In the ancestral house of the Ou family.

An Moran sat at the long round table of the palace, holding his chin in his hand, looking at the busy figure in the kitchen with a scarf.

O'Jersey's perfect profile looks hazy and beautiful in the light, with a bit of unreal delicacy.

Every move is full of aristocratic heroism, and the dignity that does not need to be deliberately displayed, but is impregnated in the bone marrow, just like a prince in the Middle Ages, even if he is now doing something that is full of disobedience to his identity, it will not make people disgusted at all.

It's pleasing to the eye, like a painting.

An Mo slapped his face, took a deep breath, and barely cheered up.

Today the gallery opened, a busy day, is her favorite job, and saw her favorite idol, her spirit is very good, but her body is as tired as falling apart, even if Ou Jinyue has been with her to take care of her, An Moran still feels very tired.

Originally, after the closure of the museum, she wanted to go back to rest directly, but she remembered the dinner promised to O'Jersey, and she sat here helplessly.

It's just that what she didn't expect was that Ou Jersey's so-called invitation to her dinner was not to go to the restaurant, nor to let the housekeeper prepare, but to cook herself.

Looking at the figure busy in the kitchen, An Moran's chest was filled with inexplicable feelings, which were indescribable.

"Okay, after waiting so long, are you hungry?"

O'Jersey stepped out of the kitchen with two plates, and pulled out a gentle smile at An Moran's gaze.

Wearing only a dark blue shirt, he is less rigorous and deep during the day, and more rare casual, but he is more and more heroic and dazzling.

"It's worth waiting a little longer to be lucky enough to eat what the head of the Ou family cooks himself."

"Tasteful!"

O'Jersey put one of the plates in his hand in front of An Moran, "Fresh eel from the sea, with red wine from Bordeaux estate, the best pairing!" ”

Ou Jersey's words fell, and the housekeeper immediately stepped forward to pour wine for An Mo, Ou Jersey's eyes signaled, and the housekeeper immediately stood still.

He naturally took the red wine, poured it for An Mo intimately, and pushed it in front of her, "Try my craft." ”

An Moran smiled, "Okay." ”

Taking a sip of red wine, An Moran picked up a knife and fork and cut a piece of eel and brought it to his mouth, but before he could eat it, his face suddenly changed, he threw down the tableware and rushed to the sink, and couldn't help but vomit.

"Gross-"

The smell of eel was all over his nose, and the fishy smell of the ocean made Anmo's stomach churn and tumble into the sea.

There was nothing in the stomach except retching uncomfortably.

Ou Jersey was stunned, then quickly walked behind her, reached out and patted her on the back to smooth her, "What's the matter?" Why didn't you say it if you were not feeling well, housekeeper, call the doctor! ”

"No need ......"

An Moran finally eased up, waved his hand, signaled that she was fine, and raised her pale face slightly, "Maybe I've eaten something wrong in the past few days, and my stomach is a little upset, it's okay." ”

"A few days? You mean you've been in this situation for days? ”

Ou Jersey stared at An Moran suspiciously, remembering her reaction just now, his eyes unconsciously fell on her lower abdomen.

His gaze darkened for a moment......

"Well, my stomach has not been very good, maybe I have been busy with the gallery these days, and I can't take care of this expensive stomach, so it is hypocritical, I'm fine, it's just ruining your mind."