Chapter 87: Sweet (19)

After thinking about it for a while, Xia Jin felt that this seemed to be no problem, and nodded: "Then, thank you for your hard work." ”

"It's not hard, it's not hard, you just let me cook."

Seeing that Xia Jin agreed, Xi Fan immediately went to wash his hands happily first, and then took out a pair of gloves from the living room where Xia Jin always had gloves and put them on, then happily entered the kitchen and squeezed Xia Jin away to prepare for cooking.

was taken away by Xi Fan, Xia Jin still stood aside with some anxiety, and then ......

"The green onion is too messy, can you be more tidy?"

"The size of the meat is inconsistent, and can you put the cut vegetables neatly and in the same direction?"

"Shut up!"

Xi Fan slashed the kitchen knife in his hand on the cutting board, the green tendons on his forehead jumped uncontrollably again, his eyes glared at Xia Jin as if he was about to breathe fire, gritted his teeth and said, "No more nonsense, I cut the pot with you!" ”

Xia Jin choked, thinking that if he continued to talk about it, Xi Fan might really dismantle him, he had already been destroyed by Xi Fan once, Xia Jin knew very well that in terms of force value, he was not Xi Fan's opponent at all, he really angered others, and he could only suffer himself, so he had to leave the kitchen stupidly.

Sitting in the living room, I immediately continued to comfort myself: I don't look at the total line, out of sight is clean, and when the time comes, ...... It's a big deal to close your eyes.

Xi Fan's cooking speed is completely incomparable to Xia Jin.

Without Xia Jin to point fingers on the side, Xi Fan quickly prepared four dishes and one soup.

When all the meals were served and Xia Jin was called to come over for dinner, Xia Jin was still very incredible, and asked in surprise: "Why is it so fast?" ”

Xi Fan glanced at it angrily, and said, "Is this a normal cooking speed?" As for your standard of cutting vegetables with precision, you have to find a robot to serve the dishes to catch up with the speed of a normal person. ”

"But the vegetables are cut inconsistently, how do you look at it."

"Do you eat vegetables or watch vegetables? Can you eat it and chew it in your mouth, and swallow it in equal parts? ”

“……”

Xia Jin suddenly felt that what Xi Fan said made sense, and then ...... began to struggle: when he used to eat, what he swallowed, was it perfect?

When I thought about it like this, why did I suddenly feel uncomfortable all over my body......

However, this discomfort completely dissipated when I ate the first bite of food.

It's so delicious!

Xia Jin was so moved that he burst into tears, no matter what dishes were cut perfectly or not, just eat it!

If it weren't for the powerful table manners controlling him and making him just speed up his meal, otherwise he would be able to express his affirmation of Xi Fan's cooking by taking the plate up and pouring it into his mouth now!

Ten minutes later, finally controlling himself who had already eaten enough to put down the bowl in his hand, Xia Jin said to Xi Fan embarrassedly: "Which one, will I eat with you at home in the future?" ”

Glancing at Xia Jin funny, Xi Fan raised his eyebrows and said, "Aren't you afraid that my hands will be dirty and I will have a rotten stomach?" ”

"Aren't you able to wear gloves? I'm not afraid to wear it and do it. ”

"I'm used to your faults. Don't do it! ”

"I'll let my mom get rid of your rent!"

“…… Deal. ”

Since Xia Jin didn't get angry and kicked her out, then this task has to continue to work hard, and helping him cook is a good thing to build trust, only when the trust level goes up, can she find an opportunity to help Xia Jin get rid of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

In this way, Xi Fan's life here in Xia Jin is on the right track, going to and from work on time, as long as he is at home, he cooks and eats together.

Gradually, Xia Jin's attitude towards her is becoming more and more relaxed, as long as some things are not too excessive, Xia Jin can endure it.

It wasn't until a month after living in peace like this that things took a turning point.