Please Take Care of Me, Young Master Quan

Chapter 781: Linglong is attentive, help me fasten

Chapter 781 Linglong works hard, help me fasten

The man saw through the confusion and hesitation in her eyes, and knew what would happen if he continued, but he didn't evade, and there was even a hint of encouragement hidden in his smiling eyebrows.

Just before the two lips were less than a finger away, the beeping sound from the kitchen instantly dispelled all the charm and ambiguity.

Miao Miao's eyes suddenly became clear, and she took two steps back as if she was electrocuted: "The meal is ready, I'll go and have a look..."

Before he finished speaking, he had already fled.

Shen Chunhang stood where he was, looking at the woman's back that was flustered and at a loss, a wry smile came to the corner of his mouth.

Spicy fish, braised pork, braised chicken wings, stir-fried lotus root, plus a seaweed egg drop soup, served one after another.

Shen Chunhang was in charge of picking up the bowls and arranging the chopsticks, "Okay."

Miao Miao: "Let's start."

The man picked up the chopsticks, and without hesitation, he reached for the spicy fish.

Unfortunately, Miaomiao intercepted him before he fell, and pushed a bowl of soup in front of him: "Drink it first, then eat the rest."

"...Oh." Principal Shen, who was always dignified and dignified in front of others, looked like a good student with no temper, lowered his head, and obediently finished his drink.

Miao Miao frowned, and almost couldn't help rubbing his head with her hands, just like petting a cat and dog, and then said: "You are so obedient~"

Fortunately, she braked in time and controlled the little hand that was about to move.

Shen Chunhang didn't notice her tangled expression, because all his attention was devoted to the delicious food in front of him.

Spicy fish fillets are tender and refreshing. The lingering spicy taste on the tip of the tongue seems to go down the esophagus and burn all the way to the stomach. There are no thorns, and there is not even a fishy smell.

After taking the first bite, Shen Chunhang couldn't help but take a second bite: "What kind of fish is this?"

"Catfish, Shu is also called Jiangtuan, but it seems to be called...Catfish in Shanghai?"

"I see, Long Kiss."

Miao Miao picked up a piece of braised pork for him: "Don't just eat one kind, try others."

"Okay." With a smile and connivance, he was kind.

Miao Miao couldn't look directly at that gaze, so she avoided it calmly.

The man's eyes darkened, he chewed slowly: "This is delicious too."

The freshest pork belly, fat to thin 4:6, in order to buy the most suitable part, Miao Miao went to two supermarkets and three vegetable markets, and finally found it at a pork stall in a community.

From plucking, to searing, to washing and draining, and finally boiling, she does the whole process by herself.

When making it, the sauce is prepared completely according to the taste that the man always prefers, matching the heat, and making every detail as perfect as possible.

How can it not be delicious?

But Miao Miao didn't say anything, and was quite satisfied with such an evaluation: "Then eat more."

As he spoke, he picked another piece for him.

"Thank you." Then, Shen Chunhang took a chicken wing from another plate and put it in her bowl.

Miao Miao paused slightly.

He said, "Reciprocity is a gift."

Eyes met, the woman moved away first and looked elsewhere.

…

After dinner, the old rules.

Shen Chunhang was washing the dishes, Miao Miao wanted to clean the table, but the man grabbed her wrist and dragged her to the living room. She pressed against the sofa, and she was forced to sit down, sinking into the soft sofa: "?"

His eyes were dazed.

But he took the remote control again, turned on the TV, and tuned to an idol drama channel: "Now, you don't have to do anything, just watch TV here, understand?"

Miao Miao nodded, then shook her head.

Shen Chunhang: "..."

Facing her clear pupils, the man's heart softened suddenly: "I'll let you rest, understand?"

"...get it, but I don't like watching TV."

"Then, play on the phone?"

Miao Miao smiled: "This is fine."

Shen Chunhang also laughed: "Where is the phone?"

"Next to the rice cooker."

"Wait."

Shen Chunhang handed her the phone first, then rolled up his sleeves, ready to put away the bowl.

Miao Miao: "Wait a minute!"

"?" The man turned his head and asked.

She stood up and untied the apron with her backhand, "Put this on, it won't stain your clothes."

The man spread his arms out, not intending to pick it up.

Miao Miao: "?"

"you help me."

"... Oh." Miao Miao stepped forward, she was not tall and didn't wear high heels, Shen Chunhang was more than a head taller than her, but this person was motionless, like a log.

"Lower."

"What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly, please speak up." It took a while.

"I said—" Miao Miao took a deep breath and raised her breath, "You should be lower, so I won't be easy to play!"

Shen Chunhang obeyed, half bowed his body: "Is that enough?"

"Can."

Put it in, Miao Miao: "Turn around."

The man stopped moving again.

she repeated.

Shen Chunhang's Adam's apple rolled slightly: "I don't want to turn."

"But how do I tie my belt like this?"

The man's eyes darkened: "That's it."

that's all?