Chapter 8

Ning fan can't help but look down at a few eyes, buttocks mellow quite warped, good breeding.

Although across the pants, still can feel that a trace of gentle and delicate, Ning fan can't help but mind: "if you hold it like this, then I don't eat."

"Come on, will you?" Chu Zijun almost shameless, busy timid voice remind, really regret let him help.

"Well, this kitchen is a little narrow."

Ning fan hurriedly reluctantly saw a few more eyes, cough a, squeezed past.

Ning fan washed his hands, picked up the knife, without any distractions.

Whoosh!

The knife flashed, and the carrot was cut open.

Shua Shua!

Knife shadow flying, but did not hear the sound of kitchen knife and cutting board contact, only saw a knife shadow shrouded in carrots.

Chu Zijun forgot his embarrassment and was stunned.

Where does anyone cut vegetables like this?

It's like juggling. I can't see the knife clearly.

She could only see the shadow of the sword, especially the flying posture and attentive expression, which made her infatuated.

Someone once said that when people do something without distractions, it's the most charming.

When Ning fan picked up the knife, the whole person's spirit changed, focused and persistent.

"I didn't think that just now. How can I see him cutting vegetables? I think he's a little handsome." Chu Zijun murmured in his heart that his pink cheeks were delicate.

"Cut it."

When Ning fan took the knife, the carrots looked like a whole, but when he put them on the plate, they all stretched out and became slices of uniform thickness.

"That's how you used to cut vegetables?" Chu Zijun looked at him like a monster.

Ning fan nodded inexplicably: "yes, my mother has always suspected that my cutting is not good enough, the posture is not elegant enough."

Chu Zijun smell speech, almost a mouthful of blood spit out, eager to find a crack to drill down.

Isn't that elegant enough?

The most valuable thing is his control of the force. At the moment of cutting off the carrot, he stops the knife and returns to prevent it from touching the cutting board. How much control and accuracy must he have.

Chu Zijun had never seen or heard of a chef with such skill.

It can only be said that Ning fan's mother is a monster to teach such a monster.

"Go out and watch TV. I'll call you when I'm ready."

Chu Zijun was hit hard and did not dare to let him stay in the kitchen, otherwise, he would not have the courage to cook.

She felt that her cooking posture and craftsmanship were really... Too inelegant.

"Well, if you're busy, I'll go out first."

Since there is a free meal to eat, why not? He hasn't enjoyed this kind of treatment for a long time.

This time, Chu Zijun learned to be good. He left the kitchen first and asked Ning fan to go there first, so as not to have another intimate contact later. Ning fan sighed in his heart.

Half an hour later, Chu Zijun cooked a good meal, two dishes and one soup, which was quite attractive.

"Oh, it's so fragrant, Zijun. I'm so happy to live with you. You'll make people fat."

With a creak, the door opens, and Lin Qingyin comes home from the underground work. She sniffs, pats her stomach, and looks intoxicated.

"Qingyin, don't eat for fear of getting fat." Chu Zijun took off his apron and said narrowly.

"People are iron, rice is steel, you have to eat to get fat." Lin Qingyin's voice suddenly stops, looking at Ning fan, who is already sitting at the dining table and has no awareness of the guests.

She immediately put away her smile and said, "hum, even if I get fat, I will eat it. I can't afford to take advantage of some idlers."

"Hey, Ning fan, today we Chu beauty cook such a big table, you have to be a little aware of being an employee. You'll wash the dishes later." Lin Qingyin said to Ning fan.

Ning Fan said sincerely: "no problem, labor is glorious."

Mom often says that washing dishes is not good for women to protect their hands, and a man doesn't care about it.

Lin Qingyin laughs at her success. She used to wash dishes, but now she has a strong man.

Suddenly, she felt that it was not so bad to take in Ning fan.

After dinner, Ning fan washed the dishes and sat alone in the living room watching TV.

This TV is so big. It's 60 inches long. It's still ultra-thin with LED.

In the village, only Zhang heixiong and the village head have a TV set. They are still 17 inches in size. They can only receive a few sets, and there are many snowflakes. It takes a lot of eyes to look at them.

Zhang heixiong, in particular, is still hiding to death, which often makes Ning fan's teeth itch.

After dinner, there are many big TV stations to watch. Ning fan feels very happy and happily plays with the remote control board. After a while, he changes to another station, with a giggle on his lips.

After a while, Lin Qingyin came out of the bathroom and saw Ning fan's silly appearance. He said contemptuously, "local buns."

Ning fan turns his head when he hears the sound, and his eyes immediately straighten, and his pupils instantly enlarge.

Lin Qingyin is wearing a small pink nightgown with suspenders. She is as thin as a cicada's wings. She can see her delicate white skin, especially her chest.

The woman didn't wear a bra, and her nightdress only covered her knees. Her snow-white legs were well proportioned, and her tender face was decorated with bright red.

Ning fan has never seen such a beautiful woman out of the bath picture, breathing heavier, head boom of a blank.

Lin Qingyin's pupil shrinks and feels the hot aggressive eyes.

She was shocked and tense.

In the past, there was no outsider at home, and there was a little exposure in the nightdress, and I didn't care about the spring.

But today, the situation is different. A big man stares at himself and looks like a hungry wolf. He doesn't know what he is thinking.

Lin Qingyin feels very aggrieved. Looking at his best friend's face, he kindly takes in the bumpkin, but he peeks at himself.

No, he's looking at her aboveboard.

How hateful!

"You still see? I'm going to kill you. "

Lin Qingyin waves her fist and rushes over like an angry lioness.

As she had just finished the bath, there was still water on her slippers, and the floor was smooth, she saw a scream, and a wonderful figure rushed to Ning fan.

Ning fan didn't expect that the beauty was so violent. She only looked at it once. No, she didn't miss a piece of meat, so she called to fight and kill. It was so violent.

Ning fan shakes his head and instinctively pushes out his hands to stop the opponent's attack. But did not expect that Lin Qingyin fell, body forward, directly on his hands.

Time seems to freeze at this moment, the air stopped flowing, silent, the needle can be heard.

Ning fan knows what he has caught, and his heart flutters. Be careful, the liver will flop.

"Oh, I'm not pure. I touched other women's breasts. I should dedicate my first time to Xiaoqing. Well, I have my first hand."

Men sometimes think one way and do another.

When Ning fan regretted and felt sorry for Xiaoqing, his hands were pinched.