Bai Yu, who came out of the worry room, was about to go downstairs and go back to the procuratorate to sort out the case files, and every time he recalled the past, he would use the heavy work to numb his broken heart.

When he walked to the staircase, he heard the conversation of his parents in the living room downstairs, and couldn't help but pause, and the hands on his side slowly tightened.

Seeing Zheng Mo Bai Yu away, Jin Yiming hurriedly helped Situ Shaonan to go upstairs,

"Jin Yiming, I'm not that fragile."

Situ Shaonan dodged his approach, and walked to the bedroom door one step faster. Situ Shaonan, who had just pushed the door open a gap, stopped, turned his head to look at Jin Yiming, who was following closely behind him, and asked, "That, did you ask Worry to call my aunt?" ”

Hearing this, Jin Yiming raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "Of course, otherwise what are you shouting, do you want everyone to know about our current relationship?" ”

Situ Shaonan was silent, turned around and walked into the room without saying a word, and locked Jin Yiming out of the door.

Jin Yiming slowly restrained his smile, leaned against the white wall next to the door, looked up at the gorgeous ceiling, and couldn't help but sigh, the road to chasing his wife is long, far away!

Inside the door, Situ Shaonan stood in front of the window, looking down as far as the eye could see from the height of the twelfth floor, and his melancholy filled his mind.

Her relationship with Jin Yiming seems to be beyond her control, what has changed, is it her heart that has been silent for many years? Or is it his sentence, forgive me for not letting you go? Or is it really just because of his similar eyebrows and eyes to Du Junsheng that he will be shaken? At first, it was because of this, but now it doesn't seem to be the case.

A series of questions made Situ Shaonan have a splitting headache, rubbed his temples irritably, and forced himself to calm down, these problems can not be considered first, the most important thing now is that she needs to take care of her injuries as much as possible, Lu Jie will take the initiative to find her sooner or later, she can't affect the family, nor can she affect him.

Thinking of this, Situ Shaonan took a deep breath, and then spit out fiercely, she must remain heartfelt and not be shaken by him again.

Situ Shaonan was lying on the soft and clean big bed, and couldn't help but think of the big exaggerated wedding bed in the new room on the wedding night, and fell asleep unconsciously.

Although this injury was nothing to Situ Shaonan, after all, because the wound was too deep and the blood loss was too much, it still made her feel a little tired.

I don't know how long I slept, Situ Shaonan was woken up by a faint thumping sound, she walked out of the door in confusion, the sound came from the direction of the kitchen, Situ Shaonan paced downstairs, when a long figure appeared in her eyes, she couldn't help but be stunned.

Dressed in dark blue loungewear, he was casually and leisurely, and the soft warm sun outside the window shone on him, as if it was plated with a layer of soul-grabbing brilliance.

The pale blue floral apron is tied around the waist, and there is no sense of disobedience.

Holding a glittering kitchen knife in his hand, he slashed at the white radish on the cutting board.

Situ Shaonan walked behind him quietly.

Jin Yiming looked at the radish that was destroyed by himself, pouted, and then turned around and prepared to go to the refrigerator to get beef, and just turned around, he almost bumped into Situ Shaonan behind him.

"Ahh Chief, when did you get up? As he spoke, he hurriedly put the kitchen knife behind his back.

"You made such a big move, I can't think of it."

Jin Yiming touched his nose in disdain, "Then you go eat some fruit first, and dinner will be fine for a while." ”

"Are you sure I'll make it to dinner on time?" Situ Shaonan tilted his head and looked at the tablet on the side of the cutting board, and the page that opened was the Stew Beef Daquan.

Jin Yiming looked at the shiny kitchen knife in his hand, and then at the poor radish on the cutting board. Laugh twice and scratch your head.

Situ Shaonan walked to the rice cooker again, opened it and looked at it, and suddenly there was a black line, is this braised rice or making porridge?

Then she took a spoon and scooped out two or three scoops of water from the already tumbling pot, making a final remedy, albeit a little late.

"Bring the beef."

"Oh"

Jin Yiming hurriedly turned around and took out the beef from the refrigerator and put it on the cutting board.

Situ Shaonan slowly took off the bandage that hung his arm.

"What are you going to do?" Jin Yiming stopped.

Situ Shaonan stopped his movements and said indifferently: "Cooking, I don't want to be hungry." ”

Jin Yiming hesitated for a moment, "Otherwise, you command, I'll do it, otherwise if you add injury to injury, I will be distressed." ”

Jin Yiming showed an extremely distressed expression, which made Situ Shaonan's brows jump, she was still safer from the origin of this demon, and then stood aside noncommittally and handed the kitchen back to him.

Jin Yiming, who had returned to the battle, under the command of Situ Shaonan, began the dinner battle.

"That's not how the knife is taken."

"Don't cut the beef along the texture, it's not easy to cook."

"Don't put that much salt."

"Stir-fry vegetables to put oil first, that is vinegar, this dark color is soy sauce, that thing is sugar, not MSG"

When the sun was setting and the twilight was thick, in the restaurant, Jin Yiming and Situ Shaonan sat opposite each other at the long dining table, with four dishes and one soup on the table.

In the beef stew, large pieces of beef are wrapped in stewed turnips, and only the green of coriander floating on it to enhance the flavor is pleasant.

The vegetarian fried assortment can no longer distinguish the true colors of the ingredients, only a faint burnt smell wafts between the noses of the two.

There are also sweet and sour shrimp rape, and broken cola chicken wings

In front of each person there was a bowl of white rice porridge that seemed to have been boiled dry, sticky and thick with steam.

Situ Shaonan swore that this was the most unsuccessful battle she commanded, and the soldiers did not obey her command at all, and only cared about doing their own thing in a hurry.

Jin Yiming put his hands on his lap under the table and said, "Chief, let's eat." ”

Situ Shaonan just sat there upright, staring at Jin Yiming, and said in an ordered tone after a moment: "Stretch out your hand." ”

Jin Yiming's hands under the table were clenched into fists, but a wicked smile appeared on his face, "Why, the chief is interested in my hand." ”

Situ Shaonan still sat opposite him, looking at him expressionlessly, "I don't like to repeat." ”

Jin Yiming pursed his thin lips, lowered his head in surrender, pressed his forehead against the smooth tabletop, pulled out his hands and raised them above his head, and showed his slender and white hands like jade to Major General Situ for exploration.

The silence of the room, Jin Yiming only felt extremely embarrassed, he thought that as long as he grabbed the chief's stomach, he could capture her heart, but he still overestimated himself too much, and underestimated the breadth and profundity of Chinese cooking.

Looking at the red marks on Jin Yiming's white hands and the different shades of wounds on his knuckled fingers, an indescribable emotion filled her.

In today's society, most of the girls are ten fingers that do not touch the spring water, let alone the arrogant boys, especially Jin Yiming, the son of a rich family who is outstanding and dazzling no matter where he stands.

He is God's favorite, perfect appearance, top family background, extraordinary intelligence, such a young talent who has thousands of in one, what kind of heart does he have for himself, in order to do this, it is false to say that he is not moved at the moment, but what is he worthy of his dedication?