Chapter 753 - An Unappetizing Breakfast
The Male Main's Uncle Is Openly Obsessed With Me
âThen get up, Iâve prepared breakfast for you.â
Su Yayanâs movements suddenly stopped, and her eyes widened in surprise. âYouâve prepared breakfast for me?â
âYes.â
âYou made it yourself?â
Huo Chenhuanâs ears were slightly red, and he replied like a little wife, âYes.â
Su Yayan blinked and said in surprise and confusion, âDid you do something to let me down?â
Huo Chenhuanâs expression froze. âWhy do you ask?â
Su Yayan wrapped her arms around his neck and hung herself on him. âIf you didnât do anything to let me down, why did you suddenly cook breakfast for me?â
One must know that before this, someone did not even know how to wash rice!
âI didnât do anything to let you down.âHuo Chenhuan hugged Su Yayanâs waist back. âI just suddenly wanted to cook something for you to cheer you up.â.
âReally?â
âYes.â
Su Yayan took a deep look at him and kissed him. She did not ask any more questions.
After washing up as soon as possible, Su Yayan ran downstairs in high spirits. She wanted to see what Huo Chenhuan had cooked for her.
Huo Chenhuanâs breakfast was actually very simple. He fried an egg that did not look like a poached egg. Then, under the direction of the chef at home, he cooked the wontons that were already wrapped in the refrigerator.
Even so, Su Yayan still felt that it was a special surprise.
âIt looks good.â Su Yayan looked at the fried egg that was obviously a little overcooked and looked like it was still oily. She did not hold back in praising him.
It was already not easy for him to perform like this for the first time in the kitchen. At least, he did not burn it.
If Huo Chenhuan knew what Su Yayan was thinking, he would probably be so embarrassed that his ears would turn red.
It was not that he did not burn the eggs, but after wasting a lot of eggs, with the help of a few chefs, he managed to make a decent omelet.
Frying an egg was not particularly difficult, but it was still difficult for a rookie like Huo Chenhuan to make a beautiful omelet.
Su Yayan did not have much hope, and under Huo Chenhuanâs expectant gaze, she took a bite of the egg.
The egg was indeed a little overcooked, but it was still edible. It was just that... ahem, the salt was a little too much, and it tasted a little too salty.
Su Yayan swallowed the egg and suppressed the urge to drink water immediately, she encouraged, âDelicious! Itâs already very good to be able to make it like this for the first time. Maybe if you make it a few more times, you can even replace our chef in the future.â
Huo Chenhuan did not hear the comfort and exaggeration in Su Yayanâs words. His eyes lit up and he said cautiously, âIf you like it, Iâll practice more. Iâll cook it for you every day.â
â... Thatâs not necessary. Youâre so busy every day. Itâll be tiring to do this again. Just leave it to them.â
âAs long as you like it, I donât feel tired.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
â...â Forget it. This disgusting little thing called romance, she had to eat it even if she cried!
Sitting across the dining table, Zheng Qianyang stared at his nephew who was acting like a little wife who was affectionate with his wife. The corner of Zheng Qianyangâs mouth twitched slightly. He somehow felt that he was a little redundant here!
The eggs were fried too salty. The wonton soup was actually not very good. A few of them were broken. The skin was the skin, and the filling was the filling. They had disintegrated. The soup did not have any seasoning or salt. It was very bland.
Su Yayan took a bite of the eggs and drank a mouthful of wonton soup.
She thought to herself, âItâs a good thing Huo Chenhuan didnât make the wonton soup as salty as the eggs.â.
The salty and light soup was just right to neutralize it. It was a blessing in disguise.