The client was put on the tip of his heart by his first father and mother for more than ten years, and he was raised with good food, drink and use since he was a child.

Therefore, cooking is not a necessary skill for the client.

Fu Wei is the one who can cook, she has experienced several worlds, and cooking is already a necessary skill for her, just like today's meals, she cooks them herself.

That being said, it was true, but what she just said was too easy to misunderstand.

"I'm also... I'll only cook these few dishes," Fu Wei smiled embarrassedly at Yi Wei'an, but strangeness gradually rose in his heart.

She shouldn't be such a person, she would say these words on the spur of the moment.

Her words dispelled Yi Wei's doubts, and the embarrassment on her face fell into Yi Wei'an's eyes, and it became another meaning.

She doesn't know how to cook, but she learns to cook in order to bring her lunch, and after many years, she once again feels the feeling of being taken to heart.

"It's delicious, I like it very much," Yi Wei'an smiled from the bottom of his heart, his face, which was originally serious and serious while driving, instantly softened a little, and he also took advantage of the time to wait for the red light to squeeze Fu Wei's hand.

The matter of cooking was revealed, and Fu Wei suddenly felt a kind of happiness in her heart for the rest of her life, she didn't know what went wrong with her just now, and she would say such a suspicious thing.

"1973, this world, it's a bit strange," Fu Fu was helpless, and found 1973, where the sense of existence of a world is not as strong as that of a world.

1973 [uh uh... You seem to feel weird in every world? ]

As far as it is concerned, this task world is still very normal, there are no magnetic field fluctuations, no strange bugs, no entrusting people to be demons, people are also very gentle and easy to get along with, there is no blocking effect on the completion of the task, and the fly in the ointment is only a piece of empty information.

"I'm serious, don't you think it's very inconsistent with my style of doing what I just said, I've always made a clear distinction between the client and me, how could I suddenly get confused," Fu Wei was powerless to argue, she didn't have any words to describe these strangeness, it could be her sixth sense, or it could be her imagination out of nowhere.

1973 [It's just a little problem, you don't have to be too sensitive, maybe you haven't rested well, so there is a little problem mentally, you're just too tired.] ]

"But..."

1973 [Let's take a break when our world is finished, you don't think too much.] ]

Fu Wei, who still wanted to say something, had nothing to say, and all her doubts were stuffed into the deepest place in her heart, which she deliberately ignored.

The sky in June is changing, and just when Fu Wei was still entangled in this strangeness, black clouds were already in the sky outside the window, and it was raining heavily.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the car to stop in the parking lot of the Yi Wei'an community, and it had become a mess under the dual effects of irritability and bad weather.

Yi Wei'an's house lives on a low floor, and it is only a matter of a few breaths to take the elevator to the sixth floor.

When Yi Wei'an opened the door, Fu Wei had a fresher concept of "small area" in Yi Wei'an's mouth.

This community is one ladder and two households, and Yi Wei'an directly bought a floor, opened up the middle, and changed the pattern. On one side is the fitness room and video room, and on the other side is the living area for rest and sleep, and the house has a total of more than 400 square meters, which is actually "not large" in Yi Wei'an's mouth.

Fu Wei was a little curious about how big it was to be considered a large area.

The decoration of the house is not like his simple business style, but the warm colors are all used, and there is a kind of home-coming warmth as soon as you enter.

"This house is decorated differently from yours," Fu Weijiao pulled Yi Wei'an's big slippers and looked around the house with curiosity.

Yi Wei'an was washing his hands and preparing meals in the open kitchen, when he heard Fu Wei's exclamation, he asked directly, "What do you think my home should look like?" ”

"It should be black, white and gray, not like now, all warm colors," Fu Wei said as he walked over to help him tie his apron, and playfully tugged at the bow of Winnie the Pooh on his chest, "It seems that I still don't know you well enough, and I don't want you to be far from frigidity." ”

"Then do you think it's okay, if you don't like it, we can ask someone to redesign it and follow the style you like."

"I think it's okay, it feels like home."

"No, it's still a little bit short," Yi Wei'an suddenly denied, he opened the refrigerator and held something in the full refrigerator, "Poor you hostess, this place is not a home, at most it is just a living space." ”

, is this a sudden flirtat?

Yi Wei'an bent down to touch the tip of her nose and gently tempted her, "So hurry up and move over, my long-awaited hostess." ”

Fu Hui, who was picked up, was already red-faced, his eyes were dodgy and he didn't dare to look at Yi Wei'an's eyes, his eyelashes kept blinking, and he didn't hold back a word for a long time.

Yi Wei'an, who achieved the sultry effect, did not continue, he straightened up and stuffed a pudding in Fu Wei's hand, then walked behind Fu Wei to support her shoulders, and pushed her to the sofa in the living room, "This is my own pudding, you eat a little to cushion your stomach first, and I'll cook." ”

The pudding in her hand continued to spread cold to her hand through a layer of plastic cup wall, and it was not until the piece that came into contact with her hand became warm that Fu Hui slowly came to her senses.

She has experienced many worlds, and she was so easily and casually teased by a person who has no experience in love, which she can't accept.

Yi Wei'an was still seriously handling the shrimp, lowering his head to see the expression on his face clearly, Fu Wei retracted his gaze and began to attack the pudding in his hand.

Q bomb is sweet, and you can smell a strong mango flavor before you enter your mouth, which is not at all like Yi Wei'an.

Fu Wei couldn't say what Yi Wei'an's impression was, but he felt that some of his actions did not match his identity.

1973 [I think the reason you don't think Yi Wei'an's behavior is in line with him is that you don't think of him as Yi Wei at all.] ]

"What do you mean?"

Fu Wei was shocked, the spoon in his hand shook with the movement, and a small piece of pudding almost flew to the ground.

1973 [I said that you didn't treat Yi Wei'an as Yi Wei'an at all, he was just an ordinary rich president, why did you use Liu Jinan as a standard to demand him?] He is just a soul with Liu Jin'an, and before he has Liu Jin'an's memory, he is just Yi Wei'an, not Liu Jin'an. ]

You shouldn't use Yi Wei'an as a stand-in for Liu Jin'an, he is now a separate individual.

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