Chatper 107 (1/2)

Su Ziyue took the remote control and switched channels casually, and somehow switched to a channel that was broadcasting food programs.

The above is talking about a recipe of scallion oil fish without pepper.

Su Ziyue was engrossed in watching it, when there was a sound from the entrance.

Su Ziyue turned her head to look, and saw Qin Muchen walking over with the coat in his hand.

"You're back." Su Ziyue narrowed her eyes and looked at him with a smile.

With a suit jacket in his arms, Qin Muchen walked towards her with a calm expression. When he walked up to her, he turned his head and glanced at the TV screen.

Then, he asked her aloud, "Want to eat this?"

"No, no." Su Ziyue held the remote control in her hand and blinked her eyes. She was actually a little curious about cooking.

Qin Muchen stared at her for two seconds, then suddenly leaned down, propped his hands on the edge of the sofa, sucked on her lips, and said softly, "Wait."

He put his coat on the sofa, turned and went to the kitchen.

Su Ziyue touched her lips, her cheeks flushed slightly, when he made intimate moves with her, he always seemed to be very natural and accustomed to it.

Turning to look at his back, thoughtful, wait?

What are you waiting for?

When it was time to eat, she understood what Qin Muchen meant. When he said wait, he was waiting for him to cook that dish for her.

Holding the chopsticks, Su Ziyue's eyes fell on the fish covered by the green shallots, feeling deeply moved in her heart.

Except for her father, no one has ever treated her better than Qin Muchen.

"Ready to eat with your mind?"

Seeing that she hadn't moved her chopsticks, Qin Mushen looked up at her, picked out a fishbone for her, and put a piece of fish meat into her bowl.

From speaking to putting the fish in her bowl, Qin Muchen had no special expression on his face.

Su Ziyue lowered her head a little, stuffed the fish he put in her bowl into her mouth, and continued his question just now, and said kindly: "Next time, you can try cooking with your mind."

The fish meat is extremely smooth and tender, not fishy at all, and there is no chili pepper. She has always been addicted to spicy food, but she also finds it very delicious.

After Su Ziyue finished eating, she stuck her chopsticks in again.

Qin Mu raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and his voice suddenly became lower: "I may not be able to cook with my mind, but..."

When he said this, he suddenly stopped, and Su Ziyue looked up at him because he didn't understand: "Huh?"

"I can use my mind to make the temperature higher." Qin Muchen's eyes locked on her tightly, and the color of his eyes darkened.

Su Ziyue glanced at him, obviously not believing his words.

Qin Muchen just smiled inscrutablely and didn't care.

...

After dinner, Su Ziyue pushed him upstairs and asked him to take a shower, while she cleaned up the dishes downstairs.