Baby is too tempting: Uncle, it hurts

After Xia seventeen entered the bedroom, he took a set of pajamas and took a bath.

When he came out to the study after taking a bath, he found Ji Tingyu lying on his desk and pretending to sleep.

She looked at the time. It was nine o'clock, so she went over and asked in his ear, "uncle, do you want to eat more?"

She felt that the man was too concerned about the company. He didn't seem to pay attention to his meals. She didn't see how much he ate all day.

"Not hungry." Silent Ting Yu opened his mouth faintly, and his sight still stayed on the document.

"Let me cook a bowl of noodles for you."

Xia seventeen didn't care whether he ate or not. After leaving this sentence, he went out.

When he came to the door, he whispered, "Uncle workaholic."

Ji Ting's ear tip heard her voice, and the magnetic voice overflowed from his lips and teeth: "how can you afford to eat without work."

Xia seventeen looked back at him, "other food goods grow fat, and your food goods grow breasts. Just laugh, uncle."

Ji Ting Yu Yang's lips smiled and stopped talking.

Xia seventeen went downstairs to the kitchen and said he wanted to cook noodles, but the servant stopped him.

"Miss Xia, just leave it to us. You don't have to do it yourself."

"Yes, Miss Xia, the young master told you not to do anything before, so..."

"Well, I'm not a vase. You're busy. Leave me alone."

Xia seventeen insisted on doing it by herself. The servant had no choice but to let her do it.

Only a few servants kept outside the kitchen for fear that she might have an accident.

The noodles were soon cooked. Xia Shiqi went upstairs with them. After entering the study, she went to the desk and put the bowl in front of Ji Tingyu.

Ji Tingyu looked up at her and asked, "did you cook it?"

Xia seventeen nodded and smiled, "I cooked it. Do you want to finish it all?"

Ji Tingyu didn't speak. He picked up chopsticks and bowed his head to eat noodles.

Noodles taste a little strange. It should be... Too much vinegar.

"Is it delicious?"

Xia seventeen leaned on the desk, holding his chin in both hands, smiling at the man eating noodles.

Ji Ting made a move on his hand, looked up at her and smiled: "well, it's delicious."

If people who don't know the taste of noodles look at his expression, they will think that noodles are delicious.

Xia Shiqi hooked his lips, took chopsticks from his hand, picked some noodles and put them into his mouth.

She always likes to be jealous, so she doesn't feel bad, but if it's delicious, it's hard to say.

"Eat and cook. This is mine."

Ji Tingyu takes back the chopsticks, lowers his head to eat noodles and won't let Xia seventeen touch it again.

"Don't eat if it tastes bad, Uncle..."

Xia seventeen didn't mean to add so much vinegar, but he put it too much without paying attention.

"Delicious."

It doesn't matter what the noodles taste, delicious or not, because this is the noodles she cooked for him for the first time.

Finally, Ji Tingyu finished a bowl of noodles.

Xia seventeen looked at him and smiled for a while. He thought he was very cute.

She cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks and went to the kitchen. Looking at her back, Ji Tingyu slowly picked up the corners of her lips and smiled.

This kind of idle and plain day is what he wants.

He also went downstairs and looked at the busy figure in the kitchen. He went in and reached for her in his arms.

Xia seventeen's hands were still dirty. When he touched his clothes, he frowned: "I've soiled your clothes."

"I don't mind." Ji Tingyu leaned his chin on her head and said in a deep voice, "just leave this to the servant. You don't have to do it yourself."/