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Jing Jiaren stood in the huge kitchen.

Although this is a farmer, there are refrigerators, microwave ovens, and all kinds of electrical appliances.

There are a lot of ingredients in the refrigerator, divided into categories——

Of course, where Ximen Longting lived, there was naturally everything he wanted.Especially since this farmer is so biased, Wilson had stuffed it with food in case of a rainy day.

Jing Jiaren opened the refrigerator and found frozen beef inside.

On the cutting board, she has already cut some side dishes...

Vegetables are picked in the vegetable garden behind the farmers and are very fresh.

Jing Jiaren felt faint pain in her chest from time to time, and she was very weak, but it didn't hinder her hard work once in a while.

Love strawberry wine, honey melon love jelly, love brand honey white pear, love milk biscuit, love potato cake, love black pepper chicken drumstick rice, love potato cake...

Jing Jiaren has created a series of love lunches.

What I made today is love beef. Of course, the beef is not made into a heart shape, as it will not be delicious.

Jing Jiaren Fantuan made up two small people, vegetables for decoration, and tomato sauce for writing...

While washing vegetables, her wound opened due to too much movement.

Jing Jiaren pressed her chest, only feeling pain.

Suddenly a pair of hands gently supported her from behind, Jing Jiaren lowered her head and saw the diamond ring on his ring finger.

In Jing Jiaren's vain imagination, she can't tell anything apart, there is no logic at all in her mind, she only knows to do things according to her own wishes...

And if it is a fantasy in reality (such as the time in the tavern), she will be rational and will work hard to distinguish reality from illusion.

The former is unconscious and the latter is conscious.

Therefore, Jing Jiaren herself didn't understand why she came here to cook.

She saw the hands holding her, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised: "Today we eat beef."

no answer.

"Don't hold me all the time, it will affect my cooking skills...Ximen Longting, go and set the dishes."

"Let me hug you." A low voice rang in her ear, kissing her earlobe.

Jing Jiaren came back to her senses, looking at those jeweled red eyes, the smile in her eyes softened even more.

The sun shone brightly across the room.

She stretched out her hand lightly, and hugged in the air, but what she held in her hand was nothingness——

And at the kitchen door, Ximen Longting Gao Ning's figure froze and was about to rush in. Aunt Qu held him by her side: "It's useless, she is completely living in her own fantasy. It will make her more disturbed."

Once, Aunt Qu didn't understand and rushed over to wake Jing Jiaren up.

In the end, Jing Jiaren imagined her to be Ji Zihan...

What happened was that Aunt Qu was slapped twice and almost pushed down the stairs by Jing Jiaren.

Ximen Longting said sullenly: "Could it be just watching like this?!"

"She will wake up in half an hour after finishing her lunch." Aunt Qu said with experience, "Wait a minute."

"..."

"Master, all we can do now is wait."

Seeing the woman he loves close at hand, hurt and weak, cooking for her imaginary "him"? !

Ximen Longting shook heavily, his heart ached!

Jing Jiaren watched "Ximen Longting" leave the kitchen, her eyes passed through Ximen Longting, and she couldn't see him and Aunt Qu.

Then she turned around, with a smile on her lips, and continued cooking the steak.

The delicious aroma filled the air, and the seafood soup was still simmering in the pot on one side.

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