Hearing Aunt Gui's smile, Xiao Yushu's face flushed red, she knew that she couldn't avoid Aunt Gui's eyes with her little thoughts, so she could only stop hiding it, shyly standing behind Aunt Gui and said softly: "Aunt Gui, tell me, after every girl has fallen in love, do they all have to learn how to cook?"
Aunt Gui turned her head, covered her lips and chuckled: "Young miss, you finally got something to say. The old saying goes, if you want to capture a man's heart, you have to grab his stomach first.
Although, the society today, the era is different, the girls do not like to cook, but, ah, I think, old sense, which man does not like to be able to after work after can have steaming hot food to eat ah!
When you're at work, you have to wait upon your boss, and when you're outside, you have to wait upon your customers. Even in front of your colleagues and friends, you sometimes have to lower yourself to the point where you have to lower yourself. You can't let a man go home and go to the kitchen to wait upon his wife, right? "
Xiao Yushu curled her lips and said: "Tsk, what age is this, I'm afraid your thoughts are already out of date."
Although Xiao Yushu said that, she felt that it made sense.
The Aunt Gui laughed again: "Haha, miss, maybe, many old truths are out of date, but the only thing that is not out of date is, a woman's love for a man, especially for her own husband. If my heart really hurts and cares about my man, I would be willing to cook.
I am old, and my thoughts cannot keep up with the times. However, I feel that although it is tiring for both men and women to live in this era, men have to shoulder more responsibilities.
"Therefore, as women, we should be more tolerant and considerate towards men, allowing them to have a meal and a comfortable environment as soon as they return home. It would be weird if he doesn't want to go home when you say those words!"
While talking, the Aunt Gui seemed to realize that she had said too much. She hurriedly said apologetically: "Aiyaya, look at me. I'm old now, how come I'm already a chatterbox. Miss, please don't be angry at me."
Xiao Yushu laughed, "Aunt Gui, don't be so courteous, why would I be angry at you? Hey, what are you doing? Why are these dishes so neatly sliced! "
It was rare for Xiao Yushu to have time, she wanted to diligently learn the cooking techniques from Aunt Gui. Perhaps what Aunt Gui said was true, a girl should already be able to "go to the hall, go to the kitchen".
At this time, Ye Haochen's heart was full of emotions, and he quickly finished a whole plate of tomato scrambled eggs. This made Zhuge Qingcheng happy, but at the same time, he was also a little doubtful, and said puzzledly: "Aiya, slow down, it's not like I'm going to snatch it away from you, is it really that delicious?"
As Zhuge Qingcheng said that, she picked up her chopsticks and picked up a cucumber egg from another plate.
After tinkering with her for the whole morning, she could only cook these few simple dishes. It seemed that every dish had scrambled eggs.
Seeing that, Ye Haochen anxiously grabbed the plate of cucumber fried eggs, as he was afraid that this girl would eat the secret of the dishes.
Zhuge Qingcheng picked up a piece of egg and put it in her mouth, spitting it out subconsciously. She frowned and cracked her lips, only then did she realize that her stir-fried vegetables were actually so stinky, no wonder Ye Haochen had eaten an entire plate of tomato scrambled eggs so quickly. It could be imagined how stinky that plate of tomato fried eggs was!
Looking at Ye Haochen, this fellow was full of smiles as he ate the cucumber fried eggs that were even more difficult to eat in big mouthfuls. This dish was not salty and uneven, but was fried.
Zhuge Qingcheng felt extremely guilty, she anxiously grabbed the plate of cucumber scrambled eggs that was in Ye Haochen's hands, "Hao Chen, don't eat anymore."
However, Ye Haochen laughed and said, "It's alright, the cucumber has been fried into a bitter gourd and it has even risen in value. How expensive is the bitter melon now?
Hearing Ye Haochen's words, the tears in Zhuge Qingcheng's eyes slowly flowed down. She could truly feel Ye Haochen's love for her.
Ye Haochen anxiously came over and took a tissue for Zhuge Qingcheng to wipe his tears.
Suddenly, Ye Haochen's gaze fell on Zhuge Qingcheng's two hands, he extended his hand out and held Zhuge Qingcheng's hand, and this girl subconsciously retracted her hand, hiding it behind her back, not letting him see. With that, Ye Haochen wanted to look even more, so he gently took her hand. When he saw that Zhuge Qingcheng had 10 fingers, 5 blood blisters, his heart trembled, this girl actually burned her finger to learn how to cook.
Zhuge Qingcheng pouted and said softly: "Hao Chen, am I too stupid?"
Ye Haochen held both of Zhuge Qingcheng's hands in her hands. He hurriedly grabbed the bandages and carefully bandaged Zhuge Qingcheng's wounds, then said with a tone of love and reproach: "Silly girl, don't cook anymore. These ten slender jade fingers of yours are my favorite, you must not hurt them."
