Chapter 2414： Your hands are for drawing

Chapter 2414 Your hands are used to draw

If you say that you are in the restaurant at noon, Feng Yize calmly dealt with Feng Jinze and Feng Haoze, which shocked Qing Huan.

Then, in the afternoon, Feng Yize sent the reporter away "happily", and really protected her from being disturbed, and once again refreshed Qing Huan’s understanding of Feng Yize.

Getting in the car, she still couldn't believe it.

In Qinghuan’s impression, reporters don’t want news.

But those reporters just now were really dismissed by Feng Yize.

"Feng Yize, you were so good just now."

Qing Huan looked at Feng Yize with unconcealed surprise in her eyes.

She felt that she wanted to know him again.

She cut the water and looked at him steadily. This was different from Feng Yize who looked like a beggar she saw for the first time. It was not the same as his laughing face these days, and it was different from the warmth and care he cared for her Hershey. .

seems to be the same again.

Qinghuan was a little at a loss.

"Qinghuan, looking at me like this makes me feel like you don't know me."

Feng Yize smiled, and his voice was clear and cheerful.

teased with three points.

Wen Qinghuan said with eyebrows, "I just don't know you anymore, as if the Feng Yize I knew before is different from the present one."

"What's the difference?"

Feng Yize pointed to her seat belt, Qinghuan bowed his head and fastened it.

He also fastened his seat belt, and waited for Qinghuan to fasten it, start the engine, reverse the car, and go on the road.

Qinghuan pondered for a while, and said blankly, "I'm not sure, but it feels different. I used to think that you were a little unsuccessful, but today at noon you asked the two people who deliberately framed you to recruit... "

"Qinghuan, do you think I was sinister at noon?"

The car hit the road, Feng Yize turned to look at Qing Huan sitting in the passenger seat.

Qing Huan shook her head, her beautiful eyebrows smiled, "How come? Feng Haoze and Feng Jinze are the despicable villains. If you weren't smart and wise, the reputation of the restaurant would have been ruined by them."

"Qinghuan, thank you."

Feng Yize suddenly thanked him.

Grateful and moved.

In his more than 20 years of life, apart from the three worshiping brothers Ye Zhan, Tang Jinchen, and Chu Junming, and his mother, there were no other relatives.

There are friends of the opposite sex, but he has never been tempted by any girl, let alone likes like Qinghuan.

Don't look at him as a fool, he is rumored to be passionate and passionate.

But that is only superficial.

He is actually pure and innocent.

"Thank me for anything, what I said is the truth." Qing Huan looked at him with shining eyes, like stars.

"How is the waiter, is he seriously injured?"

"It's not too serious, just rest for a while."

Feng Yize's eyes were dyed with a cold layer, "Feng Jinze and Feng Haoze owe him, I will let them pay it back."

"Are you... the Feng family will embarrass you?"

Qinghuan asked with concern.

No matter how good he is, it hasn't been long since he joined the company.

Feng Yize, who was concerned, was incomprehensibly warm and in a good mood, "No, they don’t have that ability."

Before being bullied, the biggest reason is that he is not strong enough.

Now, he will no longer be polite to them.

It was a short distance, although the speed of the car was very slow, but in a blink of an eye, I got home.

Feng Yize is responsible for carrying the bag, Qinghuan opens the door.

He stood behind her, watching her soft hair, slender figure, and the girl’s unique fragrance lingering between her nose.

The corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

It feels so good.

Entering the house, Feng Yize brought the dishes to the kitchen and handed another bag to Qinghuan. She put the snacks on the coffee table, and the other bag went upstairs.

Go downstairs again, and when he returned to the kitchen, Feng Yize had already taken off his suit, with a short sleeve of his white shirt, turned his back to her and put the vegetables in water.

Hearing footsteps, Feng Yize turned around and gave Qinghuan a bright smile, "Qinghuan, you go watch TV for a while, and I will cook."

Qinghuan came to him and looked at the dishes he prepared.

Fucked his eyebrows slightly, "Why did you take so much out of the refrigerator? You put all the things I bought in?"

Feng Yize smiled happily, her long and narrow peach eyes are clear and free of impurities.

"The first time you come to the imperial capital, I have to do my best as a landlord."

Qinghuan looked at him with a smile, it was difficult to overlap him with him at noon.

"It's wrong for you to do this."

She deliberately scowled, went to open the refrigerator, took out two of the ingredients she bought from it, and then put some of the ingredients he took back.

"This way, it's fair."

Two and four dishes, a little too much.

But she likes two things, and he likes two things.

Looking at it separately, it's not too much.

"Qinghuan, who made the ingredients you took?"

"me."

Clear and bright smile.

The delicate facial features are beaten by the soft light, making them more beautiful.

Feng Yize looked away from her face and looked down at her hand.

Qinghuan blinked.

"What do you mean by frowning, don't you believe me?"

"Qinghuan, your hands are for drawing."

Feng Yize's voice is very soft.

The tone of firmness and sympathy in the tone, but very strong.

Qinghuan hadn't reacted, her shoulders were clasped by the man's powerful palms, and he pushed her body out of the kitchen.

A light and pleasant voice fell in his ears, "Qinghuan, give me an hour. You can watch TV and chat on your mobile phone and do whatever you want."

"Hey……"

Qing Huan pouted, looking at the closed kitchen door behind her.

——

One hour later, the kitchen door opened.

The scent of food entered Qinghuan’s breathing room with the appearance of Feng Yize.

She immediately got up to help.

This time, Feng Yize did not stop her.

A few minutes later, Qing Huan sat at the table, leaning forward while looking at the delicious dishes on the table, while smelling the aroma.

praised without hesitation, "Feng Yize, you are amazing."

Feng Yize smiled and gave Qinghuan some dishes, “Don’t praise me first, praise after you taste it.”

"It seems to make sense."

Qing Huan nodded.

Watching him put the vegetables in his bowl with eyebrows, then picked it up and fed it into his mouth.

"good to eat."

"Then eat more."

Feng Yize is confident in his cooking skills.

Although he rarely cooks.

Qinghuan saw that he was about to pick up food for himself again, and quickly stopped, "Don't waste time picking up food for me, I have my own hands, you hurry up and eat."

"Great."

After   , Feng Yize really did not give Qinghuan any more dishes.

The two of them ate very seriously, and only occasionally exchanged one or two sentences.

But the atmosphere is very warm.

Until he ate and put down his chopsticks, Qinghuan wiped his mouth, then asked Feng Yize, "Auntie is still in the hospital?"

"No, I checked and went home."

"Oh."

Qinghuan’s eyes turned, her lips were lightly bitten, and she smiled and said, “Since Auntie is not in good health, please accompany her more. After eating, you can go back quickly. I will wash the dishes.”

"Washing a few dishes won't take much time."

Feng Yi Zeyun calmly said, "My mom likes Jingjing and doesn't like me making noise with her."

(End of this chapter)