Fall in love, Mr. Xi!

Chapter 987 Sweet time between you and me (48)

Just when he was about to answer, the scene of Mu Chuqiu busy in the kitchen suddenly appeared in his mind.

If he agreed, wouldn't Xiaoqiu's work be in vain?
Besides, he is not the kind of person who eats and drinks.

Seeing his hesitation, Lin Yun continued, "It's probably inconvenient to cook in your house. Let's do more, so you won't have to worry about it."

Li Zhenhai also echoed: "Yes, anyway, everyone eats together at night, so it's okay if you don't do it."

Xi Jingshen's handsome face flashed unnaturally, "Thank you, no need, our side is almost ready. I just came to take a look, by the way..."

"President Xi, if you have something to say, you might as well speak up." Li Zhenhai saw his strangeness.

bother you for something.

Not to mention someone like Mr. Xi.

They are not on the same road as Mr. Xi and his side. It would be too far-fetched to say that they were passing by.

"I stopped by to excuse the pot."

When saying this, Xi Jingshen was somewhat uncomfortable.

I only borrowed money from the program crew a few days ago, but today I am reduced to borrowing money.

He was a little upset.

Both Li Zhenhai and his wife were surprised: "Borrow the pot?"

Xi Jingshen looked at the kitchen, and said awkwardly: "Do you have any extra or temporarily unused pots here?"

"Yes!" Lin Yun wiped her hands with her apron, and took the pot for Xi Jingshen, "Don't you even have a pot in your house? This program group is too much..."

Talking to the photographer on behalf of the program group, said: People are working hard, and the blame comes from the sky.

It was obviously President Xi who broke it himself, and we don't take the blame for it!
"Ahem." Xi Jingshen coughed twice to hide his embarrassment, "It was originally there, but later... it accidentally broke."

The program team protested one after another, complaining frantically: Mr. Xi, where's your face?What about conscience?

Your so-called carelessness is too careless, right?

After successfully borrowing the pot, Xi Jingshen finally felt a little better.

Carrying the pot all the way, he rushed back to the wooden house at a speed of [-] meters.

Mu Chuqiu was busy in the room, when he heard familiar footsteps, followed by a man's familiar voice: "Honey, I'm back. I borrowed the pot."

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At six o'clock in the evening, the sun was setting.

Afterglow came in through the window and fell on the two people who were busy in the kitchen.

Mu Chuqiu was in charge of the cook, and Xi Jingshen was helping.

The scene is very warm.

By the time the last dish was out of the pan, the sky had already darkened.

Mu Chuqiu untied his apron, looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction: "It's done."

The color, fragrance and taste!
Simply perfect.

A few minutes later, the two packed up and went out.

Mu Chuqiu walked ahead with a plate of dishes in one hand and a flashlight in the other.

Xi Jingshen's hands were not idle either, they both carried dishes and followed behind Mu Chuqiu, the two of them walked over to the house of Li Zhenhai and his wife one after the other.

By the time they arrived, others had already arrived.

A long table was set up in the huge courtyard, and the dishes cooked by the other two pairs of guests were already placed on the table, which was rich in both meat and vegetables.

When Tang Jiayi, who was arranging the bowls and chopsticks, saw Xi Jingshen's appearance, his eyes lit up, and an imperceptible admiration appeared in his eyes.

"Boss Xi, I'll help you." She stepped forward, ready to take the food from Jingshen Xi.

"No need." Xi Jingshen walked around her to the table with a cold tone, "I don't like women other than my wife getting too close to me, please keep a distance from me."

Hearing the sound, Tang Jiayi was embarrassed.

I didn't expect him to refuse her in full view, and to speak so directly and hurt people.

(End of this chapter)