Dear Mr. Shi

Arriving at the villa, before getting off the car, Shi Yuhan asked Song Qinghuan again: "Are you full?"

Song Qinghuan gave him a weird look, and then gave a repeated answer: "It's okay!"

The boss of Shida was unhappy, and Ruxue's face was stained with frost: "What's okay? I'm hungry when I'm hungry. I'm hungry. Go cook."

puff! I kept asking her if she was hungry and if she was full. In fact, she didn't really want to know that she hadn't eaten enough, but because he was still hungry and he hadn't eaten enough.

This squad makes people speechless.

After entering the villa, Song Qinghuan went directly to the kitchen, put on an apron, took off the rubber band from his wrist and **** his hair, and began to wash rice and cook.

When she picked up the kitchen knife to cut the meat, Shi Yuhan stepped in calmly.

Song Qinghuan glanced at him and continued his work, but Shi Yuhan didn't immediately, standing lazily at her, saw her cut the meat, leaned forward and took out a plate from the cupboard above her head. Put it next to her.

Song Qinghuan really frightened Song Qinghuan with such thoughtful action.

She turned to look at him. At this moment, the distance between the two was very close. As soon as she turned around, she almost ran into him, reflexively stepped back and avoided, but suddenly hit the edge of the grooming table with her waist.

The pain did not come as expected, because Shi Yuhan quickly hugged her waist.

Song Qinghuan lowered his head to look at the palm of his waist, and muted his lips: "Thank you."

Shi Yuhan retracted the hand protecting her waist, "The meal is ready, cooking!"

With that, he walked to the pot and set about preparing to stir-fry.

When Song Qinghuan heard him talking about cooking, he thought he was calling himself to cook more quickly. At this moment, he was shocked when he saw that he was going to act on his own.

Song Qinghuan was flattered, and his eyes were always on Shi Yuhan's face suspiciously.

I thought: What happened to Shi Yuhan today? There was a problem with that nerve, and he actually condescended to cook by himself

Is she disgusting with her fried dishes, isn't it delicious?

She maintained a "horrified" feeling. She kept watching Shi out of the cold, and was even more shocked to find that his cooking movements were so handsome.

"Try it?" Shi Yuhan picked up a piece of meat, blew it lightly, and then handed it to Song Qinghuan's mouth.

Song Qinghuan thought so much and opened his mouth to eat.

Song Qinghuan raised his hand to half cover his mouth, whistling twice, and then savored the meat. The meat was moderately hard and soft, with a rich taste.

When cooking dishes in the cold, not only the whole process is so smooth and beautiful, but the products are also delicious, and she can't help but admire them.

She looked at Shi to keep out the cold with appreciation, and nodded with a smile while chewing: "Yes, it's delicious!"

Anyway, absolutely, it is much better than her fried.

Seeing her smiling face half-covered, Shi Yuhan bends the corner of her mouth slightly, then turns off the heat and puts the dishes on the plate.

The next dish was also the chef of Shi Yuhan, and Song Qinghuan played the role.

Song Qinghuan originally planned to eat a little bit, but because the food was delicious, she ate two bowls of rice in a row and felt a strong sense of fullness before putting down her chopsticks.

Song Qinghuan cleaned the dining bed, and when he did not see it in the living room when he washed the bowls, he kept out the cold, thinking he should go back to the villa behind.

Unexpectedly, he saw him in his bedroom. He was holding his clothes and seemed to be about to take a shower.

Song Qinghuan quickly walked to her: "Why are you here again, go out, and go back to your own home."