Fu Tingshen heard the footsteps behind him, and looked at her with sideways eyes, "Hungry?" ”

"Is there anything I can help me with?" Shen Qingqiu propped his hands on the table and watched Fu Tingshen skillfully handle the chicken legs.

According to what Fu Tingshen said, it seems that tonight's dinner will be this pot of chicken thighs and chicken soup.

Fu Tingshen glanced at her, the woman's neckline was slightly loose, revealing her delicate collarbone, and her long hair was coiled behind her head, revealing the fair skin on her neck.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he looked away quietly, "Go and sit on the couch, beware of the heat." ”

Shen Qingqiu pouted, as if he hadn't heard his words, turned around, supported his hands hard, and simply sat on the table next to him.

"Wouldn't that be good?" One of her legs was swinging carelessly, looking at Fu Tingshen with partial eyes.

From her point of view, she could see Fu Tingshen's deep and clear jawline, as well as the delicate facial contours.

With such a face, it's no wonder that people will always be remembered.

It is estimated that in the independent state, it has attracted countless wild bees and butterflies.

She casually picked up a small tomato in the vegetable basket and threw it into her mouth, and when she bit it open, she didn't taste a little sweet, it was all sour.

The orange-red afterglow of the setting sun spills into the open kitchen through the bright and spacious floor-to-ceiling windows.

Fu Tingshen stood in front of the table and was busy in an orderly manner, and the woman propped her hands on the table, silently watching him.

Simple yet welcoming.

After the chicken soup was boiled, Fu Tingshen took out the soup and fried two more green vegetables.

"Wash your hands and come over and eat." Fu Tingshen looked at her.

Shen Qingqiu nodded and jumped down on one foot.

Fu Tingshen's eyes were quick, and he hooked her waist, "Will there be emergency rescue?" ”

Hearing this, Shen Qingqiu's eyes flashed slightly, and he responded casually, "I learned a little from Qin Zhao in the army before. ”

Learned a little?

This kind of talk can be hidden from others, but it can't be hidden from Fu Tingshen.

He could see that Shen Qingqiu's professional skills would be more than a little bit.

But Shen Qingqiu didn't want to say more, so naturally he wouldn't ask more.

While eating, Fu Tingshen picked out the chopped green onion from her bowl little by little.

"How does it taste?" Fu Tingshen looked at Shen Qingqiu a little nervously.

Shen Qingqiu smashed his mouth, stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked away the soup stained on the corner of his lips, "It's delicious." ”

Looking at her licking lips, Fu Tingshen's heart itched, and his eyes couldn't help but sink.

After eating, Shen Qingqiu was carried back to the bedroom by Fu Tingshen.

She was about to take a shower when her phone rang suddenly.

It was Jiang Li who called.

"Qingqing, Wen Yizhen's wedding dress has begun to be made, you remember to take the time to come and have a look." Jiang Li's voice came into her ears through the earpiece of her mobile phone.

Shen Qingqiu replied lightly and continued to walk towards the bathroom.

"By the way, I heard that the triennial fashion contest will be held in Haicheng this year, do you want to participate?"

Faced with Jiang Li's proposal, Shen Qingqiu didn't have any emotional fluctuations on his face, and said lightly: "I'm not interested." ”

When she started as a designer, she was just a hobby.

Hearing her answer, although Jiang Li had regret in his heart, he was not surprised.

After all, Shen Qingqiu didn't have much interest in fame and fortune.

"If it's okay, I'll hang up first." Shen Qingqiu said.

Jiang Li on the other end of the phone smiled ambiguously, "I understand, I understand, the Spring Festival is worth a thousand dollars." ”

After speaking, he hung up the phone directly without giving Shen Qingqiu a chance to speak.