Jiang Jianian didn't say anything, but his movements slowed down. He kept suppressing any emotions that were about to burst out.

If Jiang Jianian were unwilling, he would definitely say he doesn't need it, which would mean he tacitly agrees.

Although she felt that her actions were a bit reckless, Ye Zhiwei still took the water cup and tiptoed slightly to feed the boy who was still chopping vegetables.

She had never fed water to anyone before, and since the other person was Jiang Jianian, she was a little nervous.

Jiang Jianian stopped what he was doing and drank water from Ye Zhiwei's glass. Ye Zhiwei was so nervous that her hand trembled involuntarily, and the water spilled a little. Fortunately, she stopped herself in time, and the boy's cold lips accidentally touched Ye Zhiwei's fingers.

Ye Zhiwei was completely unaware, or rather, didn't pay much attention to, this contact, but Jiang Jianian seemed to be unable to hold back any longer.

Even though I drank water, I still felt thirsty, a thirst that came from the bottom of my heart. My lips also felt even drier, and my mouth and throat were parched.

The weather was already stuffy and hot, but now it seems even hotter.

Irritable.

Irritable.

Jiang Jianian told Ye Zhiwei to stop, and said in a hoarse voice, "No need."

No?

Ye Zhiwei looked at Jiang Jianian, who clearly seemed very thirsty.

"I'm sorry," he said again, looking steadily at Ye Zhiwei, his voice heavy with suppressed emotion, "I just touched your hand."

Ye Zhiwei belatedly realized the subtle touch. She looked up at Jiang Jianian, wanting to say it was okay, but for some reason, she just couldn't bring herself to say it.

She had always felt that the male lead was cold and cold, without any warmth. Even his possessiveness towards the female lead in the novel was cold and cold, purely possessive without any desire. But at this moment, Jiang Jianian seemed to be walking hormones.

She seems very restrained, but she still gives off a...sexy vibe.

That kind of suppressed, not completely abstinent, sexy with a touch of taboo.

Ye Zhiwei: She felt that she must have read too many erotic novels, otherwise how could she have so many wild thoughts just from Jiang Jianian's glance!

Ye Zhiwei took a deep breath, clearing her mind of all random thoughts, and asked, "Jiang Jianian, is there anything else I can help you with?"

"No need, you can go out first." Jiang Jianian's voice was very low, deep and low.

Ye Zhiwei immediately understood and ran to the hall.

Only Jiang Jianian remained in the kitchen.

Jiang Jianian moved his fingers to the water stains that Ye Zhiwei had just spilled on her neck and slowly wiped them clean, his mind filled with the image of his lips touching Ye Zhiwei's fingers.

With just the slightest contact, all rationality seemed to have reached a critical point, ready to collapse at the slightest touch.

Jiang Jianian put down the knife, walked to the sink, turned on the tap and started washing his hands. The cold water splashed and washed over the boy's slender fingers. Although it was difficult, it still suppressed the restlessness that was rising in the summer heat.

He started chopping vegetables again.

Ye Zhiwei had no idea how far Jiang Jianian had progressed, so she could only sit in the hall and wait for the food to be served.

Holding her phone, Miss Ye found the erotic novel resources she had previously hidden, and coldly deleted them.

Sure enough, reading too many erotic novels can erode one's will and create empty fantasies. She felt that the male protagonist's monstrous appearance was a defilement of the noble, aloof, and future angel in white, Jiang Jianian.

After deleting it, Ye Zhiwei silently recited a few words in her heart: Emptiness is form, form is emptiness, everything just now was an illusion, an illusion, an illusion.

When I opened my eyes again, sure enough, I saw Boss Jiang, who was as expressionless as ever, bringing out the dishes.

Ye Zhiwei knew that Jiang Jianian was good at making desserts, but she didn't expect that these dishes would not only taste so good, but also look so delicious.

Because of military training, Ye Zhiwei rarely ate outside of school. Although the school food wasn't bad, it was definitely very different from the food prepared by Ye's family. The reason Ye Zhiwei lost weight during military training was not only because the training was really tough, but also because she didn't have an appetite.

She originally planned to find a good hotel nearby after military training and have a nice meal, but unexpectedly, the male lead satisfied her cravings.

The roasted ribs were seasoned with red wine, topped with a sauce, and served with sliced ​​lemons.

The prepared lobster and tarts are placed in the oven, then abalone is added and baked again. Finally, abalone broth is poured over them, and the dish is placed on a porcelain white plate. It is a feast for the eyes.

The grilled pork tenderloin is served alongside vegetables drizzled with salad dressing, and the fruits are peeled and presented in an elegant salad.

...

The last course was a lava chocolate cake, which was also very beautiful and exquisite.

Every single item is truly a work of art. If Ye Zhiwei hadn't gone to the kitchen and personally witnessed Jiang Jianian preparing these dishes, she would have found it hard to believe that they were all made by Jiang Jianian.

Did the male protagonist have this skill before?

Absolutely not!

This is a completely new skill that has been developed!

There are many varieties, but the portion of each is very small; it's all very refined.

Ye Zhiwei couldn't help but swallow. "Can I eat any of this?"

"Okay." Jiang Jianian didn't seem to look at Ye Zhiwei again, his tone and attitude were very distant, as if he was intentionally keeping his distance today.

Ye Zhiwei had no idea about all that; her whole mind was focused on cooking.

She wrapped the pork tenderloin and salad dressing in a paper-thin tortilla, popped it into her mouth, and the pork tenderloin was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The vegetable salad was sweet and refreshing, and even the tortilla tasted delicious.

Ye Zhiwei asked, moved, "Did you buy this pancake? It's amazing how thin it is!"

Jiang Jianian glanced at Ye Zhiwei and said indifferently, "I made it myself."

"Can this really be made? It looks like it was made by a machine—" Ye Zhiwei took a deep breath.

The male protagonist cannot be understood using ordinary people's abilities; he is always like a bug in the system. He truly makes everything he does seem like a work of art.

Ye Zhiwei was deeply moved.

Who can withstand this kind of food bombardment? Who can withstand it? Who can withstand it?

With Jiang Jianian's culinary skills, he'd definitely win over any girl if he just tried. She didn't believe any girl could resist the bombardment of delicious food.

After devouring all the dishes on the table, Ye Zhiwei reached for the only cake, but reason still made her look up at Jiang Jianian with pleading eyes, "This... do you want some?"

"I'm not eating." Jiang Jianian put down his chopsticks.

Ye Zhiwei pulled the cake to her face with satisfaction, opened it with a kiss, and the chocolate sauce inside collapsed. It tasted like a rich and creamy chocolate with the texture of ice cream. She said again, moved, "Jiang Jianian, your future girlfriend is actually very lucky. You must keep pursuing her in this normal way!"

Stop thinking about locking people up!

Jiang Jianian gazed at Ye Zhiwei, whose mind was completely focused on the cake, and asked indifferently, "Is that so?"