The male god proposed again today

Chapter 216 Seeing You, I Always Want to Touch You
"Why this expression?" Seeing Han Yingying's expression of "I don't believe it, don't lie to me that I am young and ignorant", Shen Mosheng suddenly found it funny.

"Grandpa can do housework, is it unusual?"

"Of course it's strange. Grandpa is so old-fashioned that he beats you even when he kneels down to propose marriage. Shouldn't he say that a gentleman stays away from the kitchen and that housework is a woman's business?"

As Han Yingying spoke, she also imitated old master Shen's expressions and movements.

There is no one around who is not afraid of Mr. Shen.

When children cried when they were young, their parents would scare them: "If you cry again, I will send you to the old man of the Shen family."

The baby stopped crying immediately.

Mr. Shen is the common childhood nightmare of the children in this area.

Seeing her lifelike appearance, the smile on Shen Mosheng's face grew stronger: "If Grandpa hears it, he will stare at you again."

"He stared at me, so I cried for him." Ever since she knew that old man Shen was afraid of her tears, Han Yingying was not as afraid as before.

That fierce and fierce look was indescribably cute, Shen Mosheng couldn't help rubbing her head, her dark eyes sparkled with starlight.

"Shen Mosheng, how did you learn from my brother to always rub my hair?" Han Yingying protested softly.

"Sakura's hair is very soft."

"But your hairstyle is all messed up by you."

"Sorry, I just can't help it." Shen Mosheng smiled shyly, "I always want to touch you when I see you."

"Go and cook, I'm hungry." Han Yingying pushed him with a smile.

Every time he talks about love, he doesn't realize it, and when he should say it, he loses the chain.

"What to eat?"

"what will you do?"

"If you want to eat, I will make it." Shen Mosheng looked at her and chuckled, "If you don't, I will learn."

"Eggplant with minced meat and lettuce in oil."

Shen Mosheng nodded, and hugged Han Yingying horizontally.

"What are you doing?" Han Yingying put her arms around his neck and asked nervously.

After carefully placing her on the sofa, and putting the remote control and snacks by her hand, Shen Mosheng spoke in satisfaction.

"You watch TV first, eat some snacks, and I'll call you when you're done."

"I'll accompany you."

"The oil smoke hurts the skin."

"Then come on."

"Ah."

Sitting comfortably on the sofa, eating snacks and watching TV, the corners of Han Yingying's mouth couldn't stop rising.

Shen Mosheng said that he would spoil her like a father spoils his daughter, and he really did.

What a handsome man who keeps his promises!

Han Yingying didn't watch anything on the TV, all she cared about was Shen Mosheng in the kitchen.

She hadn't seen Shen Mosheng cooking, so she didn't know if he was handsome or not.

The more I think about it, the more itchy I feel.

She put down her snacks and hopped into the kitchen.

Inside the transparent glass door, Shen Mosheng was wearing a white shirt with his sleeves rolled up, and was cutting vegetables skillfully and swiftly.

Even though it is an ordinary kitchen knife, it looks like a unparalleled sword in his hand, exuding a cold light, and swiping it vigorously, it seems that it can cut everything.

After the preparations are done, Shen Mosheng starts the fire, puts in the oil, and cuts the ingredients. Every step is methodical, skillful and elegant. It seems that he is not cooking, but creating art.

Both father and elder brother are good at cooking, and Han Yingying has long been used to cooking by men.

But she still felt that Shen Mosheng's appearance was extremely charming.

As if sensing her gaze, Shen Mosheng suddenly turned around.

Seeing her, Shen Mosheng's expression changed, he turned off the fire, opened the door, and asked nervously: "Yingying, what's wrong? What's wrong?"

(End of this chapter)