Struggling to get up from the bed, Tang Jinshe was confused and walked towards the bedroom door with doubts.

Open the door to meet her, but it's not a cold darkness.

It's the brightly lit living room.

Accompanied by the smell of dishes from the kitchen, Tang Jinshe had a full step, with a strong color of surprise

Did Aunt Liu come to cook for her again?

In this way, Tang Jinshe quickened his pace and wanted to confirm whether Liu Fang was really busy in the kitchen.

But when she came to the kitchen door, she could see the back facing her, and was bending down to cut something on the chopping board. When she was upright and handsome, she had a bright eyes.

A thousand thoughts surged in her mind, and her eyes were slightly wet.

She said, how can Aunt Liu come here to cook for her when she has time

It turns out that someone else is waiting in the kitchen.

Out of the window, the night is dark, the cold wind is howling, and there is no sunshine in the day. The warmth is surging.

"Or shall I help you?"

After standing alone and staring at the back of the meeting man, Tang Jinshe collected all the emotions under his eyes, stepped into the kitchen with the smell of lampblack without hesitation, offered to help, then extended his right hand to the vegetables still soaked in the basin, and wanted to wash them manually.

But before her hand touched the basin, she was suddenly seized by the big palm that sprang out from the side!

"When I wake up, I'll sit outside. I don't need a disabled person to help me."

The man's tone is very cold, showing a bit of inhumanity.

Even at first glance, there is a hint of satire!

But the care hidden under the cold surface is unknown.

Tang Jinshe: "..."

Disabled people?

She just hurt one hand, but she will not recover forever. How can she become disabled?

Quite resentful in the heart not angry after a few words, Tang Jinshe is out of the kitchen, did not continue to mix.

Bored, Tang Jinse simply sat at the end of the table, then propped up his head with his right hand, just to see the busy figure of the man in the kitchen.

If this is seen by others

The president of Shengshi group, a noble man who doesn't eat fireworks, even has to wash his hands to make soup for her, doesn't he want to surprise everyone's eyes?

But

It has to be said that the man's back is really beautiful.

Narrow waist and wide shoulder, strong thin and shapeless, tall and tall, you can distinguish its unique temperament just by looking at a back!

Looking at it, Tang Jinshe could not help but dye the color of the mysterious in his free eyes.

I'm afraid that when she fell asleep on the sofa in the afternoon, Fu Jinyan also carried her from the sofa into the bedroom, right?

After all, she and Fu Jinyan are the only two people in this house at present.

In a quarter of an hour.

Tang Jinshe looked at the dishes on the table that were not inferior to that at noon, and did not hide his surprise.

"Here You did it all? "

Asked Tang, unsure.

I always feel in a floating mood. I don 't believe that the table in front of me can be sold in the hotel. It will appear here and now in the hands of a person who is totally different from its style.

"When did you learn to cook these dishes?"

"Why, don't you believe I did it?"

Fu Jinyan, with a slight eyebrow, did not answer the rhetorical questions.

"Tang Jinshe, I'm not like you. It will take several years to improve your cooking skills. For me, cooking is just a simple matter of ticking your fingers. Do you need to make a fuss?"