I, the first son, became a woman

As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to feel more and more unable to hang on his face.

In fact.

When Xia Juan lowered his head alone and stood quietly beside Ye Ning.

She suddenly began to regret and began to reprimand herself.

I don't know what kind of brain is wrong with me, and I want to do something for Ye Ning? !

Arabian Nights!

What a hell!

His expression changed, Xia Juan reached out his hand and was about to grab the plate and take it away.

But she just reached out and grabbed the plate.

The other hand suddenly and gently landed on hers.

"you--"

Xia Juan reacted quickly.

With a twitch of her arm, she immediately retracted her palm and held it up in mid-air.

"I didn't say no to eating."

with a smile on the face.

Ye Ning's hand didn't stop, but picked up the plate and put it in front of him.

"The dignified Fourth Miss of the Xia family cooked the dishes for me herself."

"This is the only one in the world!"

This side is talking.

On the opposite side, the more Xia Juan listened, the more he felt uncomfortable, and his face was burning with embarrassment.

She licked her lips dryly, swallowed her saliva, and couldn't help but look at Ye Ning again.

"How is it, is it delicious?"

Xia Juan couldn't help blurting out.

She doesn't know why either.

Maybe it's because she's never been in the kitchen.

So I was always extra nervous about what I made for the first time.

Cares a lot about other people's opinions.

Especially for someone like Xia Juan who is proud and conceited, but actually has low self-esteem.

She would always shake her head and smile lightly, saying that she didn't care at all.

But in fact.

In her heart, she yearns for the approval and praise of others more than anyone else.

The expectant and entangled eyes slowly fell on Ye Ning.

Ye Ning froze for a moment, then moved his five fingers while smiling lightly.

"But... it seems that there are no chopsticks..."

Some embarrassingly and stiffly, he stopped suddenly.

Ye Ning hesitated, then nodded again.

"I'll go to the kitchen to get a pair of chopsticks."

He just stood up.

Xia Juan's hand suddenly pinched Ye Ning's shoulder and pressed him down.

"no need!"

Xia Juan shook his head.

She rolled her eyes.

He simply picked up two unused brushes from the pen holder and turned them upside down.

"Isn't this just chopsticks?! No!"

Little by little, his field of vision focused on the two brushes in front of him.

Ye Ning raised his head to look at Xia Juan.

Seeing that the other party seemed to be getting impatient again, he shook his head and smiled bitterly, and quickly took it.

"You say chopsticks, that's chopsticks."

Gently took Xia Juan's "chopsticks".

This time, without hesitation, Ye Ning picked up a carbon black object exuding a strange smell.

He didn't hesitate.

As soon as the chopsticks moved, they were put into the mouth and chewed slowly.

The writing brush was subconsciously placed on the table.

Ye Ning took his time and chewed the things in his mouth without moving.

On the way, you can still hear the crisp and sudden "click" sound.

It seemed to bite into something strange.

It's just that from the beginning to the end, Ye Ning's face remained unchanged.

Until he pulled his throat, something bumped and slipped down from his throat.

He just ate everything calmly.

"……good to eat."

He raised his eyes, calmly.

Ye Ning nodded to Xia Juan, and only said two words softly.

"Humph……"

In an instant, a smile subconsciously appeared on his face.

But Xia Juan forcibly controlled it halfway, and turned into a proud expression that should be taken for granted.

"You know the goods."

He touched his nose and smiled slightly.

Xia Juan sensed something, and turned his head suspiciously.

Only then did he realize that Ye Ning had stood up at some point behind him.

"What are you doing? Somehow..."

He took a step back involuntarily, keeping his distance.

Xia Juan looked Ye Ning up and down, but really couldn't figure out what this guy wanted to do.

"Looks like."

"You seem to be working hard."

Shaking his head and sighing for a while, he smiled helplessly.

Before Xia Juan could react.

Ye Ning had already taken out a handkerchief from his bosom, pinched it between his fingers, and gently wiped it on Xia Juan's face.

"you--"

"Ok?"

Instinctively retreating, Xia Juan found himself hitting a wall.

She was about to get mad at Yeoning, thinking what the hell was going on with this guy.

But when she looked up.

The other party had already raised the handkerchief in his hand, and it was covered with a mass of black and dirty things.

Um?This is……

Xia Juan suddenly changed his face.

Then suddenly realized, remembering something.

She raised her hand, only to suddenly realize that her hand was still the carbon black she had brought from the kitchen just now!

No... not my own hand...

I just cleaned it up, it is absolutely impossible to still look like this!

that……

Squinting his eyes, he swept sharply.

Xia Juan finally looked under the plate containing the eggs.

It's a black dust!

One hundred secrets and one sparse!

Suddenly Xia Juan couldn't help but touch his forehead, feeling helpless in his head.

It's just that she just touched her forehead, and then she reacted again.

If I touched my forehead like this, wouldn't it be...

"hiss……"

I didn't expect that one day I would be reduced to such a mess.

And the reason is actually because of giving...

Learn to cook to apologize to someone!

This kind of thing that I never thought of, but it happened so strangely.

In fact, Xia Juan had mixed feelings for a while.

"Let me do it."

Seeing that Xia Juan was at a loss for a moment, his face was pitch black, and his hands were also pitch black.

Ye Ning looked at Xia Juan's cute face that he had never seen before.

He looked at the plate of eggs again.

In an instant, all the anger and helplessness really disappeared.

Nothing more...

Sighing, shaking his head.

Ye Ning came back to his senses, stretched out his hand, raised the handkerchief, and continued to carefully wipe the dust off Xia Juan's face.

"Does it hurt? Am I pushing too hard?"

He focused on the dust clinging tightly on Xia Juan's face.

Ye Ning didn't dare to use too much force.

But the dust can only be wiped away by wiping it hard.

Feeling Yeoning's eyes on his face.

Although they didn't meet their own eyes.

But inexplicably, Xia Juan still felt stiff all over, and could not help twisting and turning.

Just when she was about to push Ye Ning away.

Also at this time.