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Chapter 1100 Gu Nanjue felt that she was too docile at this time

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    He walked into the kitchen and found several plates of untouched dishes on the dining table.

    As soon as I thought about it, I walked over, picked up a pair of chopsticks placed on the dining table and picked up a piece of shredded potatoes.

    It¡¯s over-fried, there¡¯s too much vinegar, the saltiness is okay, and the taste is just barely there, but compared to my fucking cooking skills, it¡¯s pretty good.

    He pulled out the chair and was about to sit down when a woman's voice came from behind him, "It's cold, don't eat."

    Gu Nanjue turned his head slightly and looked at the woman who had walked over.

    He remembered that it was already past ten o'clock in the evening when she left with Xiao Yan from Charming Color.

    Since the dish was so cold, she probably came back with Xiao Yan not long after they stayed outside.

    He didn¡¯t ask her when she cooked the dishes on the table. He just gave a faint hum, stood up, found a water glass and got himself a cup of hot water.

    After drinking a glass of water, I felt that my body was a little warmer, and then I looked at the woman: "If you don't want to eat a table of dishes, why are you cooking them?"

    Sheng Qianqian did not answer his words. She was tired of coping and her face was quite calm. "Should you go alone, or should I call the property management company or call the police to kidnap you?"

    As if he didn¡¯t hear her words, the man pointed at the dishes on the table, ¡°Heat the dishes up and I¡¯ll eat them later.¡±

    Sheng Qianqian's eyes widened in disbelief, and she sneered after a long time, "Gu Nanjue, are you mentally ill? Are you sure you can control me?"

    Gu Nanjue thought about this issue very seriously and felt that the feasibility of commanding a woman was almost zero, so he simply did it himself.

    He meticulously started to light a fire on the stove, turned on the range hood, rolled up his cuffs under her nose to reveal a strong arm, and then started to heat the food in an orderly manner.

    ???????????????????? He heated up every dish.

    Not only did he make every dish hot, he also asked her for the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, and processed every dish.

    Soon the aroma of food wafts out of the kitchen, which is rich and warm, making those who smell it feel hungry and can't wait to take a few hot bites.

    Sheng Qianqian's dark and clear eyes moved, and she pointed at the pressure cooker, "I stewed the chicken soup, but it doesn't taste good, it's fishy."

    Gu Nanjue put the last plate of emerald shrimps in the pot on the plate, and said to her, "Take it over and let me stew the soup again."

    Sheng Qianqian looked stunned for a moment, then took the plate and placed it on the dining table.

    She cooked a total of six dishes, a combination of meat and vegetables. Even though the man warmed them up again, they still looked good after he processed them.

    What¡¯s more, she didn¡¯t eat anything at night. Now smelling the long-lost aroma of vegetables, she felt very hungry.

    She held up her chopsticks, picked up a piece of green vegetables, chewed slowly, swallowed slowly, and then her heart slowly twisted.

    She took a bite, and the man put the rice in her hand and sat down opposite her.

    The dining table is a small square, so even if there is a distance between the table, Gu Nanjue can still reach her.

    He gave her a piece of shrimp and said in a slow and gentle voice: "Last time we had dinner together, I remembered that you liked this."

    Sheng Qianqian picked up the shrimp and put it in her mouth, finished it slowly, raised her head and looked into the man's dark eyes, and said lightly: "Everything on this table is what I like to eat."

    Gu Nanjue felt that she was too docile at this time, which was very different from her previous sarcastic and cold attitude. Even because of her gentle temperament, he felt that her mood seemed to be very low at this time.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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