“Yes, in the refrigerator.”

Zhong Nanqin picked up Su Mian and placed it on the sofa beside him, then got up, raised his foot and walked towards the kitchen.

Su Mian, who was lying on the sofa, looked at Zhong Nanqin walking towards the kitchen while lowering his head and taking the watch on his wrist, put it aside, and entered the kitchen.

She withdrew her gaze and for some reason, her heart instantly filled.

I couldn't help but raise my lips, reached out and grabbed a pillow, and buried my hot red face in the pillow.

A few seconds later, the eating and eating laughed out loud.

In my heart, it was as sweet as eating honey.

Not long after, the fragrance of food floated out of the kitchen, and Su Mian's stomach screamed even more.

She couldn't help getting off the sofa and walked to the kitchen door in her slippers.

Looking at the busy man in the kitchen, I was fascinated by myself.

This is not the first time she has seen him cook. It was here last time, and Zhong Yibai is there, and he cooked it once.

Compared to the surprise and surprise that he brought to her for the first time cooking, this time, he became more moved.

The kitchen of the apartment is not big, just right for Su Mian, but for Zhong Nanqin, it seems much more cramped.

He was about 1.9 meters tall and long legs. He stood in front of the flow table, which seemed a little inconsistent.

But it is extremely pleasing to the eye.

Especially when he was cutting vegetables, his skillful knife skills made Su Mian feel ashamed.

She thought she had good knife skills, but compared to Zhong Nanqin, she was more than a little worse.

He was cutting vegetables while stir-frying the fried rice in the pan.

After the rice was fried, he went abroad to serve and started making soup.

What she made was a loofah tofu soup. She looked at his slender fingers and pinched the small pieces of tofu that had been cut into pieces, and put them skillfully into the boiled pot...

Su Mian felt so hungry.

A crazy idea suddenly popped up in her mind... She wanted to eat, but she wanted to eat him even more.

As soon as Zhong Nanqin turned around, he saw Su Mian standing at the kitchen door staring at him drooling.

The corners of the sexy lips were slightly curled up, the thin lips were slightly opened, and the voice was so magnetic that it was life-threatening, "Come here!"

As if he was bewitched, Su Mian immediately walked over.

Standing in front of him, she looked at him, unable to bear to blink.

"Be good, raise your head."

"oh."

Su Mian obediently raised her head to him, Zhong Nanqin leaned over, kissed her slightly pouted red lips.

I kissed it gently, wrapped it hard, and then let it go.

Su Mian suddenly blushed with shame, and she glared at him coquettishly, "You called me here for this?"

Zhong Nanqin lowered her eyes and stared at her, her eyes were as tender as water, "Don't you want it?"

Su Mian, “…”

Mr. Zhong is so awesome, even she knows what she just thought.

Seeing her embarrassed and stunned appearance, Zhong Nanqin curled the corners of her lips and said, "Go and clean up the dining table and have a meal later."

Su Mian immediately covered her face and ran out of the kitchen.

What a shame!

But why do you feel so sweet in your heart?

......

Zhong Nanqin has a very good cooking skills.

A plate of fried rice with shrimp is the best fried rice Su Mian has ever eaten.

After eating fried rice, she drank a bowl of watermelon tofu soup. After putting down the bowls and chopsticks, she felt that her life was perfect all of a sudden.

After dinner, she insisted on washing the dishes, but Zhong Nanqin took her to the sofa, handed her the TV remote control, and gently patted her on the top of her head, "Watch TV."
Chapter completed!