Such a skillful sound of cutting vegetables...

In this room, she and Guan Jinfeng were the only ones. When Ji Liuyan's first reaction was to think that it was Guan Jinfeng cutting vegetables in the kitchen, he was surprised.

By the way, she opened the door and walked out.

When I arrived at the kitchen, I saw Guan Jinfeng's tall body standing beside the stove, holding a kitchen knife in his hand, bent over and slicing the potatoes.

Judging from his actions and degree of cutting vegetables, Ji Liuyan has to admit that the man who used to refer to a man who was not touched by spring water now seems to have become a master of cooking skills.

Inexplicably, she suddenly looked forward to it.

She was shocked by her thoughts. What are she still looking forward to?

They have nothing to do with each other.

They can never go back to the past.

Ji Liuyan forced herself to take her eyes off Guan Jinfeng, turned her face away, and planned to walk away.

But he was stopped by the man in the kitchen.

"Do you have dried chili and peppercorns at home?"

"Ah?" Ji Liuyan didn't react for a moment, but just opened her eyes wide and looked at him.

Guan Jinfeng put down the kitchen knife in his hand, raised his eyebrows, and a pleasant smile appeared in his black eyes: "I was scared by my sword skills?"

Ji Liuyan opened her face awkwardly, stretched out her index finger and pointed at a corner of the cabinet.

“All the condiments are there.”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

A suspicious blush crawled onto her ears.

Guan Jinfeng looked at someone who was slightly embarrassed and couldn't help but curl his lips.

He brows moved, squatted down with an appointing manner, opened the cabinet, and took out the things.

I don’t know if I help him, he actually…isn’t very good at cooking.

A strong sense of powerlessness arose. He took out his cell phone from his pocket, found a certain cooking video with ease, and started cooking according to it.

Ji Liuyan returned to the living room in a little embarrassed manner and simply lie on the sand, with her hands attached to her ears.

It's hot, it must be very red.

Ji Liuyan pinched his ears again. He was so big, why did he still have red ears at any time?

At this moment, a sound of oil pouring into the pan had already been heard in the kitchen.

Ji Liuyan subconsciously looked at the kitchen, and looked like a thief, and quickly withdrew her gaze.

She nestled on the sand and turned on the TV to divert her attention.

The TV was loud, but her heart was still uneasy.

What I was thinking about was the man in the kitchen.

Soon, Guan Jinfeng cooked two dishes and was making soup now.

He walked out of the kitchen in her pink apron, stepped apart with his long legs.

Just now, Ji Liuyan was just considering appreciating his sword skills and did not look carefully.

He only appeared now, surrounding his apron.

There is also a cartoon character on it.

The picture was a bit out of place, and she suddenly wanted to laugh a little.

Ji Liuyan was afraid that she would not be able to hold it in, so she coughed, turned her face away and didn't look at him.

Guan Jinfeng walked to the sand and said softly: "Prepare to have a meal."

Ji Liuyan pursed his lips: "Actually there is no need for you to do this, I can..."

"I'm afraid of starving my son."

Guan Jinfeng interrupted her lightly, and then went into the kitchen to get the dishes and chopsticks.

Ji Liuyan stared at his back, feeling mixed feelings.

In his heart, the most important thing is that in his belly is right?

Ji Liuyan's face was a little bad, but she still sat obediently at the dining table.

Guan Jinfeng brought the fried dishes up.

Two home-cooked dishes, plus one pig's trotter soup.

Ji Liuyan looked at the dishes on the table. Before she could move her chopsticks, she felt a churn in her stomach.
Chapter completed!