After Song Mingzhao's death, Shen Zhiyi insisted on cooking for Jiang Jinwang.
"I'll do all these things."
Jiang Jinwang hugged her lovingly.
"Xiaoyi, go and have a rest."
She must have been exhausted from taking care of him all this time.
"How can that be?" Shen Zhiyi took the apron and put it on. "I'm fine, how can I let you, a sick person, serve me?"
"Besides..." She raised her face and looked at him with a smile, "I've spent a long time learning how to cook these dishes. If you don't try my cooking, then all my learning would be in vain."
"Hurry up," she turned, "help me tie my apron."
Jiang Jin looked at the Microsoft in his heart.
He lowered his eyes, helped her pull up the apron strings, and tied a bow at the back of her waist.
"Did you learn it especially for me?"
He murmured.
“Yeah.” Shen Zhiyi had just finished speaking when his waist suddenly felt heavy.
His broad and warm chest pressed against her from behind, holding her whole body in his arms.
Jiang Jinwang rested his chin on her shoulder, said nothing for a while, then suddenly turned his head and kissed her earlobe.
"Xiao Yi..." He sighed, "How can I be so worthy of this?"
Shen Zhiyi smiled and avoided his lips, "Jiang Jinwang, it's itchy."
"How can I cook if you're like this?"
"Just do it." Jiang Jinwang hugged her even tighter. "From now on, I'll stick with you wherever you go."
Shen Zhiyi laughed.
I had no choice but to let him go.
She prepared food at the island, then went to the stove to get a pot.
The person behind her seemed to be attached to her, turning around and following her footsteps.
But that hand is still not honest.
Slowly move up along her waistline and gently stroke it.
Those slender finger bones even lifted the hem of her clothes a little, reached in, and lingered in circles around her belly button.
Shen Zhiyi’s hands trembled as she washed the vegetables.
"Jiang Jinwang..." She leaned into his arms and twisted her body, causing the water droplets on the vegetable leaves to fall into the sink. "If you make trouble again, you won't have any food tonight."
Jiang Jinwang bit the back of her neck and his breathing became heavier.
"Then eat... you, okay?"
The hot breath climbed up the pores on the side of her neck, dyeing her skin red along the way.
The tips of Shen Zhiyi's ears turned red, and she nudged him gently with her elbow.
"Be serious..."
"Even if you're not hungry, I am."
"Oh... Xiaoyi is hungry." Jiang Jinwang misinterpreted her words maliciously and placed his big hand on her lower abdomen. "Are you hungry here?"
Shen Zhiyi: …
Her cheeks flushed and she stepped on his foot in embarrassment.
"Go lie down on the sofa."
"I'll call you when I'm done."
Jiang Jinwang not only did not move, but instead leaned closer to her.
"No."
He held her arms close to both sides and picked up the oar. "It's too dangerous. Let me help you cut the vegetables."
He was tall, and when he stood up, he could hold her whole body in his arms without it affecting his work at all.
The pair of hands that had been used to operating instruments for years began to cut vegetables freely under her nose.
Shen Zhiyi: …
Who cooks?
"I'll do it..."
"Don't move." Jiang Jinwang shoveled the chopped vegetables onto the plate beside him. "You'll block my view and cut my hands."
Shen Zhiyi really didn't dare to move.
"How about this?" He picked up a bell pepper and waved it in front of her. "Cut it into pieces or mince it?"
“Cut into pieces…” As soon as Shen Zhiyi finished speaking, the bell pepper was cut in half by the sharp blade.
She stared blankly at the dishes in front of her, which were transformed into prepared plates at an extremely fast speed.
I felt helpless and funny.
After all the dishes were prepared, he held out his hand and asked her to help him wash them.
Shen Zhiyi obediently helped him rinse, lathering each finger and rubbing it.
Jiang Jin looked at him for a long time without saying anything.
Shen Zhiyi couldn't see his expression, so she asked while washing: "Why aren't you talking?"
A kiss suddenly fell on the head.
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