Sir, I will not marry!

Chapter 760 Ma Ma’s Rice Cooking

In fact, love is really simple. It is nothing more than two people being together. Because of the company of that person, you will taste the taste of happiness in your ordinary life.

Jiang Xiaonuan suddenly discovered that Rong Chen and Shen Lingye were completely different in her heart.

How can it be the same?

When Shen Lingye kissed her and asked her for something, she would feel that he was domineering, but she never felt this problem, as if he and her should be so lingering.

And it was so natural for her to lie on his chest and hug his strong waist, or sleep with her arms around his neck.

But Rong Chen was different.

Every time he met Rong Chen's eyes at close range, Jiang Xiaonuan felt a strange feeling in his heart. Although it was not that strong, it was definitely not the kind of frankness and wantonness when he was close to Shen Lingye.

Sure enough, both love and friendship seem to be intimate, but the degree and direction of intimacy are very different.

A slight sound of the door opening brought Jiang Xiaonuan, who was in a frenzy, back to reality.

She raised her head and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a pair of small dark eyes staring at her on the windowsill opposite... er, no, to be precise, they were staring at the braised pork ribs in front of her.

The kitchen is on the first floor. There is a window on the north wall. Outside the window is a small garden. Jiang Xiaonuan has almost never been to the place behind.

Rong Chen said that they were all domestic servants and some spare rooms.

With these eyes and half a small head, no matter how you look at it, you are a child.

Jiang Xiaonuan frowned, and his eyes moved to the ball on the top of that little head.

She was stunned and asked in surprise, "Mia?"

Isn't this girl the one who held an art exhibition in New York not long ago? !
Why is she here?

When Mia heard someone calling her name, she raised her eyes to look at Jiang Xiaonuan, but soon, she turned her big eyes to the plate of braised pork ribs again.

Jiang Xiaonuan glanced at the closed kitchen door behind her, put down the bowl and spoon, got up and walked to the window sill.

She squatted down, was at eye level with the child, and asked her softly, "Why are you here?"

Mia didn't speak, she tilted her head and stretched her neck, trying to avoid the huge monster in front of her, and continued to rape her braised pork ribs.

Jiang Xiaonuan glanced at the braised pork ribs on the table behind him, and asked, "Do you want to eat braised pork ribs?"

There was a gleam in Mia's dark eyes, she pursed her lips, and nodded her head.

Jiang Xiaonuan looked out of the window, but there was no one in the yard. She looked at this beautiful and lovely child, and couldn't help laughing when she thought of asking her to eat sweet and sour fish. She got up, raised her hand out of the window, and carried the child into the out of the kitchen.

The little guy doesn't look fat, but he is not light. Thinking of her begging for food twice, Jiang Xiaonuan naturally defined her as a foodie.

The foodie kid was held in Jiang Xiaonuan's arms, and he didn't make a fuss, but his gaze on the braised pork ribs became even hotter.

Jiang Xiaonuan carried the child to the chair by the table, handed her the unused chopsticks in front of her, and then she turned around and served her a small bowl of porridge.

Just eating such a bowl of braised pork ribs, Jiang Xiaonuan was afraid that it would be too salty for the child.

After filling half a bowl of porridge and putting it in front of her, Jiang Xiaonuan pulled the chair beside the child and sat down, and began to observe the child quietly.

Jiang Xiaonuan knew this child not from her appearance, but from her paintings.

That pair of palms imprinted on the tree still left a deep impression on her.

(End of this chapter)