Watching Wen Ye eat is a magical experience.
He stuffed the food into his mouth almost formulaically, chewed it a certain number of times, and then swallowed it.
It was as if the delicious food he made was no different from ordinary food when it entered his mouth.
"Don't you think you're cooking for yourself?"
After finishing his meal, Jiang Jiang leaned over to look at him and asked a question.
Wen Ye swallowed the food in his mouth and said, "It should be eaten by me." According to the strictly controlled proportions in the video, it can't be unpalatable.
Should? What does that mean?
Jiang Jiangyu: "It should be extremely, extremely delicious!"
Wen Ye estimated that he was about 70% full, so he put down his chopsticks, a smile in his eyes: "If you like it, it's fine, sister."
As for his own opinion.
It doesn't matter.
I thought so in my heart, but my face showed a somewhat aggrieved expression, and my voice was even more deliberate than that orange cat begging for food this afternoon: "...I don't know if I should like it. I usually cook in that family, but my taste is different from theirs. If I don't make what they like, I will be..."
He pursed his lips.
She tilted her head slightly, revealing the red corners of her eyes.
"Hmm... so I think eating is enough."
Jiang Jiang: “…”
Jiang Jiang: “.............” It’s true that she felt a little distressed, but why did this person’s actions always make her feel a little strange?
...She must have been wrong.
"They really went too far."
It's totally squeezing a person to death.
Still don’t give the money.
Even the most unscrupulous factories are not this unscrupulous.
Jiang Jiang stretched out her hand. After being rejected twice on the first day, she felt that the male protagonist in this world might not like physical contact.
So every time I extend my hand, I carefully observe the other person's expression.
But a slightly cool touch reached her before she did.
Wen Ye took the initiative to hold her fingers, their skin touching only at the fingertips, but both of them were stunned for a moment.
"Am I being too abrupt?" Wen Ye pursed his lips, and when he raised his eyes, there was a hint of anticipation in his eyes. "But I feel a little uncomfortable... I want my sister to hug me."
"Just for a moment."
Jiang Jiang suddenly realized that there seemed to be some problems in his perception of him from the very beginning.
...He doesn't seem to resist my touch?
Those who are favored are always fearless.
Jiang Jiang had some bad thoughts of teasing him.
She pretended to be confused: "But how can I hold you if you sit down?"
Wen Ye wanted to sit up, but was stopped by her.
Jiang Jiang smiled sweetly: "No need, I suddenly thought of a way."
Wen Ye felt that she suddenly became more aggressive, unlike before when she hesitated even to hold hands, but he also felt a little funny, because she looked so pure that she knew nothing.
Besides, he didn't think he was so lucky to be liked by her.
There was a smile in his eyes, and he wanted to see what she wanted to do.
Just as this thought flashed through his mind, Jiang Jiang had already straddled his lap. The warm touch through the fabric made him freeze instantly.
“…”
Wen Ye's Adam's apple rolled quickly, and he was unusually at a loss.
From Jiang Jiang's perspective, he could even see the red tips of his ears.
She was pleased by his appearance, lifted his hand and placed it on her waist, then put her arm around his neck, smiling slyly: "Willn't it be possible to hug me this way?"
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