Jiang Weixi helped him carry two dishes into the kitchen.

Jiang Weixi looked at the slender figure in the kitchen and moved skillfully, not like a raw hand.

The originally humble gentleman was dyed with the smell of fireworks, which seemed more real.

Jiang Weixi brought the two dishes into the kitchen, stood by the counter, and did not leave immediately.

"Want to see me stir-fry?" Cheng Mingyu looked at the girl's figure that did not move, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked.

Jiang Weixi nodded, she also wanted to see what the young man was like cooking.

"Okay. He looked at her with a pair of phoenix eyes bent slightly, and his voice sounded very gentle, "But you have to stand far away, for fear of hurting you." ”

Jiang Weixi nodded, took a few steps back, and walked to the kitchen door.

Cheng Mingyu didn't wear an apron, he pulled his shirt to his elbows, revealing a thin little arm, with smooth lines and a strong look.

Dr. Cheng...... I guess I have regular exercise.

The smoke rises, and the range hood begins its work.

Looking at the man holding a spatula in front of the stove through the smoke, Jiang Weixi always felt a little unreal, it seemed to be ...... It was like going back to her original world.

She grew up in a world where she was scared and didn't want to go back to the world......

This is no longer the original world, Jiang Weixi, they will not reappear in front of you again......

Jiang Weixi said in her heart, she grabbed the doorknob tightly, and a warm tear came out of her eyes and slowly slid down her face.

She didn't wipe it, and let it run down and land on the floor.

In the new world, you must live well so that they will not worry......

Cheng Mingyu didn't turn around from beginning to end, his attention was focused on the dishes in the pot.

He is so skilled at stir-frying that he can even flip a spoon......

Maybe it's been a long time, and the kitchen is a little stuffy, Cheng Mingyu unbuttoned the first two buttons of the neckline, revealing a beautiful collarbone.

Jiang Weixi stood at the door, only looking at his back as he stir-fryed.

She's not a person who likes to be sad, but she's too much of a match......

They are so similar......

The same sense of alienation, the same warm temperament, brought her the same feeling......

She looked at Cheng Mingyu's back, and her eyes seemed to be looking through him, looking at another person.

I don't know if Cheng Mingyu noticed Jiang Weixi's gaze, but Jiang Weixi felt that he should know.

His movements are fluid, and watching him cook is like a treat.

These two dishes were already fried by Jiang Weixi, but Cheng Mingyu just processed them and didn't take much time.

The dish was about to be fried, and her tears quickly stopped.

"Alright, let's go. Cheng Mingyu brought out the dishes, and the two moved to the table again.

The two dishes processed by Cheng Mingyu are more like works of art, and they are much better than Jiang Weixi's fried dishes.

It smells very good, and the color and fragrance are all good, so I don't know what it tastes like.

Jiang Weixi re-clamped a chopsticks of shredded potatoes, tasted it, and her eyelashes drooped slightly.

"How is it?" Cheng Mingyu asked when he saw that she was in a low mood.

"It was delicious. Jiang Weixi smiled at him, "I didn't expect Dr. Cheng's hands to be so skillful, which made me ashamed." ”

Eat him, and think about what he made, it's a dark dish......

Jiang Weixi looked down at his hands holding the dishes and chopsticks, the bones were distinct, slender and clean.

With such a pair of hands, you can not only hold a scalpel, but also cook in the kitchen.