Chapter 50 (1/2)

”Go down to dinner.” Then he took the lead.

”Dinner? Is it a takeout An Ge'er asked casually.

Bo Yan walked down the stairs in front of him. His voice was light and he had no emotion. ”I never order takeout.”

An Ge Er picked the next eyebrow, did not think much.

But I'm glad he didn't hurt her, otherwise she really didn't know how to make uncle devil fall in love with me to face her uncle

Fortunately, it's just a novel. After all, there are some taboo love between uncles and nephews in the world

When Angela went downstairs and saw the food on the table, she was shocked.

Chicken curry, steak, broccoli, and pasta.

The color is bright, the dish color is exquisite, an Ge'er feels a sudden appetite.

”Uncle, are you doing all this?”

She seemed to ask inadvertently, but she rubbed her hands and salivated secretly.

In the hospital this period of time to eat insipid, long greedy, in front of the food greatly stimulated the taste buds, an Ge'er stretched out his hand just to the curry chicken, the next moment his little hand was impolitely patted, ”wash your hands first.”

An Ge'er stares at him with pain, but the latter is indifferent.

She ran to wash her hands. When she came back, she found her uncle was not at the table. She ate and ate by herself. After a while, she smelled a faint fragrance in the air, which made her eyes round and smelled it immediately.

She was stunned by the scene in front of her.

In the kitchen, he has changed into brown casual pants and white striped shirt. He is simple and clean, but clear and handsome. His body is long and straight. One hand slides into his trouser pocket and the other slender hand is holding a spoon to cook soup.

Elegant but serious and elegant.

His side face is perfect to the extreme. His skin is like jade, and his black broken hair is hanging on his forehead. These simple actions, simple scenes, make people's heart thump.

An Ge Er never thought, uncle, he is so People of high status actually cook by themselves, and they seem to be very skilled. They obviously feel incredible, but they have no sense of disobedience.

I think she has no doubt about who cooked the food.

He put on the purple clay pot cover, eyelid son also did not lift, ”see enough?”

An Ge Er hears the voice, realizes what he is saying, immediately big embarrassment, run back in dismay.

My cheeks were suddenly hot and hot.

It's really not that she was stunned again. She remembers that someone once said, ”when a man cooks, he looks the most handsome and sexiest.” at that time, she just sniffed at it. But now that she saw the way her uncle cooked, she felt that this sentence was like a tailor-made one for him.

That's right!

It's really easy to make people crazy!

Feeling uncle came to sit down, Angela quickly buried his head low eating pasta, don't want to let uncle find his just strange.

”Look up.”

He said suddenly.

Yeah!?

An Ge'er action a stagnation, hesitated for a moment, or eyes raised to look at him.

Bo Yan looked at her, but slightly closed his eyebrows. Then he stretched out his slender fingers and pinched her jaw. In his other hand, he took a napkin and wiped the oil stains on her face gently and little by little.

The touch under the finger belly is delicate and tender, and his eyes are deep, and his movements are more gentle.