The scheming beauty in Quick Travel is flirtatious and wild

Chapter 12 Do I Dance Well?
At noon the next day, as soon as Xie Xun went out, he bumped into Su Luo in the corridor.

Today she is wearing a white hooded sweatshirt and jeans, with a plain face, and is squatting and leaning against the wall to slide a short video.

Hearing the sound, she rubbed her numb legs and stood up. Seeing the man in straight clothes, she asked uncertainly:
"You have an appointment at noon?"

Xie Xun glanced at the shopping bags containing various ingredients on the ground and shook his head without any guilt.

Su Luo's eyes lit up and she smiled shyly:

"I bought vegetables to thank you for saving your life yesterday."

Suddenly, there was a vibration in the man's pocket. Xie Xun turned around and opened the door, then walked to the balcony and answered the phone.

"Well, I won't go... I have something to do temporarily."

Su Luo carried the bag into the kitchen, vaguely heard these words, and looked up at him.

The presidential suite is equipped with an open kitchen and a two-meter-long bar with all kinds of kitchen utensils.

She opened the refrigerator and not surprisingly saw only mineral water.

Xie Xun hung up the phone and returned to the living room, found a book and sat on the sofa. However, after flipping through a few pages, he found that he had not read any of it.

Instead, I couldn't help but glance towards the bar with my peripheral vision.

The woman's hair was tied loosely behind her head, and her sleeves were rolled up to her elbows, exposing two snowy arms.

She was using a knife to slowly and carefully divide a piece of pork into four equal parts, and then divided it into four equal parts, and then divided it into four equal parts...

Xie Xun laughed softly, closed the book and walked over.

Su Luo raised her head in confusion, and her distracted fingertip touched the blade.

She hissed and shook her hand, and blood seeped out along her fair skin.

The next second, his fingers were grasped by a dry and warm palm.

Xie Xun frowned: "Why are you so careless? I'll get a band-aid."

"Need not."

She hurriedly pulled his sleeve, took out the black handkerchief from her arms and handed it to him.

"Use this, let it breathe."

The handkerchief was folded upright, and there was a refreshing smell of laundry detergent on it.

Xie Xun's long eyelashes trembled, and he took it and wrapped it carefully for her. His slender fingers flexibly tied a tight knot on it.

"Given by a kind soul,"

Su Luo explained casually,

"I always carry it close to me."

After finishing speaking, she looked up and met Xie Xun's pink ears.

Su Luo looked concerned: "Do you have a fever? Your ears are a little red."

Xie Xun dodged the woman's soft pan reaching for his forehead, took the knife in her hand, and skillfully cut the meat into small pieces.

Su Luo lowered her hand indifferently, stepped aside and pretended to be surprised and asked: "Can you cook?"

"How would you like to eat?"

Xie Xun turned to look at her.

"Lower your head."

The hem of Xie Xun's shirt suddenly dropped, and he bent down unconsciously. Su Luo had already put the apron strap over his head.

The woman's fingers went all the way down along the edge of the apron, passed through his waist, and in an almost hugging posture, she fumbled and tied a bow behind his back.

She tied it for a long time, and her fingers touched the upper tailbone from time to time, causing tremors.

Xie Xun distracted his attention by counting Xuan'er on the top of her hair with a serious face, but the familiar gardenia fragrance in his nose made his mind sway.

Realizing what he was thinking, Xie Xun's throat rolled.

Just as he was about to step away, he met the woman's pure and innocent eyes.

"Then sweet and sour pork."

Su Luo looked straight at him and exhaled like a blue breath.

Xie Xun responded in a low voice, adding ingredients to the dishes skillfully with his hands, covering them with plastic wrap and setting them aside.

"Who did you learn Chinese food from when you were living abroad?" Su Luo watched as he quickly disemboweled a fish and handled the scales with the back of the knife.

"My grandfather."

His parents divorced when he was young, and he lived with the older generation. His grandma was never used to Western food, so his grandpa cooked Chinese food for her all his life.

Half an hour later, Xie Xun, wearing an apron, served two meat and two vegetarian dishes: sweet and sour pork loin, fish soup, mashed potatoes, and yam soup.

Su Luo smiled and went over to serve the rice: "Thank you for your hard work, I will cook next time."

Her tone sounded like a young daughter-in-law praising her husband.

Xie Xun paused while picking up the chopsticks and nodded almost imperceptibly.

Su Luo took a piece of sweet and sour pork and brought it to her mouth. She bit off most of it in one bite and chewed it with satisfaction.

"Well, it's delicious."

Her pink cheeks bulged like a hamster's, and she gave a thumbs up without raising her head, with the bow tied on it.

Xie Xun's eyes flashed with warmth, and he slowly served her a bowl of soup.

There were a few pieces of yam at the bottom of the small white porcelain bowl, and a few green onions floating on the soup, without any oil stars at all.

Su Luo took a spoonful and put it into her mouth. It tasted light as if there was no salt.

After drinking less than half the bowl, her eyes were still on the tenderloin, but the chopsticks she just stretched out were stopped by Xie Xun.

"You have to eat something else these days."

Su Luo was stunned for a moment, then noticed that the other three dishes were all nourishing the stomach and aiding digestion.

He still remembers it.

After the meal, the two sat on the sofa to eat, and Su Luo turned on the TV.

There is a romance show on the Fruit Channel, and several female guests are gathering together to figure out where to go on a date. After all, if you guess wrong, you will miss an opportunity.

"If you were a male guest, would you choose the location you like, or the location your crush likes?"

Xie Xun raised his head from the laptop screen, glanced at the TV and said lightly:
"The time cost is too high and I will not participate in this type of program."

Su Luo pursed her lips and changed the stage again. This time a contestant was dancing a familiar Korean style dance song.

So, she asked again: "Does she dance well?"

"Okay."

This time he didn't even raise his head, his fingers tapped on the keyboard, and his thoughts gradually became immersed in the email.

With such a beautiful woman sitting next to him, he is still in the mood to work?

So angry.

Su Luo pursed her lips, then suddenly stood up and turned up the volume of the TV.

As she walked, she took off her hoodie and tied it around her waist, wearing only a black camisole underneath.

The high-decibel music instantly hurt Xie Xun's eardrums, and when he raised his eyes, he met two beautiful butterfly bones.

The woman pulled down her headband, and her seaweed-black hair fell around her waist. She turned her back to Xie Xun, showing off her sexy curves, and raised her hands to make a dancing motion.

The chorus sounded, and her straight body suddenly shook out a big wave.

The waist swayed, and the hips twisted into a blood-spraying arc.

Her center of gravity dropped lower and lower, and her legs wrapped in jeans stretched into a full shape due to the squatting posture.

The ten fingers stretched out to grab the air and then closed one by one, like invisible hooks that grab people's souls.

When the music ended, a layer of fragrant sweat gradually formed on Su Hou's neck. She leaned on her knees and turned around.

The scorching gaze on her back completely converged the next second she turned her head.

Su Luo smiled innocently and elegantly at Mr.

She leaned close to the man's ear and breathed out:

"Then do you think my dance looks good?"

　(￣_,￣)Huh, dog man

　　
　
(End of this chapter)