Chapter 17 Mrs. Jiang, it’s okay to drink a little

Xu Xian parked the car in the underground garage. She chose the cheapest Mercedes-Benz among a bunch of luxury cars because the other brands were too eye-catching.

Just after parking the car, the car window suddenly made a noise. Xu Xian looked up and saw the man tapping the glass with his fingers. He looked casual and indifferent, but his eyes were fixed on her, and the light in his pupils was very weak.

Jiang Shibai opened the car door, his thin lips curved into a certain arc, "Come down."

"Why are you in the underground garage?" Xu Xian pulled out the car keys with a puzzled look.

Jiang Shibai closed the car door with one hand, walked beside her, and said in a normal tone, "Wait for you to come home."

Xu Xian's expression was slightly tense. When they were talking on the phone, he said he was waiting for her to come home. She thought he was waiting for her to eat, but she didn't expect that he was waiting for her directly in the underground garage.

"What are we eating today? I'm hungry." Xu Xian was actually a little hungry. After she made the soup, she didn't drink a single sip and went straight to the hospital.

On the way back, she actually felt vaguely that her stomach was a little empty.

Aunt Zhang’s cooking skills are quite good. She has been feeling a little full after eating these past two days and is somewhat looking forward to today’s dinner.

Jiang Shibai pressed the elevator button, the overhead light falling on the face of a god-like figure, and his eyes moved down to her fair cheeks. "Aunt Zhang has asked for leave, and we need to take care of breakfast and dinner ourselves."

He was not nervous at all when telling lies without thinking, but instead spoke confidently, as if what he said was true.

In fact, he gave Aunt Zhang a holiday, and his purpose was very obvious. He wanted to create more opportunities to spend time with Xu Xian.

"Hmm?" Xu Xian raised his eyes and looked at him steadily, "Then I'll cook."

She thought Jiang Shibai probably couldn't cook and was a CEO who had never done housework.

As she finished speaking, the elevator door opened and she could clearly smell the aroma of food wafting from the living room, which made her stomach rumble slightly.

In the quiet environment, the two cooing sounds were very obvious. Xu Xian's face turned red uncontrollably. He subconsciously lowered his eyes and followed Jiang Shibai out of the elevator.

Jiang Shibai didn't laugh at her directly, but said in a somewhat tight voice, "It seems that Mrs. Jiang really wants to eat."

As he spoke, he took Xu Xian's slippers from the shoe rack and bent down to place them at her feet.

Xu Xian felt a little uncomfortable, but she didn't have much time to think. She mechanically changed into slippers before she had the energy to pay attention to the fragrance in the air.

"Did you order takeout?"

"Don't you trust your husband's cooking skills? Or do you not believe your husband can cook?" Jiang Shibai's eyes were as black as ink, like a stone thrown into the water, causing ripples.

Xu Xian was a little surprised. His captivating fox eyes widened slightly. He hurriedly explained, "I don't disbelieve you, I just can't see it clearly."

She really didn't expect Jiang Shibai could cook.

Xu Xian walked to the restaurant and took a closer look. There were four simple dishes and one soup, which were delicious and fragrant. The taste was still unknown. They were braised prawns, stir-fried seasonal vegetables, tomato beef brisket and cola chicken wings.

As for the soup, it was the chicken soup she made in the afternoon.

"Have you tasted the chicken soup?" Xu Xian obediently followed Jiang Shibai into the kitchen to get some rice.

Jiang Shibai had eaten with her several times and had a rough idea of her appetite. He put the crystal clear rice into a porcelain bowl, which took up half of it.

"I've tried half a bowl. Mrs. Jiang's cooking skills are quite good."

He was working in his study in the afternoon. When he received the message, he went downstairs. He didn't expect that the person had already left. He did not exaggerate his evaluation of the soup, but just said that you can't drink too much. The ginseng in it is a tonic, and in addition to ginseng, there are some other tonics mixed in.

He is full of vigor and cannot guarantee Xu Xian's safety if he drinks too much.

"Then drink some later." Xu Xian didn't know what he was thinking, he just thought that since he liked it, he would drink another bowl.

Seeing him serving the rice, she took chopsticks and a spoon, and also took two bowls for soup.

