Ji Shao's sweetheart's vest fell off

Chapter 398 Ji Wenyan's Room
Barefoot on the ground, a pair of fluffy white slippers are neatly placed beside the bed.

Gu Chuchu smelled the familiar voice in the air and asked, Gu Chuchu smiled, put on her slippers, felt the furry touch tickle her feet, her heart was soft.

The moment she woke up, she knew that this place should be Ji Wenyan's house. His fresh smell, which was neither cologne nor aromatherapy, could be found in every corner of the room.

Looking at the corner of the quilt on her lap, Gu Chuchu couldn't help pulling it up and smelling it. It smelled of sunshine and Ji Wenyan.

Thinking of falling asleep on Ji Wenyan's bed, Gu Chuchu couldn't help feeling excited and shy. This was the first time she had come to Ji Wenyan's house.

Coincidentally, the doorknob was turned all the time, and when Gu Chuchu found out, it was too late to put down the quilt, so she could only hold it in her hand and stare blankly at the person at the door.

Ji Wenyan saw Chuchu sitting on the edge of the bed at first glance, wearing slippers, smelling the smell on his quilt with a face full of intoxication, the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously, and he put his arms on the door and laughed: "Chuchu is just like that like me?"

Gu Chuchu also knew that her slut-like behavior was seen, and her heart was a little broken, but her face was still calm: "What, I like you."

"Isn't it? If you don't like me, why don't you let go of my quilt?" Ji Wenyan always knew how to arouse Gu Chuchu's shame.

Sure enough, Gu Chuchu looked down at the smooth silk quilt in her hand, and threw it aside indifferently: "I just woke up and was about to take the quilt away when you came in."

Ji Wenyan looked at her serious and forceful explanation, and didn't say anything, but couldn't help but said with a smile: "I made some porridge, come and taste it." He knew that he couldn't bully people too hard, otherwise he would suffer own up.

Gu Chuchu escaped from Ji Wenyan's room as if she had been pardoned, and smelled a fragrance as soon as she walked out the door.

"It smells so good, what kind of porridge do you make?" Gu Chuchu remembered that when Ji Wenyan delivered the soup last time, he said that he learned how to stew soup because his mother likes to drink soup, why can he cook it now? How about porridge?
The two came to the dining table, and there were four exquisite plates on the table, including porridge, shredded bamboo shoots, mountain mushrooms, smoked oysters, etc. On the placemats on both sides, there were two gold-rimmed bowls and Gold-plated chopsticks and spoons.

Gu Chuchu picked up the chopsticks a little amusedly and said, "I didn't expect Mr. Ji to like this luxurious local tyrant style?"

Ji Wenyan smiled softly: "My mother bought this for me. She said it was to let the future daughter-in-law see the strength of our family, so that she can have a child with confidence, and it doesn't matter how much she saves." At that time, with porridge in his hand, he didn't forget to look at Gu Chuchu.

Gu Chuchu realized that she was being molested again, pouted her mouth, took the porridge bowl and stopped talking.

Picking up the spoon and taking a sip of the fragrant porridge, the grains of flowering rice mixed with the sweetness of scallions and shrimps greatly increased Gu Chuchu's appetite.

"This porridge is really delicious. Does your mother like porridge too?" Gu Chuchu asked casually.

Ji Wenyan paused his porridge bowl, put down the porridge bowl, squeezed into the chair where Gu Chuchu was sitting, looked at her and said, "I learned the soup for my mother, and I learned the porridge for you."

(End of this chapter)