Ling Xiaoyuan turned around to go to the coffee table, and she leaned down to pour tea.

Ling Xiaoyuan seemed to be pouring tea, but in fact, he was looking sideways at Jiang Fuxuan and eating the "nuclear weapons" he made.

Ling Xiaoyuan looked at the results with satisfaction, and his heart was extremely happy, it was simply a celebration for the whole world.

"Hey, hey, Jiang Fuxuan, this pit goods, I didn't expect it, look at how crazy you are."

Jiang Fuxuan was not suspicious, and the silver chopsticks walked quickly between several lunch boxes.

I have to say that Ling Xiaoyuan's cooking is quite delicious, and Jiang Fuxuan has inherited most of the male protagonist's habits.

That is, no matter how unpalatable the heroine's cooking is, they like it as always.

"It's strange to say, there are so many star chefs in Huayuan, they have a good reputation, but cooking is not as delicious as a small rookie, they should really be fired."

"It's not as delicious as cooking with a little chicken"

is complacent, replenishing his brain Jiang Fu Xuan, who will hold his stomach for a while, and go into the toilet in a very embarrassed manner, and Ling Xiaoyuan, who is drinking tea in Meizizi.

Coldly, such a sentence suddenly came out, and Ling Xiaoyuan was choked by this sentence.

"Poof, ahem, ahem, ahem"

Ling Xiaoyuan covered his mouth, and immediately wiped the tea squirting out with a paper towel next to him.

This Jiang Fuxuan is praising her for her superb cooking skills, or scolding her for being a "rookie"

"Are you alright? Don't be in such a hurry, it's not a national water outage."

Jiang Fuxuan noticed the sound on Ling Xiaoyuan's side, his dark eyes raised, and everything that happened swept away.

An extremely bland but provocative sentence came out with a nice timbre.

"......" is not because of you

Ling Xiaoyuan was not reincarnated, but secretly complained in his heart.

"What a stupid woman, I doubt that Ling Xiaoyuan will starve to death if she lives alone when Ling Xiaoyuan leaves me in the future."

There was a snap

In Ling Xiaoyuan's heart, there was a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and thunder exploded.

This Jiang Fuxuan, really thought that he was scolding himself in his heart, and really thought that he couldn't hear it?

"Hehehe, dear, the tea in your office is so delicious, I can't help it, and I choked on it."

Ling Xiaoyuan smiled extremely falsely, and also made up a lie that was extremely insulting to IQ.

"Oh? Is it? ”

Jiang Fuxuan's voice was low and magnetic, like a deep and gorgeous movement, three words, but extremely pleasant.

Ling Xiaoyuan may not have enough confidence, took a new teacup, and intimately poured Jiang Fuxuan a glass of water.

Then he walked over to Jiang Fuxuan's side with a sincere face, and carefully held the teacup.

Ling Xiaoyuan stood beside Jiang Fuxuan obediently, and then, his brain was comparable to a "light-year accelerator"

Running quickly, and then handily clapping the ass.

"When, of course, let alone drinking tea, even if it's office air, a few more sips will prolong your life."

Ling Xiaoyuan's face did not change color, his heart did not beat, and he respectfully handed the white porcelain cup in his hand to Jiang Fuxuan.

"Really? No wonder I've been in a better mood lately. ”

Jiang Fuxuan playfully took the tea handed over by Ling Xiaoyuan, his white hands were no less than a white porcelain cup.

The white porcelain cup approached the thin lips, Jiang Fuxuan sniffed the tea lightly, it was a faint jasmine fragrance, Jiang Fuxuan took a sip.

Compared with the refreshing and dignified smell of coffee, Jiang Fuxuan prefers tea with a light fragrance and a slightly bitter taste.

Bitterness always makes people extra clear in the moment of confusion and chaos.

It is a good medicine to refresh the mind.

Ling Xiaoyuan turned to Jiang Fuxuan's hand, and his fingers, which were as delicate as jade, pinched Jiang Fuxuan's shoulder.

It doesn't exert much force, but it's extremely gentle and can relieve the pain in your shoulders.

"Ling Xiaoyuan, you can be regarded as doing a job."