Chapter 1450

“…… Poof Shen Qingqing almost didn't spray out the juice.

Before the man in the kitchen noticed it, Shen Qingqing pulled a paper towel and wiped the juice that almost came out of her mouth. She felt that the whole world seemed to be a little dreamy.

What kind of illusion did she have before she thought Leng Shaoheng would cook in a cartoon orange cat apron? The whole sentence above, whether taken apart or put together, does not match the image of a cold President?

Shen Qingqing doesn't believe her eyes. By drinking juice, she looks at the kitchen dishonestly again But no longer willing to look away.

I saw the tall man standing in the warm yellow sun, hands skilled, green and white vegetables have been poured into the pot stir fry.

Originally, she was very surprised to see Leng Shaoheng's knife work. Now, after seeing that the standard of men is no less than that of hotel chefs, Shen Qingqing's inner evaluation of Leng Shaoheng's cooking skills has successfully changed from "surprise" to "admiration".

In the years since she left What has Leng Shaoheng experienced?

Or did she never fully understand Leng Shaoheng before?

"What are you thinking?"

I don't know when, Leng Shaoheng has carried two dishes out of the kitchen, looking up at Shen Qingqing who is sitting in the living room in a daze.

"Ah..." Watching others being caught on the spot, even the well-informed Shen Qingqing was a little embarrassed. She answered vaguely, "I think you are even more proficient in cooking than me..."

This sentence has no reason, with a little coquettish tone, as if complaining about "you clearly have such a specialty, why didn't you tell me earlier".

Leng Shaoheng is a little funny: "in fact, these are the only dishes I can cook. I'm almost tired of eating ink, but I usually don't have time to learn more."

With that, he naturally took Shen Qingqing's hand and brought her to the dining table. "Maybe you'll give me more advice in the future."

Shen Qingqing was stunned for a moment.

She looked at Leng Shaoheng holding her hand, and her mind was filled with strange emotions. She didn't even hear what Leng Shaoheng said later.

It suddenly occurred to her that Just when she was in the kitchen, she noticed the man's bony hands.

That pair of hands used to holding the signature pen and knocking on the keyboard, even holding the wooden handle spatula specially made for girls, didn't feel too disobedient On the contrary, because of the pyrotechnic atmosphere, it gives Leng Shaoheng a layer of light that can't be explained clearly.

Now The hands were holding her.

Dry, fresh, as simple and clear as he was, but with an unusual temperature, she was almost on fire.

Until Leng Shaoheng pressed her beside the dining table, she regained her mind again. Her eyes first fell on the hands that the man pressed on her shoulder, and then slowly went up, and gradually saw Leng Shaoheng's handsome face.

She asked him in her eyes what he was going to do.

"Try the dish I made. Is it to your taste?" Said, Leng Shaoheng even very thoughtful will chopsticks handed over, the difference directly clip a chopsticks potato directly to her mouth.

Shen Qingqing was flattered and took over in fear.

"Don't rush." Looking at her some flustered movements, the slight smile of Leng Shaoheng's lips became more and more obvious.

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