Chapter 37 Little Night's Cooking

After a second of surprise, An Xiaowan nodded in agreement.

This man always came to the villa very late, when did he go back early for dinner.

Really abnormal.

An Xiaowan looked at the time, then looked at Susan, "Say the benefactor, and the benefactor will come."

Susan had no choice but to "work harder, time waits for no one."

An Xiaowan fell silent and nodded.

It was only four o'clock when I got home.

Looking at the fresh vegetables and meat that the servants had just bought, she suddenly had an idea.

The bad look, she showed it, now, it's time for him to see something different.

Just do it.

She rolled up her sleeves and put on an apron, tied up her long, wavy hair, and walked into the kitchen with light steps.

"I'll come today."

The cooks in the kitchen were stunned.

"An Xiaowan is good at cooking?" The cooks looked at her with hope.

An Xiaowan blinked, put one hand on the kitchen door frame, smiled and shook her head, "No, what's the matter?"

She just stood casually, a well-cut dress wrapped her perfect figure, and her beautiful figure was full of natural charm and charm.

Several servants stared straight at him, thinking to themselves, this young lady is simply a natural beauty.

No wonder even Mr. Huo, who has never been close to women, was fascinated by her.

"Huo Shao has very high requirements for food." The cooks knew that she was Huo Shao's woman, so they spoke very tactfully.

"Huh? How tall?"

The butler just walked in, and when he heard this, he smiled and interrupted the chefs, and said kindly: "If you know that Miss An made it yourself, the young master should be happy. You can take the things that the young master usually avoids, and love them. Just tell Ms. An about your taste."

Since the night when An Xiaowan was asked to deliver the medicine, Assistant Lott and the butler both treated An Xiaowan much better.

The chefs nodded.

An Xiaowan clapped her hands and chuckled, "How about this, your dishes are reduced by two, I'll make up for it, and the rest is normal."

Huo Shen came back on time.

As soon as he walked into the living room, he smelled the aroma of food.

At the same time, a beautiful woman in an apron, dyed with the smell of fireworks, came out of the kitchen, holding a plate of dishes.

Huo Shen stopped and stared.

Her figure was too beautiful and elegant, and it really didn't fit the apron on her body.

But when they are really matched, her amorous feelings are dyed with a touch of tenderness in life, which blends very well.

Her appearance at this moment is nothing like the little fairy who was drunk that night.

"Master." The housekeeper followed him, seeing him stop and look at An Xiaowan who was not far away, smiled and said softly: "Miss An heard that you are coming back, so she got home early and started preparing meals."

Lott assisted and said: "It's really thoughtful."

Huo Shen's face was calm and indifferent, and he went back to the bedroom and changed into casual clothes.

When he went downstairs, the food on the table in the dining room had already been set, and An Xiaowan had taken off her apron, and she was sitting relaxedly by the table.

Hearing the sound, she immediately raised her head and winked at him.

Huo Shen sat down in his seat.

On the table, there are ten dishes, including meat, vegetables and soup, which are very rich.

Just the appearance of a few of these dishes...

Huo Shen's eyes were concentrated on the edge of the table, as if three dishes were deliberately low-key.

The chefs in the distance, as well as Assistant Lott and the housekeeper, became a little nervous. After all, under normal circumstances, Huo Shen would have already been so disgusted that he had asked people to withdraw when he saw this kind of dish.