Satan Duoqing: Woman, you can't escape!

Two kitchen knives were snatched back and forth, and there were still two figures arguing, and a dark face flashed in the fierce kitchen.

"If this fight continues, will this meal last until the Year of the Monkey?"

"Jing Chen, Mrs. Zhang doesn't chop vegetables for me, and I don't chop vegetables, so how can I do it myself?"

"Master..." Mrs. Zhang looked at Jing Chen innocently.

"Sister-in-law Zhang, let her cut, let me see if she can finish all the vegetables safely!" Jing Chen said in a displeased tone.

"Understood, young master!" Mrs. Zhang handed the kitchen knife to Yunwei.

Seeing the kitchen knife she had dreamed of, Jing Chen's bitter face no longer caught Yunwei's eyes.

Holding a kitchen knife, aim at the green vegetables on the cutting board and cut them off.

Yes, the knife is sharp and sharp.

Yunwei praised in her heart.

So, she cut again, because she hadn't cut any vegetables before, and the speed was very slow, although the cutting was very unfamiliar, even very slow, but she did not make any mistakes when she was careful.

It took a lot of work to finish cutting those few green vegetables, Yunwei couldn't help being anxious, there were so many vegetables that had to be cut and burned, her speed was so slow, it was really going to be the year of the monkey.

Should she be handed over to Mrs. Zhang?

Stealing a glance at Mrs. Zhang and Jing Chen, they saw that they were just looking at him in their spare time, as if they were waiting for her to ask for mercy.

She doesn't want it. It would be too embarrassing to admit defeat like this.

So, I gritted my teeth and thought about cutting the vegetables faster.

The kitchen knife began to cut quickly one by one, and I held it up with some fear, the hand holding the vegetable trembled uncontrollably, while the kitchen knife kept falling down.

Several times, the kitchen knife brushed against her fingers, causing cold sweat to break out from her forehead. She obviously couldn't cut vegetables quickly, but she still had to hold on.

"Enough!" Just as her trembling fingers moved back a little bit, and the kitchen knife brushed against her fingers and fell down, a voice that suppressed her anger sounded.

Suddenly, the kitchen knife stopped in the air.

Yunwei turned her head to Jing Chen with cold sweat on her forehead, but saw that he quickly snatched the kitchen knife from her hand, and said to her coldly: "I can't do it, why bother to be brave, step aside, let me do it! "

"Oh!" Yun Wei replied with some guilt, stuck out her tongue, and stepped aside.

Seeing Jing Chen cutting the potatoes very skillfully, the slices of potatoes were evenly spread out on the chopping board, Yun Wei and Mrs. Zhang stared.

That saber skill is simply a few layers higher than Mrs. Zhang's!

Yun Wei praised in her heart, she really found a good husband who can go to the hall and go to the kitchen!

Such excellent knife skills must have been cooked countless times.

Yun Wei thought in her heart, suddenly, she remembered that Jing Chen used to be a poor boy who experienced many hardships, he was the pillar of the family, and he must have done a lot of cooking and other work.

There was a trace of pain in my heart.

Under Yunwei's moved and astonished eyes, after a while, those dishes, fish and so on, were all finished under Jing Chen's flexible and familiar kitchen knife.

"Jing Chen, you are amazing!" Yun Wei admired sincerely.

"It's a piece of cake!" At this moment, Jing Chen's brows and eyes were filled with an unconcealable look, and Yun Wei was in a daze.

"Why are you in a daze, don't you want to cook? Don't hurry up!" Jing Chen patted her on the head and said.

"Oh, I got it!" Consciousness himself was in a daze, and Yunwei's face was stained with a layer of blush.

According to Mrs. Zhang's instructions, she turned on the fire and poured some oil into the pot. When Mrs. Zhang said the oil was warm enough, she poured the vegetables in the pot into the pot.

The sound of "Chi!" made Yunwei's hands tremble in fright, and the oil splashed on her hands made her hands shrink back, and the basin fell to the ground with a bang.

Seeing that the basin was broken, Yunwei panicked and knelt down to pick it up. Accidentally, the shattered crack cut open her fair skin, and bright red blood trickled out instantly.

"You can't do it, but you still want to do it. You won't stay in the living room and watch TV. You really don't know anything, and you will cause trouble!" Seeing her tender hand slipped out so A wound hurt like a scratch on his heart, and he couldn't help saying in a displeased tone.

"Jing Chen, I... I'm sorry, I'm really useless, I can't do anything well!"

I don't know if it was because of Jing Chen's reproach, or because of the pain in his hand, tears came out of his eyes, and he looked at him in a daze, like a child who did something wrong.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, besides saying these useless words, what else can you do besides crying!" Seeing her crying, my heart ached, but what I said was still insincere.

"Jing Chen, I didn't do it on purpose, I..." It was useless to be told by Jing Chen, her heart was so sad, but she tried her best to keep her eyes wide open to keep the tears from falling.

