All of a sudden, the steady, powerful, thumping active heart, just through the chests of two people, sounded like it was ringing in her ears.

Shi Yin's breathing followed his heartbeat.

After a while, Qi Jiahe let go, distanced himself from her slightly, stared at her with a pair of clear eyes, and his tone was full of helplessness: "Can't you stop for a day?"

Shi Yin stood in place, looking at him with a pair of black and white eyes, blinking, and then looking back at the porcelain bowl and spoon on the ground that were broken into several pieces, and then looking back at him.

After a while, she weakly asked, "Do you want me to pay?"

Qi Jiahe looked at her like an idiot.

Shi Yin lowered his head, turned around to get the broom, and whispered, "I'll clean up." ”

Although she looked like nothing was happening on the outside, only she knew how fast her heart was beating.

Her cheeks were hot, and she didn't need to look at it to know how red it was, so she didn't even dare to look at Qi Jiahe again.

When he came back with a broom, Qi Jiahe was still standing in place.

He just kept staring at her as she bent over and swept the floor.

"Why are you looking at me, don't you go back to your room to rest?" Shi Yin lowered her eyes to work, and under his gaze, she didn't dare to relax the movements of her hands at all.

"Overseer, lest you be lazy. Qi Jiahe said mercilessly, "Remember to delay it twice after sweeping." ”

"Oh. ”

Shi Yin thought while sweeping: It's a pity, the bowl of that color happens to be an even number at home, and now there is one less, which is not perfect.

Qi Jiahe has been standing in place and watching her finish mopping the floor twice, only then is he satisfied, and before leaving, he also gave Shi Yin a slap in the eye with a warning.

It's like telling her: the next time you walk, you won't have long eyes, and this bowl's today will be your tomorrow.

Shi Yin shuddered, watching his back go upstairs, she suddenly remembered something, so she stopped him: "By the way, I have something for you." ”

Qi Jiahe paused and looked back at her.

Shi Yin took out a bag of rosemary from the kitchen that he had packed with a small sachet, walked up to him and stuffed it into his hand, looked at him and said seriously: "This is rosemary, which can be used to take a bath to improve memory, relieve headaches, and promote blood circulation." ”

Qi Jiahe lowered his eyes and looked at the little pink sachet, revealing a somewhat disgusted expression, "You put this thing in the kitchen?"

"After all, you can cook. Shi Yintou said honestly, "The borscht you ate last time added rosemary." ”

Qi Jiahe's brows tightened even tighter, "Are you sure you're not experimenting with me?"

Shi Yin glared and was about to take the thing back, "Don't forget it, this thing is too expensive, I am reluctant to give it to you, you don't need me to use it myself." ”

I don't know if it was because of her agitation, Qi Jiahe heard the words and snatched the things away, and glanced at her lightly, "I'll try, if it doesn't work, you just wait for the court summons." ”

Timing: ???

Is it that serious?

Seeing that her nervousness was written on her face, Qi Jiahe hooked the corners of her lips almost undetectably, and turned upstairs with the small sachet in her backhand.

To relieve the headache, she knew what he needed.

Shi Yin looked at his back as he left, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise.

Although it is not a precious thing for him, it is also a piece of her heart.

In this way, he can be regarded as accepting...... Right?

That night, Qi Jiahe had a dream.

The familiar smell in the usual room disappeared, and the tip of the nose seemed to linger with an unfamiliar smell.

He slowly weaved through a sea of flowers, walking towards the white figure at the end.

As he got closer, he saw the man's back, a slender and thin girl, wearing a white cotton skirt, her long hair draped behind her back, gently stirred by the wind, and the fluttering arc seemed to draw him closer.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, as if he was stunned, he walked towards the girl, reached out and grabbed a strand of long flowing hair, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it.

In the dream, his senses were blurred, and he didn't smell anything, but his subconscious told him that it was rosemary.

"Shiyin?" he called out hesitantly.

The girl looked back at him, it was indeed Shi Yin's face, smooth and porcelain white, black and white eyes like a deer, clear and bright, and there was a bright smile on the corner of her lips.

She smiled and asked, "Do you like to eat my cooking?"

He nodded in disgust.

She smiled even brighter, "Like me?"

His throat tightened, he hesitated, and nodded slowly.

But when the girl in front of her heard this, her face suddenly collapsed, her expression instantly became frightened and frightened, and clear tears suddenly rolled down from her eyes.

She looked at him and choked up and cried, "Then why did you do that to me? You hurt me, what right do you have to say you like me?"

He panicked, a sense of loss coming over him like a tidal wave, and he opened his mouth to say that he didn't mean to.

The next second, he suddenly opened his eyes on the bed.

Smelling the vague scent of rosemary on the tip of his nose, he glanced sideways in the direction of the bedside table, where a hazy sachet was placed in the darkness.

Qi Jiahe raised his hand to touch his eyes, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

After a long time, a heavy sigh came from the darkness.

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Maybe it's because it's close to the end of the year, and the business of Xunweifang has been exceptionally good in the past two days, and most of the people who come here to eat are some young couples.

Uncle Yuan came to his mind again, and wanted to shoot a short story for the store and put it on Jiangcheng Satellite TV to increase the exposure of the store.

So he discussed with Shi Yin and wanted her to appear in the first scene, on the grounds that beauties were more eye-catching.

To put it bluntly, it's just that a beautiful female chef can arouse the curiosity of the audience.

Influenced by Shi Jincheng, Shiyin has always worked diligently, cooked diligently, and never wanted to be in the limelight.

When she heard this, her first reaction was to refuse, but she couldn't stand Uncle Yuan's emotion and reason, and even used him and Shi Jincheng's friends for so many years as a reason, and stiffly grinded Shi Yin to agree.

Later, when she thought about it, isn't it just to show her face, and it's not to go up the knife mountain and go down to the oil pot, and she can still earn some performance fees, why not?

Thinking like this, she gave herself a wave of anger, and her eyes closed and she rushed.

In addition to Shi Yin, the staff of Xunwei Fang more or less participated in this shooting mission, and the shot of the back kitchen was the top priority, and almost every chef had to come forward.

In this matter, Uncle Yuan simply interpreted the capitalist's deduction and search to the extreme.

Since the people involved in the shooting appeared one by one, on the day of the shooting, Uncle Yuan asked everyone not to delay their normal work, and when the photographer took one of them, the others had to stay at their posts and work normally until it was their turn to take a group photo, and then they could put down their work and participate in the shooting.