Chapter 97

Millet porridge is thick and fragrant with lilies. At the moment of entrance, Jian Zechuan feels that his taste buds are like flowers blown open by the spring breeze, blooming slowly, flowing down his throat and into his tail, ironing his stomach a little bit.

This is his first meal in many years. How long has it been since he ate millet porridge? He can't remember.

Xin AI carefully observed Jian Zechuan's expression, and saw that he didn't repel him, and didn't show a bad look. She tentatively asked: "that How about another bite? "

One makes two, two makes three.

With Xin AI's hand, Jian Zechuan drank the bowl of millet porridge.

Xin AI Daxi, a picky person like Jian Zechuan, must think her food is delicious after drinking it.

Xinai sighed in her heart that she would like to thank her father for leaving her a recipe. At least she has a skill that can leave a man behind.

If you can drink a bowl of porridge, you can eat other things. If you eat other things, you will eat more of the rice she cooked.

Xinai's face was full of joy, her eyes were bright, as if a star had fallen in. She asked: "Third Master, do you want to eat a steamed bun, just out of the pot?"

"Good."

Jian Zechuan was shaken by Xin aixiao. Unexpectedly, he took care and agreed.

Fearing that he would return, she turned around and went to the bun. As a result, she forgot to step on the stool and fell down from the chair. She was so scared that she let out a scream. At that time, she had an idea in her mind: it's over. It's not easy to get Jian Zechuan to agree to have breakfast, and she would be destroyed by the fall.

But Xinai didn't expect that the originally expected pain didn't come, and her body firmly fell into jianzechuan's arms.

After the panic, she realized that she was safe. Xinai looked at Jian Zechuan gratefully and adoringly: "thank you, Third Master. You are so powerful."

At the moment when she fell, jianzechuan's reaction was quick, and he fished her into his arms.

Jianzechuan face ugly: "brain?"

He swept the bowl in Xin Ai Li's arms and frowned. When he fell down, he even had the heart to protect the bowl.

Xin AI said with a smile: "confused by the beauty of the third master, my brain ran away from home."

Jianzechuan sneers and releases Xinai.

Xinai quickly pulled up a chair. "Third Master, sit down and try my steamed buns. It's the secret recipe left by my father. It's much better than the steamed buns sold outside. I'm sure you'll miss them all your life after eating them."

Jianzechuan disdains. He is always picky when eating. There are not many things that can make him feel comfortable.

But when he took the first bite, he had to admit that Xinai did a good job.

As she said, the taste really made him study all his life.

Xinai today, however, has played a 10% level. She is more attentive than before in cooking. She holds her face and looks eagerly at Jian Zechuan: "Third Master, is it delicious?"

Jian Zechuan nodded faintly: "it's OK."

Xin AI is shriveled, shriveled, cut, obviously like to eat, this eat two or three, or four?

Xinai gives jianzechuan a bowl of millet porridge, pushes it to him, and brings the pickled radish. She doesn't speak this time.

Then, as he watched, Jian ate another steamed bun and took up the porridge.

Xin AI pursed her lips and smile, looking at Jian Zechuan's eyes a little like a loving mother.

After a bowl of porridge is finished, half of the pickled radish in the small plate is also eaten.

Xin AI knew that Jian Zechuan had finished eating, and made a cup of honey water attentively.

Jian Zechuan didn't take the glass of water. He looked at her quietly and asked, "what do you want?"

Cynthia tilted her head: "I want to..."

She deliberately stopped for two seconds before she said with a smile, "I want you to Give me a hug

Jianzechuan asked again: "Xinai, I only ask you once, what do you want?"

He asked very seriously, that pair of narrow eyes fixed looking at her, dark bright eyes are still deep bottomless vortex, but different from usual, it is very calm, although not with feelings, but also not as cold as he used to.

Xinai's hand trembled as she held the water cup. The water in it swayed. She felt that Jian Zechuan's words were very directional. He Is this giving her a chance?

So, do you want to say it?

Xin AI's eyes dodged and did not look at Jian Zechuan's eyes again.

If she says, I want to find my sister, will you help me? Will he help her?

Opportunities and dangers are in sight.

Xinai is worried. She doesn't know how to choose. She can't believe jianzechuan.

Jian Zechuan didn't urge her. Time seemed to be at a standstill. Her heart was standing in front of him with a water cup in her hand. The liquid was shaking in the cup. Her hands were holding the water cup tightly. Her fingers were white.

Finally, Cynthia looked up and scratched her head with embarrassment: "well Well, I think the third master can try to Would you like me a little bit? "Xinai didn't dare to believe Jian Zechuan. She didn't trust Jian Zechuan on impulse. She couldn't play with this man. She didn't dare to take risks with her only relative.

Jianzechuan pulled the corner of his lips, and he was not surprised at Xinai's choice.

There was no trust between them from the beginning, and just as he didn't believe her, she never believed him.

What he asked just now was a piece of rubbish in itself.

Jianzechuan didn't say anything. She got up and left. Xinai quickly put down her glass and sent him out.

She stopped Jian Zechuan: "Third Master..."

He stopped and turned.

Cynthia came up to him, opened her arms to keep him, stood on tiptoe and gave him a kiss on the lip.

After kissing, she quickly let go. She stood in front of him and looked up at him like a child.

She scratched her head awkwardly: "I just want to say goodbye to you. Remember to have lunch at noon, and at night I'll wait for you to come back. Shall I cook for you? "

Jianzechuan reached out and pinched Xinai's chin, and carefully looked at her face: "what are you guilty of?"

His eyes sharp, see the heart of Xinai a Deng, quickly said: "I'm not guilty ah, can't you see, I'm just trying to please you?"

Jian Zechuan naturally doesn't believe it. She never flatters without any reason. All her flattery has a clear purpose.

"Why?"

Xinai frowned and her face was full of incomprehension: "do you need reasons to please your man?"

Jianzechuan laughed, the meaning of the smile, smile Xin AI heart back cool.

Suddenly, Xin AI's right hand was caught and fell into Jian Zechuan's arms. His body was covered with the cold smell of mint. It was the smell of bath milk she bought. It was a perfect match with his people.

Ear a hot, body a quiver, low alcohol voice into the ear: "I hope one day, you will not regret."

The next second, not to Xinai reaction time, jianzechuan will release her.

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