Chapter 17 "Why not stay a few more days?"
After dawdling until past two o'clock, they finally managed to make six dishes and a soup. After Jiang Yao's forced arrangement, the dish looked surprisingly good.
As for the taste.
Jiang Yao took a sip of the fish-flavored eggplant.
It’s hard to comment…
The decision will be left to the King of Hell.
After dinner time, Jiang Chen went to the kitchen every ten minutes or so to check on the progress. He was so hungry that when he saw the delicious Mapo Tofu sprinkled with green onions on the table, he pounced on it like a hungry tiger and gobbled it up in big mouthfuls, almost numbing himself to death.
"You adulterous couple, do you want to poison me to death?" Jiang Chen pinched his neck and coughed violently for a while, his face flushed red.
Jiang Yao silently poured a glass of water for Jiang·Little White Mouse·Chen, thinking that it would be a success if he didn't eat a dead person.
After all the dishes were served, the chef in charge of cooking, Jiang Yao, enthusiastically added more dishes to Jiang Chen and reminded his brother to pay attention to the nutritional balance of meat and vegetables.
It seems like a personal revenge.
Who told Jiang Chen to sit still like a nail board under his butt? He would run to the kitchen door to peek every now and then. He was caught off guard and could only stick together with Duan Zhuxian at all times, pretending to be a loving couple.
It just so happened that someone was a few centimeters taller than him, and his mouth was located near his ear. It was fine if he didn't speak, but once he spoke, his skin would be filled with an itchy feeling that couldn't be scratched, followed by a pricking heat, like an allergen.
His hands were not hands, his feet were not feet, and the seasonings were either too much or the wrong ones, otherwise the whole table of dishes would not have been ruined like this.
If you really think about it, Jiang Chen deserves it!
Jiang Yao ate half a bowl of white rice without taking a single bite of food. Seeing that Jiang Chen was really suffering while eating, he lowered his head and suppressed a smile with evil intentions. He was just planning to order a takeout meal later when a hand suddenly appeared in front of him.
It is broad and slender, with distinct joints. Several green veins are driven by the hidden power, and they are faintly highlighted on the back of the hand as the chopsticks are grasped.
Suddenly they were too close, and Jiang Yao felt a little choked as if he was invaded. The next second, the hand shook slightly, and the food between the chopsticks fell into his bowl.
At the same time, a deep and slow voice fell in my ears: "Eat some food, don't just eat."
Quite gentle.
That is if it didn't come from Duan Zhuxian's naturally harsh mouth.
His brain automatically translated these seven words, and then, judging others by his own experience, Jiang Yao narrowed his eyes slightly.
Someone is taking the opportunity to pretend to be affectionate to deliberately make trouble for him!
I don't even know how to act well.
Jiang Yao was almost amused by Duan Zhuxian's insidious and cunning behavior. He raised his hand calmly and added some dark food to Duan Zhuxian's bowl.
"You should eat more too."
Duan Zhuxian said "hmm" and then picked up another piece of chopsticks.
Jiang Yao also returned the favor with a chopstick.
Jiang Chen: “?”
The two of them fought back and forth, which aroused Jiang Yao's fighting spirit.
It was not until Duan Zhuxian's rice bowls and plates piled up into two small mountains that he took a breath, temporarily stopped fighting, and returned his gaze to his own bowl.
Suddenly I was stunned.
Duan Zhuxian gave him all the stir-fried shrimps—
On the large table, the only dish that did not fail was the one that Duan Zhuxian was solely responsible for cooking.
Jiang Chen had been holding it in for a long time and knocked on the table with the tip of his chopsticks.
"Is this the end? You can't eat properly after you're divorced, right? Why do I remember that when he was five years old, he was yelling about being a man and refused to eat the food I gave him? Now he's being hypocritical with his fiancé."
Jiang Yao came back to his senses from Jiang Chen's disgusted teasing. His ears felt hot, and he lowered his head as if nothing had happened, fiddling with the shrimp with the tip of his chopsticks.
A little confused, a little awkward, a little at a loss.
Is a certain elite boss planning to change his career to become an actor? Why does he act so meticulously and sincerely?
Jiang Yao curled his lips.
After a while, he nudged Duan Zhuxian with his elbow and said stiffly, "Why don't you eat more shrimp?"
Then he added, "My brother can't tolerate seafood, he only eats things that run on the ground."
"Huh?" Jiang Chen uttered a questioning sound from the bottom of his heart, thinking to himself, are you still my brother?
But before she could stop him, she watched helplessly as half a plate of shrimp in front of her was stuffed into her dear husband's bowl by her younger brother.
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After dinner, Jiang Yao caught Jiang Chen, who was about to take a walk in the courtyard to digest his food, and asked him when he would leave.
As long as his brother doesn't leave, he has to pretend to be affectionate with Duan Zhuxian for a little longer. He is afraid that if this continues, he will be able to enter the Oscars, hold hands with Duan Zhuxian, and win the double Best Actor award.
Jiang Chen said casually: "I haven't thought about it yet."
Jiang Yao advised kindly, "Aren't you helping your sister-in-law's company go public? It's only been a short time since it was listed, and you're already acting like a hands-off manager. If something goes wrong, who will take charge?"
"I've done my best for the Meng family. I'll leave the rest to them." Jiang Chen stretched and looked out the window at the colorful green trees and flowers. "I'm on vacation recently. The scenery here is beautiful, suitable for a vacation. It would also be nice to come here to retire and retire."
Jiang Yao: "..."
Jiang Yao and Jiang Chen have been competing with each other in wits and courage since they were young, and have used all kinds of conspiracies and schemes. His brother has long been immune to him and is good at running and practicing Tai Chi.
After thinking for a moment, he decided to send a strong general to curb his brother's shamelessness in pretending to be stupid.
He turned around and looked at Duan Zhuxian who was standing at the counter making tea. His eyebrows raised, his eyes flickered, and he sent out hints.
Amidst the curl of tea smoke, their eyes met.
Duan Zhuxian chuckled lightly.
That’s right, this is the sarcastic smile we want!
Just right!
Jiang Yao crossed his arms in satisfaction, waiting leisurely for Duan Zhuxian, the mean guy, to chase him away.
Under Jiang Yao's gaze full of expectation and encouragement, Duan Zhuxian slowly walked to the two of them and handed a cup of fragrant green tea to Jiang Chen.
Unlike Jiang Yao's impatience, he patted Jiang Chen's shoulder, smiled warmly, and said slowly: "Going public is the most stressful and exhausting thing. Since you are on vacation, why not stay a few more days?"
Jiang Yao: "?"
【Author’s words】
Jiang Yao: Damn, you're so competitive! You're even trying to outdo me in acting, right? [Winning desire 80%]
(Baby, your husband has been an actor for over ten years, so it's normal that we newbies can't compare to him.)
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