Chapter 45 - 45: Don ‘t Even Think About Helping

Chapter 45: Chapter 45: Don ‘t Even Think About Helping

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“When the oven heats up, it will also seep the flavor of the plums and lemon into the chicken.” Cindy said, “Chicken is the mildest flavored meat among all.”

“Lamb has a strong smell, beef tastes bloody, and pork has a slightly unpleasant taste. The taste of chicken itself is not so distinct, so it easily absorbs the flavor of the ingredients paired with it.”

As she spoke about cooking, Cindy began to talk more and more: “So, the lemon can remove the slight unpleasant taste of the chicken, and the chicken can absorb the sour and sweet aroma of the plums. When you take a bite of the chicken, you’ll taste the sweet and sour aroma of the plums, which is very refreshing. ” nôvel binz was the first platform to present this chapter.

Adrian Zhekova was enticed by Cindy’s description and felt like he could already taste the delicious sweet and sour flavor.

“Do you need any help?” Adrian asked.

“No, thank you,” Cindy hastily replied.

As she looked up again, she saw Adrian’s head even lower.

Her lips had almost just brushed against his chin.

Cindy’s heart raced.

Feeling flushed, she quickly stepped back two steps.

Unexpectedly, her foot slipped, and she fell down.

When Cindy began to fall, Adrian effortlessly caught her with his long arm.

She didn’t want Adrian to mistake her for a casual woman.

“It’s okay,” Adrian said gently, displaying incredibly good temper.

Cindy couldn’t help but recall the female employee at his company who claimed Adrian had a bad temper when she delivered food at lunchtime.

She felt he seemed to have a pretty good temper. There was nothing wrong with it.

“It’s embarrassing for you to do this alone. If there’s anything I can help with, just let me know.”

Adrian “considerately” changed the topic and freed Cindy from the awkward atmosphere.

“Really, it’s alright. You’re a guest, I can’t ask you to help,” Cindy quickly said.

The house Cindy bought was not small, and the kitchen was not small either.

In the center of the kitchen, there was a long bar, which was convenient for Cindy’s regular video shoots.

There was plenty of space, but as soon as Adrian stood there, it felt cramped.

It was as if the whole space was filled with him.

Adrian’s presence was too strong, making her feel uncomfortable.

“Besides, today is all about thanking you,” Cindy said with a smile, “You don’t have to help, just wait for dinner.”

Cindy was about to take the opportunity to open the door and usher Adrian out..