Zhuge Qingcheng's heart warmed, and deliberately joked: "What, so you just like my ten fingers, then you don't like the other parts of me?"
Ye Haochen chuckled, "Idiot, I like even a single hair on your body." He then hugged Zhuge Qingcheng tightly in his arms.
This little girl was like this, she would never make him feel uncomfortable, she would never complain at all, he, she warmly welcome him, he would not come, she was quietly waiting, such a girl, how could Ye Haochen not fall deeply in love with her!
In order to make up for his debt to this girl, Ye Haochen didn't leave this place for an entire day, and accompanied this girl through the two people's world.
It was easy to become addicted to things like love. Unexpectedly, someone who had only planned to accompany Zhuge Qingcheng for a day, was willing to spend three consecutive days of good times with her.
This was also the longest time Zhuge Qingcheng had spent time with him alone since the time they had known each other.
After a few days of good times, she felt like she was soaking in a jar of honey, blissful and sweet to death. She finally experienced what life was like for Ye Haochen.
Sometimes, he even had to push him to the bathroom to brush his teeth and take a bath. Sometimes, he had also seen this guy, occasionally had the ability to cook, had seen this guy, had a good sense of humor, had also seen this guy, and could sing and dance.
Zhuge Qingcheng felt that after knowing Ye Haochen for such a long time, she finally got to know this man even more fully. So it turns out that not only did he know how to kill people, he was not only a legend in the world of assassins and mercenaries. Turns out that he was a man with many talents, blood, and flesh.
To fall in love with such a man, Zhuge Qingcheng felt that she had no regrets. She felt that every minute she loved him, her love for him would increase by one more point.
Love was a type of poison most of the time. Zhuge Qingcheng felt that she had been poisoned by love.
However, Zhuge Qingcheng also clearly knew that Ye Haochen didn't belong to her alone. After interacting with him for a few days, they still had to send this fellow off, in the end. Although Ye Haochen this fellow said that "it's alright to not be afraid of his wife", she knew that this fellow might really miss Xiao Yushu, so she could only push him out of the door.
"Alright, alright, you've been staying with me for four days and three nights now, I won't take you in anymore. Big sister still has too much work to do!"
Closing the door, Zhuge Qingcheng leaned against it as tears slowly flowed down her cheeks. In her heart, she was actually extremely reluctant to part with Ye Haochen. However, she knew that they had to separate because Ye Haochen didn't belong to her alone. She also didn't want to give Ye Haochen any more trouble, and even more so, didn't want to hurt that kind little girl Xiao Yushu.
Walking out of Zhuge Qingcheng's house, Ye Haochen slowly took out a cigarette and lit it up. He naturally understood Zhuge Qingcheng's thoughts, and could only take some time out to accompany this girl, to make up for his feelings towards her.
Soon after, Ye Haochen returned to the Champs-elysées Villa District.
If she did not return home for a few days, who knows how angry that girl Xiao Yushu would be.
In the Situ Family.
The Situ Family was not the Situ Family, it was Situ Ruoxue's family. She was sitting together with her parents for dinner.
Taking the opportunity while his wife was in the kitchen, his father Situ Bo asked in a soft voice, "Xue'er, have you found the young man who saved your life in the past? How are you two doing? "
Situ Ruoxue rolled her eyes at his father, "Dad, why are you still gossiping about this? I've told you so many times, he's the parent of a student of mine.
However, Situ Bo disapproved and laughed: "I don't believe you. Daddy is a man, which man would be willing to sacrifice their own life to save a girl?"
Situ Ruoxue's face flushed red as she said snappily: "Dad, with how gossipy you are, you don't look like a doctor at all."
While talking, Situ Bo seemed to have thought of something, "Ah, that's right, how's the young master of the Zheng Family who always sends you flowers? Don't you have any feelings for him? "
Situ Ruoxue said truthfully: "Towards his persistence, I am both moved and guilty, but, I indeed do not feel anything for him."
Situ Bo chuckled: "My daughter, your father supports you. Where's the marriage? You have to find a man you truly love, I don't care if you're rich or poor."
Situ Ruoxue nodded and said happily: "Thank you, Father!"
She was also a father, but Lin Zhenye was currently forcing his daughter to stay.
The reason was so that he could persuade his daughter, Lin Xiaoxiao, to agree to the marriage with the Situ Family. As long as his daughter was willing to let him marry her, everything would be fine.
The answer he got was the same as what had happened in the past few days. His daughter Lin Xiaoxiao was enraged and rejected immediately, then slammed the door and left.
Lin Zhenye looked at his daughter who ran out and frowned. He said coldly: "Stinky Girl, then don't blame daddy for being impolite!"