Jiang Shibai's hand holding the bowl trembled slightly, his eyes darkened, and he said in an almost hoarse voice, "Xianxian, I need to remind you that ginseng is a tonic."

"What's wrong?" Xu Xian looked up in confusion and looked straight into his dark eyes, which were filled with emotions she couldn't understand.

Jiang Shibai lowered his head slightly, moved closer to her delicate face, and stopped within a controllable range, breathing disorderedly, "Mrs. Jiang, if you want to sleep tonight, don't ask anymore."

After saying that, he walked out of the kitchen, leaving Xu Xian standing there in a daze.

She suddenly understood what he meant, and the blush that had finally subsided came back again, and her ears were bleeding.

If she had known she would be teased, she would definitely not have left any soup for him today.

Xu Xian slowly moved to the dining table. He didn't dare to look directly at the small pot of chicken soup. He lowered his head and ate the white rice in the bowl as quietly as a chicken. He didn't even have the mind to taste Jiang Shibai's cooking skills.

Jiang Shibai's expression didn't change much. Seeing that she didn't pick up any food and just chewed the rice, he stopped peeling the shrimp and pulled off his transparent disposable gloves.

Although Xu Xian was absent-minded, she saw every move of the man. She saw him scooping chicken soup with a soup bowl. Her eyelids twitched subconsciously, and an ominous premonition came to her heart.

As expected, half a bowl of golden chicken soup landed beside her. The man's gentle voice was deep and pleasant, "Mrs. Jiang, it's okay to drink a little. What's the point of just eating rice?"

His voice was clearly narrow and teasing, without any disguise.

Xu Xian suddenly raised his head, his bright eyes flickering as he glared at him harmlessly, as if to oppose him. He stretched out his chopsticks without hesitation to the beef brisket, put it into his mouth, and chewed it fiercely.

If you don’t know, you might think he was biting Jiang Shibai.

Seeing that she was finally willing to eat the food, Jiang Shibai stopped teasing her and continued to peel the shrimp.

The man had slender fingers, fair skin, and the backs of his hands were covered with blue veins. The light blue color made the blood flow to his slender hands, which was pleasing to the eye, just like a hand model.

The red shrimp rolled under his fingertips, and the transparent shell fell off without a trace of care. His movements were neither hurried nor slow, and his manners were elegant and noble.

Sure enough, good-looking people can’t take their eyes off no matter what they do.

While eating, Xu Xian admired him as he peeled half a bowl of fresh and tender shrimp meat.

She didn't have his patience. She wouldn't touch anything that needed to be peeled, let alone someone like him who would only stop after peeling half a bowl and savor it slowly.

He has such a strong willpower. No wonder he is a man who does great things, but he can resist eating one secretly.

Jiang Shibai slowly took off his gloves, held the bowl with his slender fingers, and placed it in front of Xu Xian, "Eat."

Xu Xian: “…???”

"I, I didn't mean that." Xu Xian stopped chewing and looked at him blankly.

She thought he had misunderstood her intention of staring at him peeling shrimp.

Jiang Shibai picked up the silver chopsticks calmly, his voice as if immersed in water, slow and clear, "I peeled it for you originally."

"Well, thank you!" A smile appeared on Xu Xian's lips. He picked up a whole shrimp and ate it with satisfaction.

Seeing that he didn't touch the shrimp meat at all, she thought that since he peeled them for her, it would be bad to not let him eat any of them, so she pushed the bowl towards him and said softly, "You eat too!"

Jiang Shibai's ambiguous gaze fell on her face, not paying attention to the bowl of shrimp. It seemed as if he was introducing his preferences, or as if he was explaining, "I'm allergic to seafood."

Xu Xian had eaten with him several times, but he had never paid attention to his preferences. Now that he thought about it, it seemed that he had never touched seafood.

After a long time of preparation, I finally made this braised prawns to suit her preferences. Suddenly, I felt touched and attentively picked up a cola chicken wing for him.

"The cola chicken wings you make are the best I've ever eaten. Try them yourself."

She had no idea that Jiang Shibai might mind her chopsticks being stained with saliva. After the cola chicken wings fell into his bowl, the chopsticks she moved back stopped in mid-air.

Finished!