[BL] The Stand-in Refuses to Become a Regular

Chapter 7

One month into the job, Xue Yingshuang started cooking for Xing Yun.

As the boss, Xing Yun still has some requirements for eating. Therefore, in his eyes, Xue Yingshuang's cooking is too ordinary, too vulgar, and has no style.

In the morning, Xing Yun's breakfast was a bowl of red noodles.

He seldom ate noodles before, and he only ate Western-style pasta when he wanted to.

He picked up his chopsticks and said in disgust whether he wanted to eat it or not: "Mianmian, what else can you do besides noodles?"

Xue Yingshuang: "I also know soup noodles and fried noodles."

Three minutes later, Xue Yingshuang asked Xing Yun, who bowed his head to eat noodles seriously and was sweating, "Do you like noodles?"

Xing Yun's mouth was full of faces, and he nodded unpreparedly: "I like it."

"Would you like to eat next time?"

"eat."

"Okay, then I'll make Laoganma noodles next time."

"Lao Ganma?" Xing Yun shook his hand, and the noodles fell off his chopsticks.

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Thinking that he had turned his face for the Laoganma gift box and Xue Yingshuang that day, Xing Yun felt uneasy, but he could eat it.

A few days later, Xing Yun woke up in the morning with his eyes half-open and half-closed, as if sleepwalking, tying his tie and walking to the kitchen: "What to eat?"

Xue Yingshuang said: "There is some chicken soup left over last night, use that to cook noodles."

Hearing that he was going to eat the leftovers from yesterday, Xing Yun woke up immediately, his already big eyes widened, and he said displeasedly, "I asked you to come and let me eat the leftovers?"

Xue Yingshuang glanced at him and persuaded: "First, eat a little pad for your stomach. If you don't like it, I will contact the assistant to buy breakfast for you in a while."

Xing Yun slammed the kitchen door, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

After a while, Xue Ying came out with a big bowl of chicken noodle soup. Xing Yun stared at it: "So many, feed the pigs!"

Xue Yingshuang said: "If you can't eat it, leave it, I will eat it."

After Xue Yingshuang finished speaking, he went back into the kitchen, Xing Yun picked up his chopsticks in disgust, thinking that he had chicken soup last night, and he wanted to drink chicken soup again this morning. Does he have to eat leftovers? He hates leftovers the most!

However, the chicken soup left over from last night has a stronger taste today. Xue Yingshuang has skimmed off all the oil slick on the soup, so it is not oily at all, just fragrant. In addition to vermicelli noodles, the bowl of chicken soup also adds green vegetables, mushrooms and a few fish balls, which is nutritionally balanced.

Xing Yun, who just didn't want to eat a single bite, bowed his head and thought that chicken noodle soup was delicious. I like chicken noodle soup.

While eating, I heard Xue Yingshuang's voice from behind: "Rang, Rang."

Xing Yun skillfully moved to the side, and in an instant, there was another poached egg that was just fried from the pot in his bowl.

"Add an egg for you." After Xue Yingshuang finished speaking, he went back to the kitchen with the spatula.