These are all Wang Cuilan’s favorite dishes!
Handing her the bowl and chopsticks, Xie Zheng said, "Try it, how does it taste?"
Wang Cuilan first ate a piece of her favorite sea fish, and then was stunned. This was Xie Zheng's cooking.
It tastes exactly the same as what Wang Cuilan had eaten in her previous life.
Seeing Wang Cuilan stunned, Xie Zheng said, "Why, it tastes okay, right? This is a skill I learned after studying with others for a long time while abroad."
"Don't you like eating sea fish? I've had people keep an eye on you for a long time, but fresh sea fish is hard to come by, and the kind you love is even rarer. Today I'm letting you taste my cooking skills."
Looking at Wang Cuilan expectantly: "How is it, is my cooking skill okay?"
The man's eyes were clear, and he looked at Wang Cuilan with eager eyes. She looked so well-behaved, just like a puppy waiting for praise from its owner.
But Wang Cuilan, who knew Xie Zheng very well, knew that the man in front of her was not a good dog who did whatever his master said, but a ferocious wolf.
.It has sharp claws and teeth, and is always ready to kill its prey.
Wang Cuilan was not fooled by the man's appearance, but there was no need for her to lie, so she nodded and said, "Not bad!"
Xie Zheng was about to pick up some food for Wang Cuilan after hearing this. "If it tastes good, eat more. I remember you like this."
"Thank you, but no thanks!"
The moment Xie Zheng put the food into her bowl, Wang Cuilan avoided it and said, "I can do it myself."
Xie Zheng: “…”
His face froze, Xie Zheng put down his chopsticks and said to Wang Cuilan: "Cuilan, I was wrong about what happened last night. I shouldn't have..."
Wang Cuilan didn't want to spoil the mood for dinner, so she interrupted, "Let's talk about what happened last night later. Let's eat first."
Xie Zheng glanced at her and replied, "Okay."
After dinner, Xie Zheng cleaned up the dishes. Wang Cuilan went to the bedroom to get some food and then waited for him in the living room.
It's June now, and it's the season for beautiful girls to wear skirts.
Wang Cuilan wore a blue and white floral dress today. The material was satin. As she walked, her skirt swayed in the wind, and she looked graceful.
Because she was in a hurry this morning, she casually tied her hair into a bun with her hands. Two strands of hair hung down on her temples. With her cheeks flushed due to the hot weather, she looked charming and elegant.
This was the scene Xie Zheng saw when he came back from washing the dishes. A woman in a blue and white dress was sitting at one end of the sofa chair. Her back was straight, and she was looking down at something in her hand.
Perhaps she saw something she was not happy with, her rosy lips were tightly pursed, her brows were furrowed, and she seemed to be in a dilemma.
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