C225 Cooking (1/2)

Song Jiayin was so shocked by the noise that she opened her blurry eyes, after coming back to her senses, she pushed Gong Yichen away and walked towards the kitchen door to see what had happened.

He saw the old man instructing his aunt to clean up the potted plants while he walked back to the living room and sat on the sofa.

The Old Gramps turned and saw Song Jiayin's blushing face, she smiled benevolently and said: ”It's alright, go busy yourselves. I'm still waiting to eat your good dishes, haha.”

”En...” ”Alright grandfather.”

Song Jiayin was so nervous that shshedidn't know how to reply. She thought that his grandfather definitely saw them playing in the kitchen, and the image of him in his grandfather's heart would definitely be gone. Then, he recalled his grandfather's expression when she saw Gong Yichen just having a kiss with him …

Song Jiayin was so ashamed that she could not show his face anymore. She quickly retreated back into the kitchen as she covered his face with her hands. Her hot cheeks hummed in a low voice, ”What should I do? How can I go out and meet grandpa …”

Gong Yichen laughed even more heartily. Seeing Song Jiayin acting so coquettishly, covering her face and acting so coquettishly to him, she really liked it the more she looked at her.

Gong Yichen secretly took out his phone to record this scene.

”Ka Cha”, the sound of the camera made Song Jiayin react, and she looked at Gong Yichen with his eyes wide opened.

”It's all your fault. If it wasn't for your grandfather who didn't see me, you would've just stole it instead of gloating over my misfortune.” Take my picture, quickly delete the picture! ”

With that, Song Jiayin extended her hand out towards Gong Yichen, wanting to snatch his hand.

However, Gong Yichen raised his phone gently, and Song Jiayin was unable to reach it no matter how hard she tried.

Song Jiayin was extremely helpless. She did not know what kind of medicine Gong Yichen had taken today, but she was constantly thinking of ways to play with her.

Seeing that the water in the wok had started to boil, Song Jiayin no longer bothered with him. She turned on the wok, scooped up a spoonful of soup and tried to taste it.

Song Jiayin was quite satisfied with the sour fish she made and prepared to scoop it up.

Gong Yichen moved closer, looked at the fish soup in the pot and said, ”Let me have a taste too.”

Song Jiayin glanced at Gong Yichen, and then passed a spoon of soup to Gong Yichen.

Gong Yichen opened his mouth and said: ”Feed me.”

Song Jiayin glared at Gong Yichen, and carefully passed the soup to him, ”Be careful, it's hot.” Song Jiayin instructed.

After cooking this sour fish, Song Jiayin prepared to cook a few more homemade fried vegetables. Seeing that Song Jiayin was still a little angry at him for what happened, Gong Yichen asked again to help her.

”Whatever, stop messing with me.” Song Jiayin said as she washed the vegetables.

”Alright, I'll help you wash it.” Gong Yichen took the vegetables from Song Jiayin's hands and helped her continue washing, then Song Jiayin walked to the other side to cut vegetables.

The couple quietly went about their business and did not speak any further.

”Oh yeah, did you come back to see my sister today?” Gong Yichen asked Song Jiayin as he remembered to ask.

”I saw it.” Song Jiayin said while cutting vegetables.

”Did she make things difficult for you?” Gong Yichen turned to look at Song Jiayin.