Chi Chi X Gohan Novels & Stories

I could feel the breeze coming into the room as we ate in silence. "I love rain." Ishan said while thrusting the plate at me. I poured some rice and some side dishes onto his plate: Rice and side dishes. I can't spend it anymore. He didn't protest at all. Rich people are the same as ordinary people when they eat. If you are hungry, they have much food too. There are only oddities. The food Ishan bought was Chinese street food. Fried noodles, cap cay, and fuyung hai. I laughed inwardly.

hi Jiji, look what am I eating " " Don't bother me giri, I am not in the mood " " Arey tell me na what's this ?" " Kachori " "Correct and now tell me what is this he showed a bowl of kheer to gauri " " Kheer, ab mera car mat Kha " (now don't eat my brain ) " Hmmm kya Jiji,didnt you get it by watching kachori and kheer " Gauri thought for a minute then a smile appeared on her face with tears in her eyes she said little cluttering " gar..... Garima . "as making kachori and kheer are always garima's speciality

Lana chuckled. “And it’s like the moon goddess blessed him. When he first met Isabel, she liked everything his mate had, they both shared the same hobbies and Dr Kunle and his mate loved her.” Lana finished before placing the spoon in my hand. “The rice is made from tomatoes, ball pepper and chili pepper. It’s a spicy meal and Raya would be here with a drink. The chicken is still a bit hot so get started with the rice first.” She instructed and I nodded.

Alpha Chul remarked, raising his head and locking eyes with Deggy. "So you know there is a way to succeed in making ramen with red beans," Alpha Chul said with a serious expression. "Is there really a way?" Deggy asked eagerly. "First, you hide it, then make sure no one tastes it," Alpha Chul leaned in towards Deggy and said, causing Deggy's face to drop. "Is it really that bad?" "It tastes absolutely horrible," Alpha Chul said with a smile. "I'll bring you some honey to sweeten it," Deggy said dejectedly, getting up from his chair and leaving the dining room.

The old man Xhen ask Ah Gui who looks at him . " Shanghai or ?" Ah Gui ask again. " Hahha , good good , give her wanton noodles , I want Lo mein , can you cook that for us .These two made Zhajiangmein for them . That's popular in their hometown ." The old man Zhen said to Ah Gui.

“If that's what you want.” Now, he's gone. "But how about the food?!" I asked. I asked the waiter if this was paid. He said yes, so I just asked him to wrap it all for me, 'cause I'll take all of this home, and share it with Charis and Harley. It is a set of Japanese foods. Spicy ramen, chahan, which is the fried rice of Japan, the gyoza, and even a set of bento. He really is a millionaire. I wonder why he has to protect his position.

“But if you want, I could try baking one…” “Yes, please!” “How about 宫保虾蛄?” I asked. (Gōng bǎo xiā gū) (Spicy, stir-fried mantis prawn) “要饭么?” (Yào fàn me?) (Do you need rice?) “Yes, of course!” “…Rice?” Kuroyuki murmured. “…I want a 弁当, please.” (Bento) (Home-packed meal) “Then would you mind having the same rice with Kuroyuki instead?” Blaze asked me.

Mom and Dad had put Mina and Mallory to work while we were gone. They’d decorated the backyard, and had a table set up with different dishes from the local Chinese restaurant, Kimia’s favorite place. They’d ordered large quantities of both white and fried rice, sweet and sour pork, both chow mein and lo mein, beef and broccoli, cashew chicken, and walnut shrimp. Then, because Kimia loves chocolate, a homemade chocolate cake. My stomach growled when I saw the spread.

Celia’s POV It is really hard. Really, really hard trying to cook when you have a horny, caring and possessive husband making you wet for no reason. I cringe when I look for making words for what he is doing to me beneath his shirt I wore. I am making the sauce by mixing gochugaru, oyster sauce, minced garlic, and black pepper together in a small bowl to add it to the pan in which the onions, beef and jalapenos are being cooked. I am making this spicy stir fried noodles, if only he lets me.

“What do you want to eat?” Mishka narrowed her eyes at Kiara. “Chicken and Mushroom Ritoto… no, Rissoto,” She said again and Mishka scratched her eyebrow while listening to her, “Rylie’s nanny made this today for us, and I really loved it!!!” She trailed off while Mishka recalled Christian craziness with Risotto and he was up to eat at any time even if it turns cold. “Mummy, Risutu is my new favourite, it was so yummy. I’m kicking noodle out of my favourite list.” Kiara said. Her eyes were shining, describing the first experience with Risotto while scratching the wooden table with her fork.