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The cupboard was on the right front of her body. She suddenly felt a burst of pressure rush over her, and then a man's breath half-enveloped her.

She heard the cupboard open and then close it again, and the man placed the plate in front of her from behind, and the action couldn't have been more natural.

"Do you want more?" The man's voice was tinged with tenderness.

Xihe didn't expect Mr. Nian to take the initiative to enter the kitchen, and when he reacted, his hands trembled, and the tomatoes held in the spatula were about to fall.

Xihe hurriedly went to pick it up, but forgot that the temperature of the freshly scalded tomato was unusually high. As soon as his hand touched, he let go of his hand with a cry of surprise.

Between the lightning and flint, a large hand wrapped around hers.

The hand was warm, thick and tightened its grip on hers. The temperature of his palms seemed to penetrate into her heart through the skin, and the blood vessels and skin burned together.

“……”

Xihe was a little stunned for a moment, and his eyes met the man's deep eyes in a panic.

As if forgetting to take away the hand that wrapped her hand, Nian Quyang lowered her head and looked at the hand she had just picked up the tomato.

"Next time, don't pick it up." Seeing that her palms were red, his brows frowned.

His palms are large, generous and have a sense of security.

Hearing his words, Xihe only felt that his face was about to burn, and hurriedly stretched out his hand and said, "Mr. Nian, I'm fine." ”

"Your face is red, are you sure there's no problem?" The man raised an eyebrow.

"......" didn't need to look in the mirror, Xihe knew that his face must be redder than the tomatoes that had just bloomed on the ground.

And the tenderness in his eyes just now almost gave her some kind of delusion......

Nozomi turned around and feigned the remaining tomatoes.

"Mr. Nian, you go out first, I can get it done soon."

Nian Quyang raised his eyebrows, looked at her deeply, and then turned around and walked out of the kitchen.

Xihe stared at the broken tomatoes on the ground, and felt a strange feeling in his heart.

When the meal was served, there were only three dishes and one soup, and there were two main dishes requested by Nian Xinyu, in addition to that, Xihe also made an extra plate of vegetarian fried onions and a simple bowl of tomato egg drop soup.

Nian Xinyu saw the food on the table, and then looked at Xihe, who was already sitting on the chair, a little incredible: "Just three dishes?" ”

The chopsticks poked and poked in the onion plate, and the mouth was high: "There is only one meat!" ”

"Nian Xinyu!"

A muffled rebuke suddenly came from the side, saving Nozomi and the crimson that was about to burn to his neck in time.

Xihe coughed lightly, his gaze quickly swept from Nian Quyang's body unnaturally, and looked at Nian Xinyu: "I'm afraid you will wait ......"

She actually told the truth, because she didn't dare to stay in the kitchen for too long when she saw that Xinyu was crying from hunger just now, plus that little ambiguity just now, she couldn't cook with peace of mind, and she almost cut her hand when chopping vegetables. But seeing that Nian Xinyu was unhappy, she still felt a little guilty.

"Or ......"

Xihe was just about to say that she would continue to do it, but Nian Quyang's hand suddenly put on her shoulder.

"Excuse me, Mr. Xi, that's enough."