Chapter 398

Because Jiang Shichen already has someone he likes, and he is also tempted.

As for Bai Xue, she had no choice but to stand to the side.

It wasn't that he hated Liang Xiaoxiao, but he just wanted to see if she cared about Jiang Shichen, who knew that the person involved was right behind him.

"Su Qianyang, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately. Shut your mouth and accumulate some virtue." Bai Xue waited for him angrily, with flames in her eyes, wishing to burn him to ashes.

The corner of Su Qianyang's mouth twitched into a slight smile, and he said heartily: "Since we are bored with seeing each other, I'll leave first and don't bother you."

After he finished speaking, he turned around, patted the dust off his clothes, and walked outside.

Bai Xue looked at Su Qianyang's back angrily, restraining the anger in her heart, and almost swearing.

Su Qianyang got into the car and glanced up at Bai Xue's residence. He didn't want to step into this place at all right now.

Liang Xiaoxiao was brought to his villa by Jiang Shichen, she angrily shook off his hand: "Jiang Shichen, you are sick."

She looked at the pinched red wrist with distress, didn't he know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?

Tears welled up from the corners of her eyes in pain.

Jiang Shichen looked at Liang Xiaoxiao with his deep eyes, followed her gaze, distress flashed in his eyes, he frowned, and said coldly, "Don't move."

After he finished speaking, he quickly walked towards the door, leaving Liang Xiaoxiao alone in the room.

Liang Xiaoxiao looked at the layout of the room, black and white, without any extra colors, it looked dull and depressing, which made her feel very bad.

She walked to the balcony, opened the curtains, and saw a field of crabapple flowers in her eyes. Her eyes were full of inconceivable, so beautiful...

"Who told you to open the curtains." A cold voice sounded from behind Liang Xiaoxiao, and he looked at her back indifferently.

He walked slowly behind Liang Xiaoxiao, glanced at the crabapple flowers all over the ground, and then moved his eyes, with a flash of loneliness in his eyes.

Liang Xiaoxiao pouted displeasedly: "Don't you think it's pretty?"

"Does this have something to do with you?" Jiang Shichen raised his head and his deep eyes met Liang Xiaoxiao's flustered eyes, then he lowered his head and focused on the movements of his hands.

hiss--

Liang Xiaoxiao gasped, she looked at her wrist, his generous warm hand wrapped her slender wrist, poured medicinal wine and rubbed it gently.

The kneading was just right and very comfortable. She squinted her eyes slightly, enjoying it very much.

"Jiang Shichen, you are quite familiar with your technique." Liang Xiaoxiao said heartily, with a smile flowing between her brows.

Jiang Shichen glanced at her coldly: "There's so much nonsense."

She stuck out her tongue playfully. What she said was telling the truth, but he couldn't see that he still had this talent.

"When I was young, I often fell down. Grandma didn't allow me to help me, but let me get up and give myself medicine." Jiang Shichen said with a deadpan expression, as if he was talking about someone else's business.

Liang Xiaoxiao looked at Jiang Shichen in astonishment, that's why he was so familiar with this technique?

But why did he tell her so much? She must be thinking too much. She shook her head quickly to get rid of the random thoughts in her mind.

"I don't care what you tell me so much about." Liang Xiaoxiao said heartlessly, not seeing Jiang Shichen's gloomy face at all.

Jiang Shichen looked at her wrist, which was no longer as red and swollen as before. He let go of his hand, packed the medicine box, and said in a cold voice: "The mouth grows on me, so I will say it naturally if I want to say it."

"Jiang Shichen, have you noticed that you are actually a very rascal? I even wonder if you have changed." Liang Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes angrily. Is the person in front of her really Jiang Shichen?

Why did she have an illusion that the person in front of her was not him.

Jiang Shichen stood up suddenly, leaned close to her eyes, less than a foot away, and could feel the heat sprayed by each other.

