Chapter 154: Your Hands Can't Touch the Spring Yang Water

"Want to shop?" Feng Yinxiu led her to sit on the luxurious sofa with a frightening price, and poured her a cup of tea with his own hands.

Ling Qianyi nodded and paused for a moment before asking, "How long will it take to finish reading?" ”

When she entered, she seemed to feel that this place was much larger than what she might have seen outside.

Feng Yinxiu sneered, sat down beside her, and pondered: "Hmm...... It probably won't take long, but it's only five or six hours if you read it once, so it's not too late. You can sleep here at night. ”

Five......

Ling Qianyi's pupils shrank suddenly, and he shook his head again and again: "Then don't look at it, don't look at it." I'm going to go back sooner. ”

Feng Yinxiu dotingly showed a mouthful of big white teeth: "Okay, anyway, this is also your territory, you can watch it whenever you want, from today onwards you will be the male owner here!" ”

"Hostess?"

"Yes, it's all yours, including me." Feng Yinxiu thought she was surprised, blinked her eyes, and was no different from a big cat.

Ling Qianyi suddenly realized that he was still a "man"! Almost exposed.

The two chatted on the couch for a while, and it was almost eight o'clock in the evening, and they felt a little hungry after they hadn't eaten at noon.

Eh, it's true, it's beautiful.

"I'll cook for you, you can play here for a while, you can try it if you are interested." Feng Shen pointed to the heroic kitchen over there, like a gentle little daughter-in-law.

"You, cook your own meals?"

Ling Qianyi glanced at the kitchen in disbelief, and then at Feng Shao, who was like a god, it was really difficult to associate this man who was high up and did not eat the fireworks of the world with the kitchen.

Seeing her surprised appearance, Feng Yinxiu seemed to feel very funny, and his smile enlarged a little: "I only cook once in a while, don't dislike your skills if you don't have good skills." Well, today's first meal, I'll make it for you myself. ”

Ling Qianyi opened his mouth and nodded: "Ah...... I, I'll help you, we're together. After looking around at the palace that was so clean that it didn't speak for a week, he said, "Here, are there any ingredients?" ”

"Yes, the home aunt will change the fresh ingredients regularly every week. You, familiarize yourself with the environment here, I'll just come by myself, your hands can't touch the spring sunshine water. ”

Feng Yinxiu took the opportunity to touch her slender hand.

Ling Qianyi's face turned red, but she couldn't help but smile and bend her eyebrows.

The lights in the room are beautiful, and the soft light that is not dazzling flickering wantonly, setting off the atmosphere of the entire hall is extraordinarily warm and charming, and intoxicating.

The temperature of the air conditioner was the temperature that Ling Qianyi was most accustomed to, but his heart seemed to be soaked in hot water, and it was hot.

The man in the kitchen had changed into lounge clothes and put on an apron, lazy and noble, and was methodically busy.

Even the apron did not affect the man's handsomeness and arrogance, and the crazy jumping flames reflected his comfortable and quiet face, adding a bit of the smell of fireworks in the world.

The kitchen is very large, and there are a lot of ingredients, which can be said to be flying in the sky and running in the water, and there is everything, and the utensils are also readily available, very complete.

Feng Yinxiu was busy in the kitchen intently, and one dish after another was baked.

Maybe the flames were too hot, maybe the temperature was too high, and beads of sweat the size of beans had already appeared on Feng Yinxiu's forehead, like crystal clear pearls, wanting to fall but not falling.

"Here, wipe your sweat." Ling Qianyi didn't know when she entered the kitchen, holding wet wipes in her hands.

Feng Yinxiu was stunned for half a second, turned over the pot, turned off the heat quickly, bent down obediently, and leaned his face over: "Hmm." ”

Ling Qianyi smiled wantonly, wiping the beads of sweat on his forehead with a focused and serious expression, as if he was wiping a peerless treasure, neither light nor heavy, and extremely concentrated.