Queen: Let you go on stage to sell miserably, and you go on stage to laugh

Chapter 37 The atmosphere is here, I must show my hand

The atmosphere of Chapter 37 is here, I must show my hand

Xu Jiao, who was already in a deep sleep, didn't know what Jay Chou was thinking. Although she was ashamed, it didn't delay her sleep. Only when she rested would she be radiant.

When I woke up in the morning, I saw on my phone that it was almost seven o'clock, and I wanted to sleep for a while, but suddenly remembered that there was someone sleeping outside, so I quickly sat up and changed clothes, put on a T-shirt and shorts, tied my hair with a ball, and went out to wash.

Jay Chou had already woken up, looked at Xu Jiao who came out, and then thought of the scene last night, suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, then went to the window and looked outside: "There are already fewer people, but there are still a few cars."

In this case, you must not go downstairs.

In order to avoid contact with Jay Chou, Xu Jiao quickly slipped into the bathroom.

Not long after he finished washing, he saw Jay Chou was sitting on the sofa, pretending to search the refrigerator to avoid embarrassment, but he didn't think there was really something in it.

Looking at it, it turned out to be potatoes, tomatoes and beef brisket.

"There are ingredients here." Xu Jiao opened the door of the refrigerator and turned her head and said to Jay Chou in surprise. At this moment, her hunger had made her forget the embarrassment.

Hearing that Jay Chou was also overjoyed, he walked over quickly and saw that there was really something in the refrigerator: "Can you do it?"

He was taller than Xu Jiao, and when he looked at her, he always looked down, but because he stood so close, he was so close that he could feel each other's breath.

Xu Jiao subconsciously took a step back, brushed her forehead and said softly, "I can learn from Douyin."

"Do you want me to help you?" He followed Xu Jiao and took a step forward.

The two were only an arm's length away, and Xu Jiao felt that her breathing was disordered again.

"No...you don't have to do it yourself." After speaking, she hurriedly turned and walked towards the kitchen.

"You haven't got the ingredients yet." Jay Chou stopped her from behind, with a teasing tone in his tone.

Xu Jiao turned around again and only concentrated on picking up the ingredients in the refrigerator, without looking at Jay Chou, holding beef brisket, tomatoes, and potatoes after several attempts, but failed to get them right.
Zhou understood at the side looked at her with a half-smile, and took the potatoes: "I'll do it."

Xu Jiao blushed and did not speak.

"Why don't I do it?" Jay Chou looked at Xu Jiao who was washing the vegetables and said.

"What can you do?" Xu Jiao didn't know that when she spoke just now, she no longer called him Jay Chou, and she could even joke with him.

"Not many are good at it, but there are quite a few varieties of beef." Jay Chou was not bragging, he usually cooks at home by himself, and his skills are not bad.

Today, she even wanted to show her skills in front of Xu Jiao.

Xu Jiao knew his little things, and said in her heart, is Jay Chou so powerful?

He straightened up and gave the place to Jay Chou: "Okay, then you do it."

Xu Jiao stared curiously at Jay Chou who was cooking in the kitchen in trousers and a shirt. He had a really good figure, his back was neither thin nor overly strong, his figure with wide shoulders and narrow waist made Xu Jiao swallow unconsciously.

Afraid that it would be bad to keep staring at him, Xu Jiao pretended to look around the kitchen casually and cleared her throat: "Is this house rented by Hongcheng? It's really nice."

What she said was true, the open kitchen, the cream cabinets, everything was brand new, it looked clean and comfortable.

"Is that enough for you?" Jay Chou looked back at her with a mockery in his eyes.

"Oh, I never dreamed that I could live in such a nice house." Xu Jiao leaned against the kitchen, picked up a tomato he had scalded and began to peel it, her tone sincere.

Jay Chou lowered his head to cut the meat, his eyes narrowed and he said casually: "You will live better in the future."

Hearing these words in Xu Jiao's ears, another meaning changed, the base of her ears turned red again, and her head lowered even more.

She pursed her lower lips, glanced at his sleeves, put the tomato next to the cutting board, straightened up and gently pulled his sleeves and said softly, "Be careful, the sleeves are all wet."

After Xu Jiao finished speaking, she pulled up the sleeve of Jay Chou's shirt and rolled it up for him, her fingers accidentally scratched his arm.

Jay Chou trembled from being cut.

Compared with his hard arms, Xu Jiao didn't seem to know how soft her hands, which she cared for all the years, were so soft. Seeing him dodge a little, then put down the kitchen knife and stood up slightly. The straight Jay Chou was nearly taller than Xu Jiao. a head.

Looking down at Xu Jiao, he said absently, "Where is this hand?"

He handed over the other one too.

In fact, his sleeves were originally rolled up to his elbows, but with his hands down, the sleeves fell down a bit.

Xu Jiao lowered her head and pulled Jay Chou's other hand, holding his wrist with one hand, and rolled up his shirt with the other hand, said casually: "It's the first time I've seen someone dress so formally for cooking. "

After she finished speaking, she also rolled up her sleeves, and let go of her hands naturally. She raised her head to meet Zhou Dong's intriguing eyes, Xu Jiao was startled, her heart pounded, and she took a step back unconsciously.

Dodging his eyes, he touched his nose unnaturally, and pointed to the beef on the chopping board: "Okay, what are you... going to do?"

She turned the topic stiffly.

However, Jay Chou took a step forward, raising his hand to brush a strand of hair behind her ear.

Xu Jiao dodged her head and said shyly, "I... I will do it myself."

Hearing that, Jay Chou raised his brows, took a step back and laughed in a low voice: "Reciprocity is a courtesy, beef brisket stewed with tomatoes and potatoes, is that okay?"

"Ah, then...then you do it, I'm going out." Xu Jiao pointed to the living room and said softly, then walked out behind him, and it was not until the living room's face slowly returned to normal.

Folding the quilt on the sofa, leaning on it, listening to the sound of chopping vegetables, her mind drifted to the kitchen again.

She was far away, so she could only take a rough look in the living room, seeing Jay Chou raising a knife in his hand.

The onion, ginger, and garlic cloves were smashed by him, and he was peeling them. After a while, he chopped them into piles of emerald green, apricot yellow, and tender white.

Then pour oil into the hot pan and sauté until fragrant.

Xu Jiao could smell the smell of garlic sitting in the living room, stood up and walked to the door of the kitchen, opened the sliding door and praised sincerely: "Dr. Zhou, your craftsmanship is really good."

"It's okay."

"Sure enough, only good food can heal a bad mood."

"Don't eat it after that, because I hope you will maintain a good mood every day." Then he turned around and smiled casually at Xu Jiao.

bang bang bang! 'Xu Jiao could only feel her heart beating faster again.

She opened the door and walked into the kitchen as if to hide, pointing to the freshly peeled potatoes: "Let me cut it for you."

As he spoke, he picked up the kitchen knife and prepared to do it.

"No, I'll do it." Then he clasped Xu Jiao's wrist, and inserted his other big hand between her palm and the potato. The strength was not heavy, but the temperature from Jay Chou's skin made Xu Jiao I feel like I can't move.

"Let me do it." Xu Jiao looked up at Jay Chou, her voice was as soft as a mosquito buzzing.

"Don't cut your hand."

Xu Jiao insisted: "No, I have cut it before."

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(End of this chapter)