Blast! The Group Favorite Fake Daughter Was Spoiled By the Film King and Cried

Chapter 935: Gu Huaijin's Cooking Skills

  Chapter 935 Gu Huaijin's Cooking Skills

  As soon as Gu Huaijin's message was sent out, Gu Yuluo's message came.

  【Fall: Check what, I'll notify him directly for you】

  【Uncle Gu: If you miss the exam on the day of the exam, are you responsible? 】

  【Fall: Don’t worry, the young master will come out, he will definitely come back】

   Seeing this, Gu Huaijin didn't say anything more, but Gu Yuluo sent another message.

  【Fall: Did the little girl come home? 】

  【Uncle Gu: I’m back, I just got home】

  【Fall: That’s okay, I have something to do, let’s go first】

   Seeing this, Gu Huaijin didn't reply to the message, but put away the phone.

  After putting away the phone, he realized that the little girl who was sitting next to him just now was gone.

   Instead, there was a slight movement from the direction of the kitchen, and Gu Huaijin subconsciously stood up.

   After seeing that Gu Zhiqi was just looking for something to eat in front of the refrigerator and didn't go into the kitchen, Gu Huaijin raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, breathing a sigh of relief.

   "Hungry?" Gu Huaijin asked Gu Zhiqi, then walked towards Gu Zhiqi.

   "A little bit." Gu Zhiqi nodded.

   took a piece of bread, tore a small piece and put it in his mouth.

   "Give Aunt Li a few days of vacation. Aunt Li will not be here for a few days, so I will find someone to come over and cook later." Gu Huaijin said, and began to unbutton his suit, "For today, let me make it for you."

  Gu Zhiqi listened, and looked up at Gu Huaijin, "Can you cook?"

   It doesn't look like someone who can cook.

  Facing Gu Zhiqi's suspicious eyes, Gu Huaijin's mouth twitched, "Little girl, what eyes?"

   Gu Zhixi chewed the bread, and said vaguely, "I'd better eat the bread."

  She didn't think that Gu Huaijin could cook.

  Gu Huaijin listened, took off his suit and put it on a chair beside him, and began to tie an apron, "Don't believe it, you liked to eat the meals I cooked when you were young."

  Gu Zhiqi:?

   "Really?" The suspicion in the bottom of the eyes did not decrease but increased.

   "Really, I won't lie to you, you and Gu Xingruo compete to eat the food I cook." Gu Huaijin said, turning his back to Gu Zhixi, "Come on, tie it."

  Gu Zhixi bit the bread, tied a beautiful bow behind Gu Huaijin, and watched Gu Huaijin enter the kitchen.

   Twenty minutes later, Gu Huaijin came out of the kitchen.

  Put the two bowls in his hand on the table, and beckon to Gu Zhiqi, "Girl, come over for dinner."

  Gu Zhiqi turned his head and looked at Gu Huaijin.

   Ready so soon?

  With curiosity, Gu Zhiqi stepped up to the dining table, and then saw two bowls of noodles on the dining table.

  Gu Huaijin had already sat down, saw Gu Zhiqi coming over, looked up at Gu Zhiqi and said, "That's all I can do, let's take it easy."

  Gu Zhiqi: "...Oh."

  She shouldn't have had any hope.

  Gu Zhiqi sat down and took a bite.

   "How is it? Is the taste okay?" Gu Huaijin looked at Gu Zhiqi and asked.

  Gu's parents know how to cook, and Gu's mother is especially good at cooking, but for some reason, except for Gu Yuluo, none of the children inherited their cooking genes.

  Gu Huaijin only knows how to cook noodles.

   Gu Mengyang is a little bit better, besides cooking noodles, he can also scramble eggs and fried rice.

  Gu Xingruo...the dark cuisine made.

  Gu Xiyue seems to be able to cook.

   When I was at the Medical League a few days ago, Gu Huaijin was lucky enough to eat the food she cooked, and the taste was a little worse than that in the Medical League cafeteria.

  Gu Zhiqi is the most dangerous, he will blow up the kitchen if he disagrees.

   It can be said to be a coincidence that it was blown up once or twice, she always blows up.

   Unfortunately, since she was a child, she has a kind of self-confidence, and she always feels that if she does it a few times, it will not explode.

   Tried countless times, the most serious one, when I was ten years old, I blew myself into the hospital, and almost failed to recover.

  (end of this chapter)