"Would you like to try, am I Jiang Shichen?" He raised his eyebrows coldly, with a wicked smile on his lips.

He doesn't know what's wrong with him? Unable to control my heart, I wanted to share these embarrassing things with her, regardless of her reaction.

Maybe she occupies a very important position in his heart, otherwise she would not be allowed to talk to him like this.

Liang Xiaoxiao swallowed hard, and said hesitantly: "Whoever wants to try, stay away from me."

She reached out and pushed his body, but he was like a rock, motionless.

"You stay in this room, don't move the things in the room." Jiang Shichen gave Liang Xiaoxiao a warning look, turned around and left gracefully.

With a bang sound, Liang Xiaoxiao was cut off from her sight, she tiptoed to the balcony, who would listen to him, and obediently stayed in the room.

She looked at the crabapple flowers all over the place with blurred eyes. The wind blew gently, and the crabapple flowers swayed and danced in the wind, bringing a burst of fragrance, which penetrated into Liang Xiaoxiao's nostrils.

She walked around the room, looking at the simple furnishings, the corners of her mouth twitched, it was so dull.

She took a book casually, and sat lazily on the sofa to read it. This book is still brand new. Has Jiang Shichen never flipped through it when he bought it?

"Do you understand financial economics?" Jiang Shichen pushed the room away, glanced at the book in her hand from the corner of his eye, and asked calmly.

Liang Xiaoxiao was like a thief caught, she closed the book embarrassingly: "I don't understand, can't I learn it?"

She straightened her chest and looked at Jiang Shichen calmly.

Jiang Shichen frowned, walked into her side without haste, took out the book in her hand, said calmly, and went down to eat.

"What? Eat?" Did she hear correctly? She looked up at the clock on the wall, and it was already noon.

Jiang Shichen said displeasedly, "Could it be that you're not hungry?"

"No, Jiang Shichen, how long have you been out now, and you brought food back so soon?" Her eyes were full of puzzlement, she didn't see the restaurant all the way here, even if he went out, it wouldn't be so fast.

Jiang Shichen's face became more and more gloomy, and he said in a cold voice, "Just say, do you want to eat?"

He didn't want to explain too much to Liang Xiaoxiao, who knew that in the next second, another shocking sentence burst out of her mouth.

Liang Xiaoxiao touched her empty stomach, and stood up calmly: "Of course I have to eat, I won't treat my stomach badly."

She walked out of the room with graceful steps, and there was a fiery gaze staring at her from behind, which scared her so much that she almost wanted to run away.

Liang Xiaoxiao walked to the restaurant and was shocked by the scene in front of her. Sweet and sour pork ribs, squirrel mandarin fish, tomato egg soup, she looked around, but saw a wall of meat standing in front of her.

"Who are you looking for?" Jiang Shichen raised his eyebrows and said coldly.

Liang Xiaoxiao pushed Jiang Shichen away, and said anxiously, "I'm looking for a chef. The chef must be a great dish with all kinds of flavors and flavors."

She still wants to find it, and ask the chef to hand over her cooking skills. Although the chances are slim, she can still try.

Helplessness flashed across Jiang Shichen's eyes, and he chuckled, "Is that why you want to find him?"

"Of course, I still want to worship him as my teacher." Liang Xiaoxiao slipped her tongue for a moment, and when she realized it, Jiang Shichen looked at her with inquiring eyes.

Liang Xiaoxiao concealed the embarrassment on her face, wishing she could find a hole in the ground to get in, her performance was too obvious.

She pretended to be calm and said: "I just think that his cooking skills must be very good..."

She was sloppy and fanned the wind with her hands, as if this could dispel her embarrassment.

Jiang Shichen said coldly, "The chef you want will stand in front of you."

Liang Xiaoxiao poked her ears, did she really hear correctly?

