CEO’s Secret Lover

Chapter 361: He Wants To Supper

"What more do you have to say now?" After Ye Fei left, Su Yinghao looked up lazily, looking at Luo Qingyun standing aside.

Now she's the meat on his cutting board, how dare she be obedient?

"Since Mr. Su can look down on it, I will naturally serve you well." Luo Qingyun said in a formulaic tone, expressionless.

Su Haohao was not very satisfied with her answer. The main thing was that she hadn't had this attitude before. She clearly showed a desire to be with him. Why is her attitude so big now?

However, he didn't have time to think about her now.

In order to punish her successive rejections, Su Yunhao decided to take a good deal of her.

"Will you cook?" He asked, opening his mouth.

Luo Qingyun didn't know why he asked this question, but still nodded, "Yes."

"Very well, you cook now and make me some special dishes of W City." Su Shihao said, thinking about it, and added: "That seafood feast must be done."

Luo Qingyun listened, with a question mark on his face: "Do you want to eat now?"

If she remembered correctly, didn't they just come upstairs after eating Chinese food in the downstairs restaurant?

The food is still not digested in the stomach.

What's more, it takes a long time to prepare a large dish like a seafood feast, not to mention the complicated method.

You have to fry it, fry it, cook it in broth, and cook it in a hot pot ...

She is not good at making W City's special dishes. It is estimated that it will be late at night when she finishes.

"Yes, I'm going to eat now, and you should hurry to prepare." Su Yinghao nodded.

"But didn't you finish your meal? Eating too much at night is not good for your health. As your personal butler, I have an obligation to remind you of this." Luo Qingyun reminded him, but in fact, also Because it was him, she dared to say this. If she changed to another ordinary guest, it would be her responsibility as a housekeeper to meet all the needs of the guests.

"I didn't have enough dinner." Su Yanhao glanced at her, and said casually.

"The seafood feast is time-consuming. If you are not full, I might as well make you a few delicious side dishes so that you eat it at night without burdening your stomach. Can you see it?" Luo Qingyunzhe Middle Road.

Su Yanhao was a little bit upset: "It doesn't matter if it takes time, it's just ready for supper. Luo, housekeeper, go."

Luo Qingyun had no choice but to turn around and go out to the kitchen downstairs to prepare the ingredients.

After she left, Qiu Yan looked at Su Yanhao with a strange look: "President, can you still eat?"

Does he not remember his boss' appetite so well?

"Who said that if I let her do it, she will eat it by herself?" Su Minhao sneered and got up to go to the room. "I'll take a break first. You stare at her. You must do it by yourself, understand?"

"Oh." Qiu Yan was speechless. He still wanted to find time to meet his old classmate who had never seen him tonight.

Twenty minutes later, Luo Qingyun came upstairs with a lot of ingredients.

A kitchen side chef followed, pushing the trolley, which was full of fresh seafood and vegetables, and some special seasonings.

"Qing Yun, are you going to buy the New Year's Eve? Why did you make so many dishes?" Qiu Yan looked at Luo Qingyun's frowning face and couldn't help laughing.

"Don't talk cold words, come here to help, or you can only have breakfast tomorrow." Luo Qingyun shook his small face and said to him.

Qiu Yan heard the words and immediately stepped forward to help move the ingredients to the kitchen.

Fortunately, there is a side chef to help, the ingredients are quickly washed, cut and placed on a plate.

The next step is cooking.

Qiu Yi reminded at this time: "Qing Yun, the president said, if you want to make the dishes yourself, and let me supervise you, don't let the master help, or wait for the president to come out and see. . "

Luo Qingyun wasn't quite right when she heard this, she frowned. "What do you mean? I asked you to supervise me? Does he want to eat the food I cooked, or did he deliberately take the opportunity to rectify me?"

Fearful that she knew the truth would pick her picks, Qiu Yan explained quickly: "I think the president wants to eat your own dishes and want some memories. You think, the president used to eat the food you cooked. The taste is your best. Will pinch, in case he eats and eats and thinks of something, wouldn't it ... "

Listening to his flicker, Luo Qingyun felt reasonable again, so he turned to the side chef and said, "Master, it's hard for you. I remembered all the methods you taught me before, and then I can do it myself." Now. "

The side chef said something and smiled: "It's okay, butler Luo, if you have any questions, you can use the walkie-talkie to ask me and the head chef. The head chef has explained. Our kitchen will always meet the requirements of the presidential suite."

"Thank you." Luo Qingyun said, and sent the chef out.

Looking at the neatly packed ingredients on the counter, Luo Qingyun was full of energy, rolled up his sleeves, and started to do it.

Because the seafood feast is the most complicated and most processed dish, Luo Qingyun chose to make this dish first.

She took the big soup pot to stew the soup, and at the same time she used the wok to burn the oil. For a time, the whole house was full of fireworks, no longer the original magnificent, noble and elegant, inhumane fireworks.

The sound of cooking and frying in the open kitchen here, and the soothing music in the bedroom, Su Yinghao is sitting on the massage chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a book in his hand, Reading.

There is a door separated from the inside and outside, and the excellent sound insulation divides the house into two worlds.

After more than two hours and three hours of busy work, Luo Qingyun finally fried the fried food, stewed it, and steamed it. As long as the seafood feast hot pot is cooked in the soup pot, almost.

Then she started frantically cooking those special dishes.

Cooking is much easier, more than half an hour, three hot dishes, all finished.

When she brought all the prepared dishes to the table, she said to Qiu Qiu, "It's done. Go and invite him out for supper."

Qiu Yan got up and walked to the door of the master bedroom at this time, and knocked gently, there was no reaction inside.

Pushing in the door carefully, you saw that Su Yinghao had already taken a bath and slept soundly in bed.

Quietly exiting the room and bringing the door in, he walked in front of Luo Qingyun: "The president is asleep."

"Sleeping?" Luo Qingyun heard these two words, his head flickered for a moment.

She worked hard for more than three hours of supper in the kitchen, and now he actually sleeps?

"Qing Yun, or we should eat." Qiu Yan is not hungry, but he really doesn't want to waste Luo Qingyun's efforts.