After Gu Yanshen put down the ingredients, he turned around and left the kitchen directly without being polite, walked to the sofa and sat down like an uncle, and opened it with a financial magazine in his hand.

Mu Wange didn't expect a man like Gu Yanshen who didn't touch the spring water with his fingers to take the initiative to help her, he dared to speak, but she didn't dare to instruct him. It's really that this man has expensive sticky notes on him anytime and anywhere, and she is sincerely afraid of helping her carry food, let alone helping her.

……

Mu Wange took the apron around it, opened the bag neatly and took out the ingredients from it. Cook the rice first, boil the soup, and then start washing the vegetables and cutting the side dishes.

When you're ready, turn on the hood, turn on the fire, and start cooking.

Originally, he said this morning that she would let her cook for him again tonight, but she was not prepared to deal with it. But in the morning, she went to look for a job, left the talent market to go to the hospital, and learned from her mother that Gu Yanshen actually went to see her.

After leaving the hospital, I don't know how to get on the subway to the vegetable market.

……

Gu Yanshen sat on the sofa, crossed Erlang's legs, and it had only been half an hour since the financial magazine in his hand turned two pages, and the man's mind was not on it.

From time to time, my eyes will look in the direction of the kitchen, and I will look through the glass from a distance to see the busy figures inside.

From washing and cutting vegetables to cooking, the movements are like flowing water and methodical. Gu Yanshen didn't expect that one day he would use his precious time to sit on the sofa and watch a woman cook, and he couldn't turn his eyes away, unwilling to look away.

"Old ...... Husband, there is still a stir-fry to start the meal. ”

The kitchen door suddenly opened, and Mu Wange's head poked out, just in time to catch Gu Yanshen's eyes looking at her.

"Hmm."

Gu Yanshen was caught, and a touch of embarrassment flashed in his eyes, so he responded calmly, put down the financial magazine in his hand and got up to wash his hands. In the mirror, the man's eyebrows were raised, and there was a warmth that could not be hidden under his eyes.

'Husband, there's still a stir-fry to start the meal. ’

The woman's soft voice is like a feather gently sweeping through the heart, softening the man's hard heart.

The kitchen door closed again, Mu Wange turned around to fry the last dish, and the eyes that he had just opened the door flashed in his mind. It was so hot and intense that her heart trembled when she saw it.

……

This is the third time that the two have eaten at the same table, and it is also Mu Wange's most nervous meal, grandma said that Gu Yanshen's mouth is very tight, and she is not a top chef who generally can't enter his mouth, does she feel a little too good about herself.

The dishes were served one by one, and Mu Wange put the rice in his hand in front of Gu Yanshen, and then sat down opposite him.

Holding the rice bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other, after Gu Yanshen moved the chopsticks, he couldn't help but look at him, watching him feed the vegetables into his mouth and chew, and he didn't know why he was so nervous.

Seeing that he swallowed, there was no abnormality on his face and another dish was sandwiched, Mu Wange's heart was slightly relieved, and he lowered his head to eat.

She has eaten with Gu Yanshen three times, and she probably knows how much he eats.

Whether it was the first time in Red Mansion Square or the second time in Ancheng Villa, he only ate a bowl of rice, and he didn't eat much food.

But tonight......

Most of the eight dishes on the table were missing, and she served rice twice for him.

Does this mean that the dishes she cooks are very much to his appetite.

When this thought flashed through Mu Wange's mind, the corners of her lips rose with satisfaction. When she realized that her emotions were fluctuating, Mu Wange couldn't help biting her lip.

She is happy because her cooking skills are recognized......

That's it.

……

After eating, Gu Yanshen sat there like an uncle. Mu Wange disposed of all the little left, and then put it in the kitchen and put it in the sink.

Put your apron back on and start washing the dishes. The dishes were halfway washed, and the few strands of disobedient hair that were caught behind her ears hung down because she lowered her head, and it was very uncomfortable to rub against her cheeks. Mu Wange held the bowl in one hand, and her hand stained with detergent foam touched the faucet to flush the foam clean, and when she was about to pull it out, a big hand helped her.

A few strands of hair were pulled behind the ears.

"Thank you...... Not. ”

As soon as I turned my head, my lips were gagged.