He is a chef? How is this possible, she laughed presumptuously, she couldn't believe that this table was made by him.

until--

She smiled for a long time, and when she glanced at his face from the corner of her eye again, she saw his serious face, she instantly sensed something was wrong, the corners of her eyes twitched, she pointed at the table dishes, and said in disbelief: "You really did it!" of?"

"Is there another person who did it?" Jiang Shichen raised his eyebrows irrefutably, and said coldly.

Liang Xiaoxiao's reaction made him feel quite interesting, at least in normal times, it was difficult to see her unique side, like now.

Her mouth was wide open, and she was stunned for a second. When she realized it, she still found it hard to believe that this was what he did.

"Can I eat it?"

...

The air seemed to freeze, Liang Xiaoxiao didn't even dare to vent her breath, watching Jiang Shichen gradually become serious.

He calmly walked to the dining table, scooped up a bowl of rice, and ate with vegetables gracefully, regardless of her standing still.

She watched him eat the rice in the bowl gracefully, which stimulated her taste buds. She swallowed, rushed to the dining table, scooped up a bowl of rice by herself, and started to eat.

It is impossible for her to starve her stomach, even if it is unpalatable, she accepts it.

"This is... so delicious!" Liang Xiaoxiao swallowed the rice in her mouth, and said in disbelief, did Jiang Shichen really make this?

At this moment, she expressed deep doubts. He had already shocked her with his familiar techniques before, and now he is cooking again. How many secrets does he have?

Liang Xiaoxiao lowered her head and looked at the soup in front of her, a calm voice came from above her head: "Don't choke."

Why did she have the illusion that he cared about her?

It must be her illusion, she kept comforting herself.

"Jiang Shichen, you actually don't look as cold as outsiders say, you are quite human." Liang Xiaoxiao said with a smile, at least at this moment she didn't hate him as much as before.

Jiang Shichen put down the bowl and chopsticks, elegantly wiped the oil stains on the corners of his lips, and said in a cold voice, "I don't mind letting you know me better."

cough cough! Liang Xiaoxiao choked on the rice all at once, she looked at Jiang Shichen with depressed eyes, can he not talk, once he talks, nothing good will happen to her.

Fortunately, she had a good impression of him before, but in the end, she immediately changed 180 degrees.

Liang Xiaoxiao calmed down, and said in a cold voice: "Jiang Shichen, I suggest you shut up."

Jiang Shichen nodded, staring at Liang Xiaoxiao with smiling eyes.

Liang Xiaoxiao ate the rice in the bowl extremely uncomfortably, and said bitterly: "Jiang Shichen, you are here to trick me."

Inexplicably, she was taken home by him, and she took lotion and ate. She always felt that things were not that simple.

She simply put down the bowl and chopsticks, and looked at Jiang Shichen leisurely: "Tell me, what's the matter with bringing me here."

"Eat first!" Jiang Shichen said in a cold voice, looking at her slapped face, he frowned, wishing he could raise her white and fat in the next second.

Liang Xiaoxiao looked at the food in front of her longingly. Although it was delicious, she shook her head resolutely when she thought about his affairs: "You tell me first, I always feel that there is nothing good about it."

As the saying goes, she can't take advantage of others, she doesn't think she owes him anything, it's better to put everything on the face.

Jiang Shichen frowned tightly, almost into the word Chuan, and said in a cold voice, "You finish eating these, and I'll tell you when you're done."

Liang Xiaoxiao stared at Jiang Shichen resentfully, seeing his calm face, she knew that what he said was true, but there was still so much, could she finish it?

"Eat half." Jiang Shichen seemed to see Liang Xiaoxiao's embarrassment, and said calmly.

Liang Xiaoxiao glanced at Jiang Shichen depressedly, it was as if he didn't say anything, there was no difference at all.

She pushed away the table and chairs and walked to the side of the sofa. She was full, and her stomach would burst if she ate any more.

"Why don't you eat it?" Jiang Shichen asked in confusion. Could it be that his cooking was not tasty and his cooking skills have declined?