The millet porridge was thick and fragrant with lily. The moment he entered the mouth, Jian Zechuan felt that his taste buds were like flowers blown open by the spring breeze, blooming slowly, flowing down the throat and into the tail, bit by bit satisfying his stomach after a night of hunger.
This was the first time he had eaten in years. How long had it been since he had millet porridge? He couldn't remember.
Xin Ai carefully observed Jian Zechuan's expression and saw that he didn't reject it or look disgusted. He asked tentatively: "Then... would you like to have another bite?"
Where there is one there are two, and when there are two there are three.
With Xin Ai's hand, Jian Zechuan actually drank the entire bowl of millet porridge.
Xin Ai was overjoyed. For a picky person like Jian Zechuan to finish the drink, he must think her cooking was delicious.
Xin Ai sighed in her heart, thanking her father who left early for leaving her the recipe, which at least gave her a skill that can keep men.
If you can drink a bowl of porridge, you can eat other things. After eating other things, slowly, you will eat more of her cooking.
Xin Ai's face was filled with joy and her eyes were bright, as if stars had fallen in. She asked: "Third Master, do you want to eat a steamed bun that has just been baked?"
"good."
Jian Zechuan was stunned by Xin Ai's smile. Unexpectedly, he paid attention and agreed.
Xin Ai was afraid that he would come back again, so she turned around and went to get the buns. As a result, she forgot that she was stepping on the stool and fell off the chair.
When she came down, Xin Ai screamed in fright. The thought in her mind was: It's over. It took a lot of effort to get Jian Zechuan to agree to have breakfast, but this fall would ruin her.
But Xin Ai didn't expect that the pain he had expected didn't come, and his body fell firmly into Jian Zechuan's arms.
After panicking and realizing that he was safe, Xin Ai looked at Jian Zechuan with gratitude and admiration: "Thank you, Third Master, you are so amazing."
The moment she fell, Jian Zechuan reacted quickly and scooped her into his arms.
Jian Zechuan's face turned ugly: "Where's the brain?"
He glanced at the bowl in Xin Ai's arms and frowned. When he dropped it, he actually had the thought to protect the bowl.
Xin Ai said with a smile: "Bewitched by the third master's beauty, my mind ran away from home."
Jian Zechuan sneered and let go of Xin Ai.
Xin Ai quickly pulled up a chair and said, "Third Master, sit down quickly and try the steamed buns I steamed. The fillings are made using a secret recipe left by my father. They are much more delicious than the buns sold outside. I promise you After eating it, you will miss it for the rest of your life.”
Jian Zechuan was disdainful. He had always been very picky about eating, and there weren't many things that he could taste acceptable.
But when he took the first bite, he had to admit that Xin Ai's bun was indeed well made.
As she said, that smell really made him miss it all his life.
Xin Ai exerted 100% of his ability today
Ping was cooking with more care than before. She held her face and looked at Jian Zechuan eagerly: "Third Master, is it delicious?"
Jian Zechuan nodded lightly: "Not bad."
Xin Ai pursed her lips and said, "She obviously likes to eat. Did she eat two, three, or four?"
Xin Ai served Jian Zechuan another bowl of millet porridge, pushed it to him, and brought over the cut pickled radish. She didn't speak this time.
Then, watching helplessly, Jian Zechuan ate another bun and then picked up the porridge.
Xin Ai pursed her lips and smiled, looking at Jian Zechuan a bit like a loving mother.
After finishing the bowl of porridge, half of the pickled radish on the small plate was gone.
Xin Ai knew that Jian Zechuan had finished eating, so he diligently made a glass of honey water.
Jian Zechuan did not take the glass of water. He looked at her quietly and asked, "What do you want?"
Xin Ai tilted his head: "I want..."
She paused deliberately for two seconds before smiling and saying, "I want you to... hug me."
Jian Zechuan asked again: "Xin Ai, I will only ask you once, what do you want?"
He asked very seriously, his long and narrow eyes fixed on her. The dark and bright eyes were still a bottomless whirlpool, but different from usual, they were very calm. Although there was no emotion, there was no trace of him. Always cold.
Xin Ai's hand holding the water glass trembled slightly, and the water inside swayed. She felt that Jian Zechuan's words were pointed.
Very strong, he... Is this giving her a chance
So, do you want to say it
Xin Ai's eyes averted and she did not look into Jian Zechuan's eyes again.
If she says, I want to find my sister, can you help me? Will he help her
Opportunities and dangers are all before our eyes.
Xin Ai was anxious. She didn't know what to choose. She couldn't believe Jian Zechuan.
Jian Zechuan did not rush her, time seemed to have stopped all of a sudden, her heart was standing in front of him with her head bowed, holding a water glass in her hand, her breasts shaking in the glass, her hands holding the water glass tightly, her fleshy little hands, fingertips pinching All turned white.
Finally, Xin Ai raised his head and scratched his head in embarrassment: "Well... Okay, I hope Third Master can try... to like me a little bit in the future, okay?"
After all, Xin Ai didn't dare to trust Jian Zechuan. This was not an impulsive trust that could be given without reservation. She couldn't play with this man at all, and she didn't dare to risk her only relative.
Jian Zechuan twitched the corners of his lips. He was not surprised by Xin Ai's choice.
There was no trust between them from the beginning. Just as he didn't trust her, she never trusted him.
What he asked just now was nonsense.
Jian Zechuan said nothing and stood up to leave. Xin Ai quickly put down the water glass and sent him out.
She stopped Jian Zechuan: "Third Master..."
He stopped and turned around.
pungent
Ai walked up to him, opened her arms to protect him, stood on tiptoes, and kissed the corner of his lips gently.
After the kiss, she quickly let go. She stood in front of him and looked smiling. When she looked up at him, she looked like a child.
She scratched her head in embarrassment: "I just want to say goodbye to you. Remember to eat at noon. In the evening... I'll wait for you to come back and I'll cook for you, okay?"
Jian Zechuan stretched out his hand to hold Xin Ai's chin and looked at her face carefully: "What are you feeling guilty about?"
His sharp eyes made Xin Ai's heart skip a beat, and she quickly said, "I'm not guilty. Can't you see that I'm just trying my best to please you?"
Naturally, Jian Zechuan didn't believe it. She would never please someone for no reason. All her attempts to please someone had a clear purpose.
"reason?"
Xin Ai frowned with confusion on her face: "Do you need a reason to please your man?"
Jian Zechuan smiled, and his smile was so meaningful that it made Xin Ai's heart shiver.
Suddenly Xin Ai's right hand was grabbed, and he jerked it forward, then fell into Jian Zechuan's arms. The cold fragrance of mint on his body was the smell of the shower gel she bought, and his person was unexpectedly... It's an exceptionally good match.
My ears felt hot, my body trembled, and a low-pitched voice entered my ears: "I hope one day you won't regret it."
The next second, without giving Xin Ai time to react, Jian Zechuan let go of her.
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