Chapter 65 "Cute, I want to kiss you"
Cen Wan was dragged into the kitchen and looked at the food on the counter: shrimp, spare ribs, okra...
They are all her favorite foods.
She couldn't help but look up at Shen Yixiao. Was it a coincidence or...
Shen Yixiao, wearing only a gray home jacket and an apron, bent his head over the shrimp. He held a pair of scissors in one hand, his nimble, slender fingers expertly slicing through the backs of the shrimps to remove the sand.
She stood at the front of the stage and asked softly, "What can I do?"
Shen Yixiao didn't even raise his head: "Help me roll up my sleeves."
Cen Wan pursed her lips, took a step forward, and reached out to help him roll up his sleeves. This action would inevitably touch him, so she was as careful as possible.
Shen Yixiao paused in her movements. Her movements were slow and gentle, her fingertips slightly cold, and when they brushed against his wrist and forearm, they still caused a tingling sensation.
He lowered his eyes, and Cen Wan's fair and soft little face was right in front of him. He could see and touch it, and it was no longer nothingness.
He looked at her quietly without saying a word until she rolled up both sleeves.
"alright."
When Cen Wan looked up, she met his deep, dark pupils. That look made her heart tremble.
She gathered herself and unnaturally changed the subject: "Do we have to wash all these dishes? Let me do it."
Shen Yixiao narrowed his eyes slightly and slowly looked away: "Can you?"
Cen Wan choked. She couldn't do that when she was with him before, but now she can do everything.
"I may not be able to cook as well as you now, but there's nothing I can't do."
As she spoke, Cen Wan took out the okra and greens and asked, "How do you prepare them? Should we blanch the okra or stir-fry it?"
Shen Yixiao watched her skillfully washing the vegetables, and a dull, sour feeling came from his heart, as if someone had suddenly grasped it tightly.
In the past, she couldn't even tell the difference between different types of vegetables, let alone wash them and cook.
The sound of rushing water was making a gurgling sound, and Shen Yixiao's brows were slightly furrowed, feeling inexplicably annoyed.
When Cen Wan reached out to help him get the ribs to marinate, he grabbed her wrist.
Cen Wan looked at him in confusion.
Shen Yixiao's throat was slightly stiff: "I can do it myself."
"Okay." Cen Wan withdrew her hand and looked around. "What should I do next?"
Shen Yixiao: "Wait."
Cen Wan stood in front of the cooking counter, watching him lower his head to cut the ingredients. His bony fingers were slightly bent, and the meridians of his arm holding the knife were clearly visible.
She stood aside and watched for a long time, then asked tentatively: "Can you give me your phone?"
She was afraid that Xiaolin and Jiang Yuan would look for her.
Besides, Shen Yixiao didn't let her help either, so it was a bit strange for her to just stand there like that.
Shen Yixiao raised his eyelids and glared at her: "What do you need a phone for?"
Cen Wan: "I don't think you need my help here. Let me take a look."
"So you're just going to go play with your phone?" Shen Yixiao raised his eyebrows slightly, pulled the corner of his lips slightly, and snorted coldly, "Do you really treat me like a servant?"
Cen Wan: “…That’s not what I meant.”
However, it didn't seem appropriate for her to be looking at her phone while he was cooking, so he didn't mention the phone again.
Shen Yixiao wouldn't let her work, nor would he let her leave, so she had no choice but to stand quietly by and watch him cook.
The kitchen lighting was cool, making his complexion appear even more pale and elegant. His long eyelashes cast a faint shadow around his eyes. His face was three-dimensional and delicate, with excellent bone structure. The sharp profile and eyebrows made him look cold and tough.
However, the hot steam rising from the pot enveloped him in a layer of faint white mist, which seemed to soften his facial features.
As Cen Wan looked at it, she felt a little dazed, as if everything had returned to the warm apartment next to Nancheng University.
After being with Shen Yixiao, she found out that he had never lived in school and had always lived in an apartment next to the school.
At the beginning, Shen Yixiao would take her out on dates whenever he was free, eating, watching movies, skating, playing claw machines, climbing mountains, camping, and doing everything.
Later, slowly, he began to take her back to his apartment.
Shen Yixiao's cooking is very good, and the taste is even better than that in some restaurants.
Cen Wan asked him, he looked like a pampered young master, how come he was so good at cooking.
How did Shen Yixiao respond at that time?
He raised his eyebrows and said in a lazy and casual tone: "When you can only eat all kinds of strange and bizarre meals every day, you will learn it by yourself."
Cen Wan never understood what it meant.
She didn't know how to cook at that time and could only make things worse. Shen Yixiao would move a stool to the kitchen counter and let her sit and watch over him.
She ate fruit while watching him busy, and sighed sincerely: "Chen Yixiao, whoever marries you in the future will definitely be very happy!"
Shen Yixiao casually took a tissue and wiped his fingers dry. Then he bent over the counter and pinched her face viciously. He said with a sour face, "What do you mean by 'Who will marry me?' You don't want to marry me?"
Cen Wan bent her lips and begged for mercy softly: "I was just joking, why are you still angry?"
She pulled his arm and shook it, saying exaggeratedly, "Xiao is so good, all the girls in the world must want to marry you!"
Chen Yixiao raised his eyebrows slightly, with an arrogant and conceited look as if he was the most handsome man in the world. "What do I need all the girls in the world for? They're not the ones I want to marry."
"Besides, you're enough for me."
"What do you mean? What's wrong with me?"
Shen Yixiao couldn't help laughing when he saw her angry look, and lowered his head to kiss her on the lips.
Cen Wan immediately covered her mouth: "You haven't said anything yet, what's wrong with me?"
"Cute, I want to kiss you."
Cen Wan's cheeks flushed: "You hooligan!"
Shen Yixiao smiled roguely: "What's wrong with kissing your girlfriend?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed her neck and kissed her domineeringly and forcefully, conquering her.
Only when the smell of burning wafted over did Cen Wan push him away, panting softly: "The food is all burnt."
"Don't worry about it." Shen Yixiao's voice was hoarse, and he directly picked up the person horizontally, "Feed the baby something else first."
In the end, we didn’t get to eat the food that day, and this happened many times.
However, she clearly remembered that the burnt dish that day was also spare ribs.
So much so that she didn't dare to cook this dish for a long time afterwards.
It seems that as soon as I touch it, memories of him will come flooding back.
A familiar fragrance came from the tip of her nose, and Shen Yixiao's low voice brought her back to reality.
"Open your mouth--"
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