Chapter 89

Su Xiaowan felt that he was a sinner and thought of what he said in the morning.

"Feng Yan, you wait for me. I'll do it for you right away."

But when she went to the kitchen with her things, Su Xiaowan was stunned. Her head was a little big. She couldn't cook at all.

"That... Aunt Li, can you help me? I'm not very good at it

"Of course." Nowadays, girls seldom cook.

It's good that the young granny has this heart.

After more than half an hour, Su Xiaowan finally cooked a decent dish and put it in front of Feng Yan. "I'm sorry, Feng Yan. I went to the hospital to see my grandmother today, which delayed me a little bit."

"Delay or intent?"

"... it's really a delay. I don't mean to avoid not cooking for you."

Su Xiaowan thinks that Feng Yan is the worm in her stomach. She seems to know everything and plan strategies.

As a matter of fact, she thought that she would go home later.

After all, she didn't think that Feng Yan would really wait for her, but he did. It seemed that he had been waiting for a long time.

"Feng Yan, are you angry?"

"Do you care if I'm angry?"

Feng Yan has been sitting here for two hours. His fixed off-duty time is similar to hers. But he thought that she would cook for herself today. She asked him to come back early. He didn't have the heart to go to work and went home early.

It's the first time in 26 years that he's had all the expectations because of one person.

But he sat here, waiting for it to get dark outside, and didn't wait for her to come back.

"Feng Yan, I'm sorry. I won't let you wait any longer." She bowed her head like a child who did something wrong.

"Remember your promise." She looked at Feng Yan, moved the chopsticks, tasted them, and frowned.

"Isn't it delicious?" She was just about to take one of the chopsticks and taste it.

"Is this for me or for you?"

Su Xiaowan put down his chopsticks and said, "Feng Yan, you eat, you eat..."

Su Xiaowan watched Feng Yan eat up all the dishes. She was sad and couldn't see that she had the potential to be a chef.

This letter is always picky about food. I heard that several chefs have been changed. I didn't expect that for the first time, he had eaten it all, and he didn't have any left.

It seems that I like to eat my own food. From time to time, I feel a sense of satisfaction sweeping my whole body.

When Feng Yan comes back to his room, Su Xiaowan follows him. He doesn't walk fast or slow, and women don't walk fast or slow. It seems that there is something to find him, but I didn't expect it.

Looking at Feng Yan after dinner, Su Xiaowan thought of his gift, so he followed closely.

A man's step, Su Xiaowan a inattentive, directly hit his arms, his arms generous and safe.

A faint peppermint fragrance came to my face.

"Why do you want to sleep with me

Sleep?

That word, slightly let her heart can't help but click, "no, no..."

She was in a trance, and suddenly a familiar smell ran into her nose. She clearly remembered that Lu Li also had this smell, and the taste seemed very close.

Feng Yan and Lu Li

Hard chest against her forehead, she rubbed her head, reminded of their own things, looked innocently, looked up at him, "that... Feng Yan, I have something to do with you."