Chapter 1577 (2/2)

Zhou Ye couldn't help but smile when he heard Cai Yan's belly call... ”It just so happens that the food is ready, it's better to have a meal!”

With that said, Zhou Ye was about to get up and serve the meal.

However, he was held down by Cai Yan.

”Mr. Don’t move, my concubine is here to serve my husband!!” Cai Yan said, stood up, carefully took out a wooden stick from the firewood piled up next to him, and wanted to give the iron pot hanging from the campfire. Pick it up...

It is a pity that the weight of the iron pan is a bit too heavy for her.

Moreover, the way she picked the wok was wrong. When she picked the wok with the head of the wooden stick, the weight she could bear increased almost geometrically.

Just as she just picked up the iron pan and before leaving the campfire, she couldn't hold on anymore...

With a flick of his wrist, the iron pan fell towards the campfire.”what--!”

Seeing this situation, Zhou Ye was speechless for a while... He did not rush to use his thought power to stop the dinner that was about to fall into the bonfire... He sighed, and said, ”Okay, stop calling... it's me. Come and serve...”

Hearing Zhou Ye's words, Cai Yan was ashamed...

She felt so useless for the first time.

To be honest, she is not to blame...

She was born in a scholarly family since she was a child, naturally it is impossible for her to do such a rough job.

Saying that she has no power to bind the chicken, she is complimenting her...

It wasn't until Zhou Ye prepared the seafood porridge and placed it in front of her, Cai Yan said with some embarrassment: ”Sir, I'm sorry, my concubine is rude...”

”Haha...” Zhou Ye smiled, noncommittal.

Faced with this situation, Cai Yan didn't know what to say.

Talk to Zhou Ye about rhythm??On ancient and modern??

Forget it, if this gentleman doesn't like the rhythm, wouldn't it be self-defeating??

However, without talking about the rhythm, Cai Yan didn't know what to say for a while.

After all, she is a talented woman, but not a woman who is good at talking.

After all, she was just fifteen years old this year.

In such an embarrassing atmosphere, Cai Yan picked up the pottery bowl Zhou Ye had placed in front of her, and gently scooped a spoonful of fragrant seafood porridge with a spoon, then put it into his mouth after blowing it cool.

In an instant, she was conquered by the deliciousness of the seafood porridge in her mouth.

”The meals that Mr. cooks are truly exquisite...” Cai Yan couldn't help but admire.

”If you like to eat, I will often make it for you in the future!!” Zhou Ye smiled.

”...” Cai Yan was delighted when he heard Zhou Ye's words.

Zhou Ye's implication just now was that he had already planned to bring her by his side.

How can this not make Cai Yan happy?

Don't say anything stupid such as empathy just after taking off your new wedding dress.