Chapter 40 Kiss Me

The day after the killing banquet was a weekend. Li Qinghe had no schedule and got up early. Seeing his aunt busy in the kitchen, he said softly, "Aunt, let me make breakfast this morning."

Among the servants here, Li Qinghe and Jiang Jingxing are rarely seen. Jiang Jingxing is cold-tempered and hates the presence of outsiders. Li Qinghe likes to be quiet. Usually, they do everything silently and then leave quietly.

Seeing Li Qinghe, the aunt was a little stunned. Thinking of Mr. Jiang's concern for this girl, she quickly shook her head, "Ms. Li, I can do it here." Miss Li was petite and she didn't dare to say these vulgar words to her.

"It's okay." Li Qinghe found an apron and put it on. Looking at the aunt who was still a little hesitant, she said softly, "Jiang Jingxing won't blame you. I'm just making breakfast."

After getting the assurance, the aunt left.

Jiang Jingxing had a rare sleep. Although he was just sleeping, he woke up at eight o'clock. He went downstairs and heard a sound from the kitchen.

Jiang Jingxing frowned slightly. The servants here all knew the rules and would never make such a loud noise.

I walked over to find out what was going on, but I saw a girl wearing a light-colored apron, with her hair casually tied behind her, revealing a small part of her neck. The June sun shone through the glass window, making her skin look even whiter.

Perhaps hearing the voice, Li Qinghe put down the chopsticks in his hand, leaned slightly, his eyebrows and eyes softened, and even his voice softened a little, "Good morning."

Jiang Jingxing hated sunlight the most. To him, that glaring thing seemed to be able to expose his most shameful side.

However, Li Qinghe was warm and bright, even her smile was as bright as the sun, and there were stars in her eyes.

His steps seemed to be frozen. For the first time, Jiang Jingxing did not dare to move in front of Li Qinghe.

Li Qinghe was too clean. In front of her, I felt like the dirtiest person.

"I made you some porridge and some bread." Li Qinghe took a look at the porridge. It took a lot of time to make porridge. But she got up early today, so it would be almost done in a while.

Li Qinghe tried to pick it up by draping cotton cloth on both sides.

"Hiss." The high temperature coming from above made Li Qinghe feel a little uncomfortable, and he quickly put down his hand.

Jiang Jingxing, who was behind him, finally showed a different expression. He frowned slightly, walked forward quickly, and scolded Li Qinghe, "You are so impatient."

Li Qinghe smiled lightly and said nothing, "Thank you for your help." After that, she took the bread and went out in a good mood.

Mr. Jiang, who holds great power, was left alone in the kitchen.

Taking a look at the petite Li Qinghe, Jiang Jingxing fell into deep thought, wondering if he had been pampering this girl too much recently.

Jiang Jingxing came down with the porridge in a cold face. He filled two bowls of porridge and took them out. "Why did you want to make breakfast today?"

"I haven't cooked for a long time, so my hands are not so good." Last time in the program, although the host and Shen Zhi praised her for her delicious cooking, Li Qinghe felt that her cooking skills had declined.

Thinking of this, she looked up at the man in front of her and asked softly, "Do you have anything to do at noon?"

Jiang Jingxing's eyes froze. In their relationship, he had always been the one taking advantage of others. Li Qinghe rarely interfered in his life, and never asked about his schedule.

Jiang Jingxing lowered his eyebrows and spoke in a rare soft voice, staring at Li Qinghe in front of him, "What's wrong?"

"I'm going to cook at noon, but I can't finish it by myself. Do you want to join me?"

Perhaps Li Qinghe is the only man who dares to treat Mr. Jiang as a food taster.

But she showed no remorse and even went a step further, "It doesn't matter if you don't have time at noon, I can do it in the evening too."

"I'm not going to work today." Jiang Jingxing said, taking a sip of the porridge. It was neither too thick nor too thin, just the right consistency, which was his favorite.

Li Qinghe looked at Jiang Jingxing in surprise. Others had weekends off, but Jiang Jingxing never took a break.

JX is such a big company that he is needed to manage everything from top to bottom, not to mention the branch in the United States.

Seeing Li Qinghe's surprise, Jiang Jingxing did not explain. It was rare that the relationship between the two had become more relaxed recently. Jiang Jingxing was no longer interested in work and wanted to stay by Li Qinghe's side all the time to keep a close eye on her.

After breakfast, Li Qinghe sat in the living room to read a script. Opposite the living room was a wall of French windows. Through the transparent glass, one could see the bright sunshine outside and the flowers blooming in the back garden.

She liked this kind of house, but Li Nian was allergic to pollen. So there wasn't a single flower in the Li family's house, let alone flowers blooming all over the yard.

Li Qinghe lazily curled up on the sofa, and seeing that there was no one around, he stood up and went to look for the wine cabinet.

Li Qinghe's eyes moved back and forth among the rows of wines, and finally fixed on the bottle on the top shelf.

It is made in France, and only one batch is produced every ten years. It is extremely valuable. She wanted to buy it before, but she couldn't buy it.

"Want to drink?" A low and hoarse voice came from behind her, which sounded incredibly pleasant.

Li Qinghe knew who it was without turning around. She nodded, her eyes still fixed on the bottle of red wine, "I can't get it."

"Kiss me." Jiang Jingxing hugged her from behind, trapping her in his arms. From behind her, he gently kissed her ear, breathing softly.

Li Qinghe tiptoed expressionlessly, and when she was ready, a slender arm easily passed over her and took the bottle of red wine she had been longing for.

Li Qinghe pursed her lips, a little unhappy. But she didn't say anything, sat back on the sofa, and began to study the script attentively.

Seeing her reading the script obediently, Jiang Jingxing felt so soft in his heart that he wished all the good things in the world could be sent to Li Qinghe.

"Drink it." Jiang Jingxing handed her the red wine, "Don't be greedy."

Li Qinghe has always been moderate. Even if she likes drinking, she will not drink too much. Health is important. It is not worth hurting your body for a moment of pleasure.

The atmosphere was unexpectedly harmonious. Jiang Jingxing placed his laptop on the coffee table, while she nestled on the sofa, enjoying reading the script.

Secretary Liu, who came to report on the work, saw this harmonious scene and couldn't help but take a picture of it with his mobile phone.

At noon, Secretary Liu was still discussing something with Jiang Jingxing. It seemed to be about business in the United States. Li Qinghe only heard a few words and lost interest. She concentrated on cooking in the kitchen.

In less than half an hour, bursts of delicious aroma came from the kitchen.

Secretary Liu sniffed it subconsciously and his eyes lit up. It smelled so good!

Thanks to those short-sighted people in the entertainment industry who think Miss Li is a vase. Let me ask you, which vase has good acting skills, a good temper, and can cook!