Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 1021 Ten fingers are fair and slender

Ning An's hair was scattered, the hair tie fell to the ground, and the long black hair fell down.

In a panic, she left Song Shaojun's arms and bowed her head in thanks: "Thank you."

Song Shaojun grabbed her wrist and looked carefully: "It's blistered."

"It's okay, I'll deal with it later."

Ning An bent down and picked up the hair tie on the ground.

On Ning An's hair, there was a faint fragrance of cherry blossoms, which spread in the air, penetrated into every molecule, and entangled with the smell of cologne on his body.

His heart beat violently a few times, and Ning An left Song Shaojun's side.

She went upstairs to the guest room to deal with the blisters.

The sky outside the window was exceptionally blue and sunny, revealing the ease of late summer.

Green vines cover the fence in the courtyard, and flowers bloom everywhere.

Ning An handled the wound carefully and sat by the bed for a long time.

There is a clear and shallow light in her big black and bright eyes, if there is nothing, her face is peaceful and calm.

After a long time, she combed her hair again and tied it with a hair tie.

Back in the kitchen again, she saw Song Shaojun cooking.

Unexpectedly, Song Shaojun's craftsmanship is very good.

At first he thought he was a young man who didn't stick to the spring water, but it turned out that Ning An looked at him with admiration.

"It's very fragrant." Ning An said with a smile.

"The wound has been treated?" He was cooking, his shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows.

The elegant figure has a sense of stability at home, and the whole person is elegant and peaceful.

"Okay, shall I come?"

"No, you go to the restaurant and sit down."

"That can't be done. I agreed that I would cook today, but I made you busy here. I'm sorry." Ning An was really embarrassed.

She just made a garlic crayfish, and even the steak wasn't done.

"If you're really sorry, you can make a fruit platter." Song Shaoyan curled his thin lips, turned his head to look at her, and then his eyes fell back into the pot.

"Okay." Ning An was straightforward.

The kitchen is huge, Song Shaojun cooks, and she cuts the fruit.

There are a lot of seasonal fruits in summer. Ning An washed grapes, cantaloupe, watermelon, dragon fruit... carefully made a fruit platter.

Song Shaojun walked behind her after finishing the steak with tomato sauce.

Ning An didn't notice him coming at all.

Song Shaojun reached out for the knife, picked a radish, and cut out a small flower.

He put the radish decoration beside the plate and smiled: "How about it."

Ning An was surprised, and looked at it without blinking. She turned and looked at Song Shaojun: "How did you do it? It's amazing. Have you learned it?"

"No, I was bored when I was a child, I thought about it myself, and then I will."

"Great."

"It's just a small skill." Song Shaojun laughed disapprovingly.

Ning An looked at the flower and smiled, she admired it from the bottom of her heart, it was really amazing.

The "flowers" are as lifelike as they are real.

She doesn't anyway.

"Is it good?" Song Shaojun saw that she had been watching, "I can teach you if you want to learn, but it's just a trick to coax people."

"very nice."

Seeing that she was very interested, Song Shaojun picked another carrot, slowed down, and showed her bit by bit.

Ning An watched carefully.

Song Shaojun's fingers are fair and slender, with distinct joints, and his movements are elegant and smooth.

After reading it once, Ning An shook his head: "It's too difficult, I won't learn it."

She is not a genius either, this matter is really difficult for her.

"You don't need to learn it, it's just fun." Song Shaojun smiled.

(End of this chapter)