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Is the western restaurant still open or closed, just go and have a look? When Gu Linji drove Chuxi to the Western Restaurant, oh, the Western Restaurant was closed. The two of them stared at the closed door of the Western restaurant for a long time, and Chu Xicai suddenly laughed: "It seems-God doesn't want me to eat, wants me to be hungry until dawn..." Gu Linji hugged her shoulder and put her in her arms: "It's okay, I'll do it for you when I go back." Chuxi was very surprised: "You can cook?" "Yes." "Good!" As a result, the two happily went to the supermarket to buy food. Chuxi could hardly imagine that one day he and a man would go to the supermarket to buy food in the middle of the night. Two people bought ingredients and went back to the kitchen. Because it was very late, people in Aaron family had basically rested, and maybe only Gu Linji and Chu Xi were still awake at this time. They quietly entered the kitchen, moving as gently as possible in order not to wake others. Chu Xi had never been to the kitchen before, so she was very interested in the things in the kitchen. She touched the stove, looked at the range hood and the furnishings in the room, which made Chu Xi feel that she had missed a lot of things. "I have never been in the kitchen before." Gu Linji was somewhat surprised: "Never?" Chuxi shook his head: "My mother never let me into the kitchen before, saying that the lampblack in the kitchen is not good for my skin. Every time I want to go in and see what the kitchen looks like, I am driven out by my mother. Is it incredible?" Gu Linji nodded: "A little." "I tell you, in order to satisfy my own curiosity, I went online to search the kitchen. Now I can really see the kitchen. There is a... wonderful feeling." Gu Lin did not know when he came behind Chuxi. His hands passed through her waist and held together in front of her. "Do you want to learn to cook?" Chuxi wanted to think, nodded and replied, "Yes!" "I'll teach you." "Really?!" "Hmm." "Good." Gu Linji pushed Chuxi to the side of the stove. He took down the hanging chopping board and put it away. Then he took it down and guessed that he put the washed ingredients on the chopping board: "The first thing is to learn to cut vegetables." "Cut vegetables?" Chu Xi is a kitchen idiot. She has only used a fruit knife. Facing such a big kitchen knife, her eyes are shining and her face is curious. "How to cut it?" Gu Linji stuffed the kitchen knife into her hand to correct her guessed posture. Then, his big hand held Chuxi's small hand and took her to learn to cut vegetables. "Holding a knife in your right hand and holding down the dish in your left hand, so that you can cut it hard with one knife." Gu Linji said, while demonstrating to Chuxi. One after another, when Chuxi saw the ingredients cut into small pieces, she had a sense of accomplishment: "It turned out to be like this." Chu Xi cut some food materials according to Gu Linjin's appearance just now. Looking at the food materials being cut into small pieces under her kitchen knife, she had an unspeakable sense of accomplishment. Gu Linji had already boiled the water in the pot. He was teaching Chuxi what to do for the rest of the time. When Chuxi saw that he had finally cooked a bowl of noodles with Gu Linji's help, the smile on the corners of his mouth could not be suppressed. "It turns out that I can cook too." Chu Xi looked at Gu Linji with a smiling face and pushed the noodle he had made to him: "Taste it?" Before Gu Lin could speak, she moved the noodles back to her side: "Forget it, I can't guarantee the taste, I'll eat it myself. After all, I have to eat what I made myself when I cried!" However, it was stopped by Gu Lin. Chu Xi watched Gu Linji push the noodle he made to his front, and the noodle she made broke free from her hand and reached Gu Linji's hand. Although both bowls of noodles are noodles, Chu Xi can evaluate them very fairly. The noodles made by Gu Lin are much better than those made by her. In front of the face is sending out fragrance, ChuXi more and more feel his stomach hungry, she picked up chopsticks, eat up. Chu Xi caught a glimpse of Gu Linjin's move out of the corner of his eye and saw Gu Linjin pick up chopsticks. When Gu Linji tasted the noodles he made, Chu Xi was very nervous, but he was also very looking forward to it. He hoped that what he made could be affirmed by Gu Linji. Gu Lin swallowed it. Chuxi stared at him unblinkingly and then asked, "Is it delicious?" Gu Lindo expressionless, calm tone, ChuXi can't see or hear Gu Lindo what evaluation is, had to ask. After two seconds, Chuxi's heart was pulled together: "How about it?" For a long time, Gu Linji said a word: "Hmm." "Hmm? What does hmm mean? Is it delicious or not? Can you make it clear?" Gu Linji nodded: "Delicious." "Really?!" Chuxi was about to jump up happily. She moved the bowl in front of Gu Linjin to her front, picked up a chopstick of noodles and put it in her mouth. She is not afraid to taste it carefully, just put the noodles in her mouth, and she can feel the taste of the noodles, as if... no taste, white, her salt... as if too little. In order to be beaten in the face by himself, Chuxi had to bite the bullet and swallow the noodles. Well, in the back, the noodles are not white, but salty. Well, it's not that she didn't put enough salt, it's that she didn't stir well. Chu Xi really felt that she had a crow's mouth, said what she made, and cried and ate it. Now she is eating her own noodles, and she really wants to cry. What kind of human suffering is this? Chuxi's face changed from smiling face to crying face, and she finally, finally swallowed the noodles. Chuxi's face wrinkled into a bitter gourd face. She looked at Gu Linji and cried, "How can you say this taste is delicious?" Chuxi just chewed a few rough times and swallowed it, but she still bit the raw part. Chuxi's self-confidence was greatly hit. She held her noodle bowl tightly: "Can I pour it?" Gu Lin looked at her stupefied: "I can eat." "No!" Chuxi refused to justify his words. "It's too bad to eat!" "Then what else should I eat?" Chu Xi glanced at the two bowls of noodles on the table. One bowl was hers and the other was made by Gu Lin. She had just eaten a mouthful of noodles made by Gu Lin. They were delicious and wanted to eat them. She was reluctant to give them to others. But her noodles... can't eat, don't let Gu Lin hungry?