Chapter 210

An Rui Xin rubbed back a step, light cough a way: "where only we two, this does not have single elder sister to still have those staff?"

Ji Chengze and how can not think of this, did not care: "let them install a few cameras in the kitchen on the line."

An Ruixin: "is this going to leave the camera behind and drive people out?

An Ruixin took a deep breath, or compromise: "then hurry to the kitchen, or they may not come back for lunch."

Ji Chengze stares at an Ruixin's reddened ears, and the curve of his lips becomes loose.

In order to cover up the rising temperature on her face, she rushed into the kitchen as fast as she could.

The utensils in the kitchen are bright and clean, and several cooks who used to be busy in the kitchen have disappeared. It is obvious that Ji Chengze has made arrangements for them.

It seems that I'm afraid I'm not just going to stew today.

An Ruixin is helpless, suddenly hear behind a burst of footwork sound, a turn of head will see Ji Chengze followed himself into the kitchen, can't help a Leng.

"How did you come in? The kitchen is full of fumes. Get out of here. " Ji Chengze's cleaning addict, an Ruixin, always remembers that naturally, he knows that the kitchen is an unbearable forbidden area for him, but now

"I'll help."

"You can help..." an Ruixin just wanted to say what you can help, but he thought that Ji Chengze cooked for himself last time, and all his words turned into a sigh.

Glancing into the kitchen, he took a new apron hanging on the side and said with a smile, "then you can help me tie my apron."

Ji Chengze's eyes twinkle slightly. He takes the apron and stands in front of an Ruixin to help her put it on bit by bit.

Holding the bag on her apron, she slowly went around her waist, tied a bow on her back, and asked in a low voice: "is it too tight?"

Ji Chengze's breath just sprayed on the tip of an Ruixin's ear, itching, which made her feel a special shame.

"No... no, it can be a little tighter."

Jichengze smell speech will hand on the belt a little tight some: "so?"

An Ruixin's face was red enough to bleed. She bowed her head and said, "well, that's OK."

On the other hand, he finally woke up from the shock at the beginning. Shan Muyu and the staff who went to Ji's kitchen just walked to the door and saw this scene. They wanted to poke their eyes on the spot.

Not narrow kitchen, two people stand face to face, the man's hand around the waist of the person in front of him will be the whole ring, like a girl in his arms.

Especially when the man's head is slightly lowered, the sharp sword eyes seem to contain a vast ocean at the moment, and the sea is full of the reflection of the face of the person in his arms, together with the always cold side face, all of which set off a kind of tenderness.

And the person in his arms also slightly lowered his head, his face slightly red, a shy and sweet appearance.

All the staff and Shan Muyu: "what rhythm is this?

An Ruixin quickly found the sight of the people outside the door, hurriedly broke away from Ji Chengze's arms, a face of embarrassment, said: "well, the apron is tied, we can start cooking."

An apron? Oh, it's an apron!

No, who can tell them why they can make so many pink bubbles just by wearing an apron?!