him last time, but he said he threw it away, because there was a conflict with him at the time, she didn't ask so much, but returned him the golden scalpel he gave him.

"Don't you have a self-defense knife in your bag?"

"There is a return, but you can't throw away my original..."

"Not thrown."

"Where?"

"I put it away for you." He sighed suddenly, "The vegetables are cold. Let me heat it up."

"Ahuan..."

"No one likes the food I cook so hard. Alas."

Realizing that his confidence was somewhat frustrated, she realized that her topic had deviated from the focus, and hurriedly responded, "I love eating! I just..."

"It turns out that a man who can cook is not pleasing." When he spoke, he had already carried the food into the kitchen.

Seeing that he was upset, Mu Yu hurriedly followed up in the kitchen and explained: "Don't talk nonsense, who is unpleasant? I like it very much."

He ignored her, just wrapped his head in plastic wrap and put it in the microwave oven. After pressing a few times on the microwave, he acted very skillfully, obviously not the first time he used it.

"Eh," Mu Yu was next to him, tugging at his sleeve, and asked with a flattering smile, "You still use a microwave oven? You are really good."

He still ignored her, standing alone in front of the microwave oven, staring at the microwave oven that was working.

"I heard that microwave ovens have a lot of radiation, so please stand over."

As soon as she finished speaking, he shoved her out.

"Huh! What are you doing?"

"The radiation is big, you go outside."

"No!" After she understood, she forcibly stopped, while holding him backhand, "I want to enjoy the microwave radiation with you."

"Enjoy? Do you know how to use words? How do you learn Chinese?" He simply picked her up and walked to the restaurant.

She pressed her face to his arms and smiled: "I am not good at Chinese, you teach me."

"Don't teach."

"do not do it."

He sat down with her: "Sit down, I'll go hot dishes."

After speaking, he brought the rest of the dishes into the kitchen together, and soon brought the two dishes that had been heated first, put them in front of her, and went into the kitchen again.

She tore off the plastic wrap, took another bowl of hot rice, and started eating with chopsticks.

She knew that the best way to calm him now was to try to eat the dishes he had worked so hard for her.

For a man who is still willing to spend a lot of time in her busy schedule to surprise herself and make herself happy, and a man who tries to learn cooking just because of one unintentional word, she takes care of herself and fears men in every possible way. She has no reason not to cherish or reason. Be angry with him for some trivial matters.

As she ate, she felt astringent in her eyes.

After sniffing, she continued to eat.

When he came out again, he saw that the two dishes on the table had been eaten halfway through, and a smile appeared on his face, but when he saw her red eyes, he was nervous again.

"Xiaoyu, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, people are just happy, the food you cook for them is so delicious." She blinked her eyes vigorously, tried to let the moisture in her eyes dissipate, and got up to prepare to serve him.

He was relieved, and then he held her down: "Then you can eat more and I will serve it myself."

She bit her chopsticks and tilted her head and looked at him: "Next time we will learn together."

"You don't need to learn."

She narrowed her mouth: "Do you think I'm stupid to learn?"

"The smell of cooking oil is unpleasant." He said as he presented his right hand to her, "I washed it with hand sanitizer three or four times, but still did not wash off the smell of oily smoke."

She immediately grabbed his hand and smelled it. Apart from the scent of the hand sanitizer, it really smelled of oily smoke that is unique to the kitchen.

"It smells bad, right?"

"No, this is the breath of life, how can it smell unpleasant?" She kissed his hand gently, and said seriously, "Especially the breath of life for me, I like it better. "

"How does my cooking taste?"

"Excellent! Really!" In order to prove her words, she let go of his hand, continued to eat, and served him with vegetables, "Eat together."

"If you like it, I will cook sweet and sour pork ribs for you next time."

"Ah? You can do this dish too?!" This is one of her favorite dishes.

He smiled unnaturally: "After learning many times, I still can't grasp the ratio of sugar to vinegar, but the master said that I have made a lot of progress. I think I will be able to get to the table after learning a few more times."

"Ahuan..." She felt warmer in her heart, and her eyes flashed brightly again.

"You haven't learned it yet? Don't be moved now, you..." His words were interrupted by the ringing of the cell phone. He glanced at the cell phone resting on the dining table, smiled slightly, and hung up.

At this moment, Mu Yu had seen the words "Yin Anran" written on the screen of his mobile phone, thinking of the situation where he wanted to kick himself, he suddenly curled his lips in his heart.

"Xiaoyu, we..." Qin Jinhuan said, and the phone rang again. Seeing that it was Yin Anran who was calling, he made a deep face.

"Let's take it, someone must have something important to look for your big brother-in-law." Mu Yu said coldly, and continued to lower his head to eat.

Qin Jinhuan hesitated for a moment, but still connected.