"Master, don't blame the young mistress, she doesn't want to!" Seeing Yunwei holding back her heartache, Mrs. Zhang said good things for her, and wiped the blood around the wound bit by bit with a towel .

Jing Chen didn't respond to Aunt Zhang's words, but walked out of the room with a dark face, leaving Yunwei and Aunt Zhang looking at each other.

"I'm really useless, I can't even cook a dish well, I really don't know what I can do!" Yun Wei murmured blankly looking at the door of the kitchen.

"It's not that young mistress is useless, it's just that young mistress is born wealthy and enjoys life, so she can't do these vulgar jobs, but sister-in-law Zhang is so envious that she can't do it!" said sister-in-law Zhang while wiping the blood stains.

"Sister-in-law Zhang... Thank you!" Yun Wei smiled bitterly at Mrs. Zhang, seeing her wiping the bright red blood stains on herself, and Jing Chen leaving already bored, she couldn't hide her sourness.

Just when she was about to stand up on the floor in a low mood, she saw Jing Chen appearing at the kitchen door again, leaning forward, and said in a cold tone, "Come out!"

"Oh!" With a low reply, she said to Aunt Zhang: "Sister-in-law Zhang, please clean up the pieces before cooking!"

Mrs. Zhang nodded kindly at her smiling face.

As soon as Yun Wei walked to the door, Jing Chen pulled her hand, with a gloomy expression, and pulled her forcefully towards the living room, pulling out a red mark on her wrist.

He threw him forcefully on the sofa, and her already injured hand touched the sofa. Yunwei frowned in pain, and more blood came out from between the wounds.

Just when she was at a loss, her hand was eagerly grabbed by another pair of hands. In astonishment, she saw him lower his face, put his lips on his fingers, and suck the blood into his lip cavity little by little.

His whole body trembled as if he had been shocked by an electric shock, and he didn't even dare to take a breath.

He didn't leave his lips until he could no longer see a trace of blood on his hands, and said in a hoarse voice, "Does it hurt?"

A warm greeting moved her beyond compare.

With tears in his eyes, he shook his head: "No, it doesn't hurt!"

"Liar, look at you frowning, and you still say it doesn't hurt!" He took out the band-aid, tore off the sticker, took her hand, and put it on carefully, very lightly.

It turned out that he just left the kitchen to get her a Band-Aid.

Strongly moved in her heart, she slowly leaned towards him, and said softly, "Jing Chen, your care, your concern, no matter how big the pain is, it's nothing."

Jing Chen hesitated for a while, put his wrist around her slender shoulders, and hugged her silently.

The sunlight shines on the two of them through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting spots of light and shadow.

The LCD TV plays Korean dramas.

Jing Chen leaned on the sofa with a tall and healthy body, although his eyes were always on the TV series, his hands were wrapped around Yunwei's hair lying on his lap to play.

Yunwei is like a lazy kitten, nestling on his lap, her bright eyes, like the waves of sea water, look deeply at the contours of his face.

Jing Chen is very good-looking, with a straight nose, a smooth chin, and lips that are light in color but shining with a trace of crystal luster, like raindrops falling on them, shimmering under the sunlight, she can't help but look at it crazy.

Jing Chen's appearance is not the kind that looks resolute and tough, but elegant, handsome and gentle. Taking a look at it, it is as comfortable and amiable as bathing in the spring breeze and sunshine.

There was obsession in his eyes, and he couldn't help raising his hand to move along the contours of his face. The warm and soft touch caused inexplicable palpitations.

He leaned down, his eyes tightly locked onto hers, his hands trembling slightly, and he turned to hold his neck, pulling him down bit by bit.

When the eyes collide, calcium carbide sparks.

The breath is almost audible, and the heartbeat is beating extremely fast, and the mobile phone rings like a ghost.

With a blushing face, Yunwei got up, and instead of looking at Mukai Chen, straightened her messy clothes, picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table and looked at it.

It was my mother's call, so I quickly pressed the answer button to answer it.

"Mom, have you arrived at the bus station?"

"Well, just arrived!"

"Okay then, Mom, you wait at the gate of the bus station, Jing Chen and I will come pick you up!"

"Ok!"

After hanging up some words, Jing Chen stood up knowingly, and walked out of the villa with Yun Wei.

After taking his parents and brother home, Mrs. Zhang had already prepared the meals.

As soon as Xiaojie entered the villa, his two energetic eyes kept wide open, and he looked around the gorgeous hall up, down, left, and right.

"Sister, this house is so big and beautiful. It's much better than our apartment of more than 150 square meters. If you invite your classmates to have a birthday party, a party or something, it will really save face!" Xiaojie looked at Looking at the spacious and bright living room, muttering to himself.

'jump! ' A pop chestnut hit him on the head.

"Mom, why are you hitting me on the head? It hurts me to death. Can you save me some face in front of my brother-in-law?" Xiaojie protested, covering his head with an aggrieved face.

"To save face, I don't know how to study hard at such a young age, I only know how to save face, if I really want to save face, I won't get such poor grades every time I take the test." Shen Xiuli said.