"Impossible, I will never go to your house." Shi Miao refused without thinking.

She is not a fool.

After Ling Xuanhan went to Yening Garden last time, Shi Miao could tell that Zhan Yeling was in a hostile relationship with Ling Xuanhan.

If she went to Ling Xuanhan's house, wouldn't she disregard Zhan Yeling's feelings?

What's more, she and Ling Xuanhan are also incompatible, how could she go to his house? Looking for abuse?

"You..." Ling Xuanhan was about to hit her back.

Cheng Jiuyuan said in time: "Okay, okay, don't make trouble for this. There is a restaurant opposite, let's borrow their kitchen."

Shi Miao thinks Cheng Jiuyuan's opinion is good.

Several people came to the opposite restaurant, gave money, and asked the boss to lend them the kitchen.

When the boss sees the money, of course he is willing.

Shi Miao said: "Ling Xuanhan, come in and learn. After you learn it, you can make it for your son."

You don't have to come to her every time.

Of course, Shi Miao didn't say the last sentence.

Even if she didn't say it, Ling Xuanhan should understand it himself.

His son must have wanted his love, not a stranger's love.

Shi Miao could tell that Ling Xuanhan still loved his son very much, but he couldn't find a way and lacked patience.

Let Ling Chenchen not feel that he loves him.

Parents love their children, not just talking about it, or paying silently.

You have to let the child feel that you love him.

Children who are nurtured and raised by love are cheerful and healthy.

All children who lack love will be more or less psychologically disabled.

Just like Zhan Yeling, he grew up in an environment that lacked love, and at this age, it is still difficult to completely solve his psychological problems, isn't it?

Ling Xuanhan didn't want to be in the same space with Shi Miao, but Shi Miao was right, he learned it, so he wouldn't have to see her every time.

Ling Chenchen doesn't have to go hungry every day because of picky eaters.

The kitchen is a bit small, and it's a bit crowded for two people standing.

Shi Miao said, "You cut up the potatoes and meat, I'll use them later."

Ling Xuanhan was dissatisfied: "Who are you, ordering me?"

Shi Miao was both annoyed and funny when he said a word: "Am I ordering you? I can't make it if you stand there, so of course I will tell you to cut it!"

Because it is a restaurant opposite the school, the facade is small, and the kitchen area is naturally small, so it feels cramped for one person, let alone two people.

Ling Xuanhan's eyes were scorching cold: "Come here, I'll let you."

Shi Miao gave him a blank look, she didn't want to argue with him, she just wanted to finish cooking earlier and say goodbye to this man Ling Xuanhan earlier.

Ling Xuanhan leaned his body against the stove, making room for Shi Meow to pass by.

Shi Meow squeezed over.

When passing Ling Xuanhan's side, he stepped on a peeled potato skin, slipped, and fell back.

He was about to hit the ground on the back of his head.

If it falls, the consequences will be serious.

Shi Miao swiped her hands in the air, her eyes widened in fright.

Just when she thought she was definitely doomed from then on, an extra arm appeared on her waist.

The strength of that arm supported her body, causing her fallen body to stop in mid-air.

She was still in shock, but when she came back to her senses, she saw Ling Xuanhan's wickedly handsome face above.

Ling Xuanhan was stunned, staring at her face without responding for a long while.

Her waist is soft, so soft that it makes people feel extremely comfortable.

And looking at her like this, her face is so playful and beautiful.

The long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings.

She is like an elf, radiant and stunning.