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After a period of rest in the hospital, Wen Shuyue felt much better. She didn't tell he Siming that he would pick her up, so she called a taxi and left.

"Sming, I'm back." As soon as he entered the house, Wen Shuyue found something wrong. Why is there a sour smell in the air, which is similar to the smell of things being burnt.

When she walked to the kitchen door, she was surprised by the scene. The whole kitchen seemed to be a small garbage dump. The leftover materials could be seen everywhere. The range hood was turned on to the maximum extent, and it still had a sticky smell. The flour was all over the stove.

"My God, is there a war?" It's a big kitchen, and there's no room for it now.

He Siming was wearing a simple white shirt with a spatula in his hand and an embroidered apron around his waist. It was worn by Wen Shuyue when he was cooking. It would look very small on a man and produce a kind of inexplicable joy.

"Don't come in now. Go and sit at the table. Dinner will be served in a moment." The man pretends to continue to stir fry the dishes in the pot. Wen Shuyue simply glances at the pot. He seems to be making Coke chicken wings.

"Can I help you?" Finally, she couldn't help it. She asked and frowned at the chicken wings that were about to burn. Wen Shuyue really felt sorry and worried about her next stomach. After eating these things, she would not go to the hospital again!

"No, just go and sit on the sofa for a while." He Siming was obviously confident of himself and refused her help.

Sitting on the sofa, Wen can just see the busy back of the man in the kitchen. Since she didn't need to do it herself, she sat on the sofa with her pillow in her arms and watched the man.

He Siming is tall, with a typical shoulder width and waist thin, and usually pays special attention to exercise, so his chest and abdominal muscles are extremely enviable, comparable to Michelangelo's classic sculpture David. A pair of sexy good figure, now completely hidden in a white shirt, for men to add a bit more good taste, do not have a charm.

It's said that serious men are the most attractive. That's probably what they say.

In addition to the miserable in every corner of the kitchen, Wen Shuyue is still very happy to enjoy this rare picture of beautiful male cuisine.

"All right, serve."

All the dishes were brought to the table, and she ran over happily.

There are a lot of dishes, such as Coke chicken wings, fried pepper with shredded potatoes, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes. But it's hard to say enough about this dish.

"I didn't expect you to be good at cooking." When a man cooks for the first time, she will encourage him even if he can't say it. Wen Shuyue quietly cheered herself up in her heart. Even if she was poisoned, she would finish all the things that she didn't know would be.

"Of course, I don't know whose man I am! And then there's the last one, soybean and pear and pig's feet soup After everything was on the table, he Siming took off his apron and excitedly brought the dishes and chopsticks. "Come on, try it. How does it taste? It took me an afternoon to make it."

Wen Shuyue looks at the dishes on the table with a smile, but she doesn't know how to eat them

Chicken wings are scorched. Is it shredded potatoes or potato chips? The only thing that can be seen visually is scrambled eggs with tomatoes, red and yellow, with a little scallion sprinkled on them.

With a smile on her face and constant prayer in her heart, she carefully picked up a scrambled egg and put it into her mouth, then swallowed it with her back.

in the face of his expectant eyes, she could only smile and thumbs up: "yes, it's really great that a novice can make it like this!"

"Really? Are you sure? How can I feel you suffer so much when you eat it! " Facing her praise, he Siming is a little dubious. He is very clear about himself. He seems to have no talent in cooking all the time. "I'll try it myself."

"It's not bad. It's better than I thought."

"Right, I've said it's not bad. Come on, let's have dinner. I'm hungry."

The taste of the food is really not good, but at least it's not too bad to swallow. The tomatoes were sour, the shredded potatoes tasted too light, and the chicken wings were sweet. Even so, she was satisfied. After all, this was his first time cooking for himself.

"Don't patronize your meals. Try this soup, which I stewed for hours." He Siming served her a bowl like a treasure.

After a uneasy drink, Wen Shuyue felt as if he had gone from the gate of hell. My God, how much salt did he put!

"Well, well, I put more spoonfuls of salt because I'm afraid it's too light."

"Well It's delicious... " Trying not to spit out the soup, she finished the rest of the soup in the bowl.

"You drink slowly. Don't worry. No one urges you." Seeing her drinking so happily, he Siming was very satisfied at the bottom of his heart. He secretly thought that he would often cook soup for her in the future.

Wen Shuyue doesn't know what he Siming thinks. She's stuffing tomatoes into her mouth. That bowl of pig's hoof soup is too salty. She can't let he Siming cook soup later. She wants to live a few more years!A few days later, Changning plans to leave hospital. Wen Shuyue just drives to pick up Changning.

But just when they came out of the hospital, a large number of reporters rushed out of nowhere and blocked them directly at the door of the hospital.

"Please, can you all step aside first?" Wen Shuyue hugs Changning tightly. She has just been discharged from hospital and has not recovered safely.

"Miss Chang Ning, can you explain the recent yanzhaomen incident on the Internet?"

"Miss Changning, who is the leading actor of Yanzhao gate?"

"Miss Changning, have you been taken care of by someone?"

The reporters' more and more sharp questions made Changning completely stupid. What are they talking about? What's the pornographic door? What's the leading actor? She has never heard such news at all? Even Wen Shuyue, who was on one side, was completely confused. They looked at each other and didn't know what had happened.

The news that they were blocked in the hospital by the reporter immediately reached he Siming's ears. As soon as he got the news, he immediately drove over.

As soon as he Siming arrived at the scene, he found that the door of the hospital had been blocked by reporters.

"My God, how come there are so many journalists!" Guan Yue exclaimed after him.

He rushed into the crowd with his bodyguards, and the strong and cold atmosphere forced reporters to make way for him. The bodyguard took the opportunity to tear a hole in the group of reporters. He came out of the crowd with Changning and Wen Shuyue in his arms, got in the car and drove directly to manis company.