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After coming out of Ji's house, it was almost seven o'clock in the evening.
When the lanterns come on, the city is dotted with colorful lights, which is different from the majestic atmosphere during the day.
The night view is hazy and psychedelic.
Jin Feng ordered his men to send the collected evidence back to the police station first. He raised his sore neck and looked at the sky, and then he saw the dark blue and almost black twilight.
There was a hint of guilt on his cold face, and he opened his thin lips slightly and said: "Miss Xia, I'm really sorry for delaying you from get off work again. It's dinner time now, how about I treat you to a meal by the way? .¡±
Would you like to have dinner tonight?
It is a very routine thing for a man to invite a woman to dinner under the pretext of thanking her.
In order to prevent him from having any evil intentions, Fu Jueshen decided to be the flower protector.
He interrupted Jin Feng's suggestion without thinking, "No, the food outside is not clean, and it doesn't taste as good as the one you make yourself."
Hearing this, the two of them looked over one after another, making Fu Jueshen feel uncomfortable and he raised his eyebrows without any trace.
Xia Yuwan couldn't guarantee whether it was clean or not, but the taste would definitely be much better than what she made.
Because she only knows how to cook chicken soup with bamboo fungus.
But it¡¯s already here. It¡¯s obviously unrealistic to buy chicken now and come back to make soup.
Jin Feng is a good and upright boy, and he is not as crooked as Fu Gou. He really thought that Fu Jueshen was worried that the food outside was not clean, so he gave up the idea.
"What do you mean, Mr. Fu?"
"do it yourself!"
He said it categorically, as if he was finalizing a big deal.
*
Waterfront Jinhua, villa.
The kitchen, which was originally quite spacious, suddenly seemed a bit crowded because there were two tall men standing there.
Xia Yuwan put on a set of home casual clothes, a long white T-shirt that reached her thighs, paired with light gray wide-leg pants. Her long hair was pulled into a bun and wrapped around her head, with the little red cherry hair Tie with rope.
This kind of dress makes her look youthful and beautiful. After taking off the makeup, her small face full of collagen is like a hibiscus in clear water, naturally de-sculpted.
She seemed unaware of how attractive she was, so she picked up an apple, leaned against the door, and glanced over with curious eyes.
Click.
The red lips opened slightly and took a bite of the apple.
While chewing, he looked at the two big men in the kitchen, who weighed almost three hundred pounds in total, glaring at each other for a small apron.
Although Xia Yuwan doesn¡¯t usually cook much, she still has everything she needs in the kitchen.
This apron was given to her by Fang Xiaoxiao on Women¡¯s Day.
The base is pink, with a cute pattern of a lazy sheep eating marshmallows printed on it, giving it a girly and cute aesthetic.
At this moment, this lovely apron was being torn apart innocently by the two of them.
Jin Feng stood on the left, holding the tie of his apron with his big hands, a rare hint of anger on his cold and inhumane face.
He said in a deep voice: "According to Mr. Fu, the callus on your left hand is between the index finger and thumb, so you should be a person who usually holds a pen. He is wearing a limited-edition brand-name suit, and even the cufflinks are Playboy's top luxury, don't you think so? A man who knows how to cook."
Fu Jueshen stood on the right, holding the other side of the apron with clear joints and slender fingers, and his voice was surprisingly cold.
The coldness in his eyes was like the snow on the top of the snow-capped mountains, "From the perspective of our businessmen, there are only two eggs and one tomato in this kitchen. In order to maximize profits, we must optimize the allocation of resources." plan."
As he finished speaking, Jin Feng¡¯s eyes twitched slightly, his brows furrowed, and the wrinkles on his forehead formed into wavy shapes.
¡°His academic qualifications are not high. He entered the police academy directly from college and entered the army directly without graduating He doesn¡¯t know much about profit maximization and resource allocation.
??????????? Can Mr. Fu stop speaking in plain and easy-to-understand terms?
"so?"
Fu Jueshen knew that this rough man had "limited culture" and felt that he had absolute confidence in this aspect.
A gentle smile appeared on her thin lips, and she continued: "Of course, the resources must be given to the person with the most ability to allocate them, such as me!"
"No! I want to use this egg!"
"I want to use it too!"
It¡¯s over, let¡¯s start again.
Although they are both talkative and cold-blooded, the impressions they give are completely different.
Minister Jin¡¯s aloofness is calm and masculine with a manly atmosphere. He is full of justice and makes people feel safe.
"Fu Jueshen's aloofness has a hint of elegance, like a snow lotus, delicate and independent.
Click.
Click.
When the two of them were fighting over who should own an egg, Xia Yuwan had already quickly solved the apples one by one.
With her cheeks bulging, she stretched out her small white hand to touch her belly and curled her lips.
Why do you feel hungrier?
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the clock on the wall.
Good guy, it¡¯s almost eight o¡¯clock now, and these two people have been confronting each other for half an hour since they entered the kitchen.
You won¡¯t let me, I won¡¯t let you.
??????? If this continues, I guess there¡¯s no need to have dinner. How about just having a midnight snack instead?
Xia Yuwan was even hesitating, should she send a text message to Brother Hai and ask the boy to bring some crayfish to her?
"I said, is it fun for you two to grab these eggs? Fu Jueshen, can you cook?"
She has known him for so many years and has never seen him in the kitchen.
To say that Fu Jueshen knew how to cook, it was only when he cooked grilled fish on a deserted island.
Thinking back now, he cut the fish belly open directly, cleaned it, passed it through with a wooden stick, and roasted it on the fire.
Maybe it¡¯s because of the lack of seasoning, so it tastes very bland and a little fishy.
But there was really no other food to eat at that time, so she ate reluctantly.
Hearing her question, Fu Jueshen shook his head openly and openly, and declared in a deep voice, "I don't know how."
Xia Yuwan: ""
?Then what are you grabbing?
Jin Feng smiled sarcastically, looked at Fu Jueshen with stern eyes reproachfully, and said, "The so-called resource allocation by Mr. Fu is simply a joke!"
Fu Jueshen narrowed his eyes and counterattacked nonchalantly, "Do you know how to cook again?"
The man who was more than 1.9 meters tall also lowered his head in embarrassment and announced unceremoniously: "You don't know how to do it, why do you expect me to know how to do it?"
Yes, this is also a lonely one.
Just when Xia Yuwan took out her mobile phone and was about to order a takeaway for herself so that she wouldn't be starved to death by these two people, a warm and sweet voice suddenly sounded outside the door, refreshing her heart like a clear spring.
"I can."
She looked back in surprise and saw the white figure walking slowly, bringing a touch of elegance and poetry at the same time. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com