Because she didn't wash the vegetables, she lazily pulled out the kitchen knife that was placed beside her, and then gestured twice to the ribs on the cutting board, looking very serious.
"Don't touch the knife, cut your hands carefully." Washing the vegetables quickly, Han Jinyan looked at Nanjiu standing in front of the ribs with a serious expression just after washing, as if wondering where to start, he couldn't help but slightly hooked The corner of the lower lip was pressed, but it was pressed down in the next second, and it returned to its usual appearance of rejecting people thousands of miles away.
"You go out, I'll come." The man in the snow-white shirt came over and slowly picked up the kitchen knife in Nan Jiu's hand.
Nan Jiu felt that Han Jinyan was too boring.
She turned sideways, leaned lazily aside, looked at the tall figure standing in front of the cutting board, and suddenly sneered, her peach eyes were slightly raised, and the end of her eyes revealed a bit of cold beauty, as if piercing her hands. the rose,
"Mr. Han can also cook." She lowered her eyes casually, "I thought a young master like Mr. Han would never touch his fingers."
Han Jinyan paused, and even the hand that was holding on to the kitchen knife stopped. When he was distracted, the blade accidentally cut his fingertips, and small red marks could be seen faintly, and then blood dripped slowly.
"Nanjiu, can you speak without thorns?" His eyes were as dark as mist, and his tone was deep, as if he was a little annoyed.
"You can leave if you don't like to hear it." Nan Jiu tilted his head, smiling brightly like a flower, with two deep dimples: "I won't keep you."
Han Jinyan turned his eyes expressionlessly, and those cold black eyes fell on the woman.
Nanjiu was born beautiful since she was a child, Han Jinyan knew it,
Those peach blossom eyes are slightly slanted, like old wine, which can make people drunk, extremely beautiful and bewitching, but also evil and cold, at first glance, it is a rebellious and deviant master.
And at this moment,
She seemed to ruthlessly pierce the thorns all over his body on him.
Facing the man's eyes that were as deep as the sea, Nan Jiu did not move, and greeted him without hesitation, and the smile on the red lips became more and more intense.
After two seconds,
It was Han Jinyan who looked away first and didn't say anything.
Nan Jiu snorted lightly, and she watched Han Jinyan's movements absently.
A young and tall man, wearing a snow-white shirt and a long black windbreaker casually draped over his body, unbuttoned
At this moment, the hand with slender joints, delicate and beautiful lines, like a work of art, is clinging to the knife, cutting the ribs quickly, only afterimages can be seen, like a picture of an art exhibition.
Nan Jiu watched that scene for a long time before pulling the corner of his lower lip lightly.
Really know how to do it.
After everything is done,
Almost an hour has passed.
It's time for lunch.
Nanjiu woke up Grandma Chen, and took out three bowls and chopsticks from the kitchen.
Mouth-watering dishes are placed on the round wooden dining table, and they are steaming upwards, which looks very appetizing.
Grandma Chen looked very energetic at the moment, with a kind smile in her eyes, sitting at the dining table watching the sumptuous lunch, "Jijiu, Jin Yan, did you make this?"
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Nan Jiu just wanted to speak, but the man sitting next to him hummed in a low voice.
Nan Jiu paused slightly, and looked sideways.
Han Jinyan looked calm and composed, his profile was as dignified as before, he held the chopsticks in one hand, as calm as ever, as if he just answered casually.
"It's really well done." Grandma Chen took a bite of the food and sighed, "I was the one who took care of you two little ones at the beginning, but I didn't expect that you would grow up to be so big in a blink of an eye, and you would all grow up too." (Note Website website: www.hlnovel.com