Ji Shao's sweetheart's vest fell off

Chapter 830

Gu Chuchu opened the closet, and there were two pieces of her pajamas hanging in the most eye-catching place. I don't know if the cleaning lady hung them up casually, or the owner of the room did it on purpose.

Suppressing the wild thoughts in her heart, Gu Chuchu grabbed her clothes, put them on, and walked out the door.

Ji Wenyan had already taken off his apron and sat down at the table. When he saw her come out, he waved and motioned for her to come over for dinner.

Gu Chuchu stood awkwardly at the door of the room and pinched the corner of her clothes, but when she thought of the untimely stomach growl just now, her momentum weakened half before she spoke.

He walked over honestly and sat down in front of the bowls and chopsticks that Ji Wenyan had set.

When I sat at the dinner table, the feeling of hunger was even higher.

Stir-fried bamboo shoots with sliced ​​meat, homemade tofu, three-color fish soup and stewed chicken soup with Hericium erinaceus, the delicate and light three dishes and one soup are wafting steaming steam, driving her to pick up the dishes and chopsticks to pick up the dishes on the table one by one to try Eat it, showing a satisfied expression.

Ji Wenyan silently served Gu Chuchu with vegetables and soup as she ate at the side, seeing her satisfied expression, the corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously.

When she was three-point full, Gu Chuchu slowed down her eating speed. This was a long-standing habit. She chewed her food carefully and did not overeat.

Even now, when she was the hungriest, she couldn't change it, except for the first two bites, she quickly slowed down.

Only then did she have the time to pay attention to Ji Wenyan. He sat on the side with a calm expression, but his hands kept moving, either adding two chopsticks of meat to her, or filling the soup bowl that was almost finished and putting it in her hand .

On the other hand, there wasn't even a drop of vegetable juice in his own rice bowl, and it was empty and cold, so Gu Chuchu couldn't help but put a chopstick in front of him and put shredded bamboo shoots in it.

Regarding this move, Ji Wenyan felt as if the lyre in his heart was suddenly plucked, his eyelashes trembled slightly, he stopped picking up vegetables for her, his chopsticks stretched towards the shredded bamboo shoots in the bowl, and picked them up gently, In addition to the salty and umami taste, he even tasted a faint sweet taste.

The dishes are made by himself, and of course he knows that there is no sugar or sweet seasoning.

It wasn't until Gu Chuchu finished picking up the dishes that she remembered that the two of them were still in the Cold War, and their behavior was as if she had compromised and bowed her head first.

So he became even more retaliatory and indifferent, ignoring Ji Wenyan.

Naturally, her small thoughts could not escape his eyes, but he was willing to tolerate her petty temper, as long as she was still willing to be by his side.

After eating, Ji Wenyan got up silently again to wash the dishes.

Gu Chuchu felt even more embarrassed now. It's fine to eat and live in other people's houses, and even engage in a cold war with them. He has to wash the dishes no matter what.

She struggled for a while and got up, walked into the kitchen and said in a low voice, "Let me wash the dishes."

"No need." Ji Wenyan only answered so lightly, and he had already rolled up his sleeves and started to fight against the dishes.

She didn't intend to tell him anymore, and walked over to try to squeeze Ji Wenyan away to finish washing by herself.

But before he reached his hands into the sink, he pinched his wrist.

"Washing the dishes hurts your hands. Go and clean up the table." Ji Wenyan looked out and motioned her to go out.

But the thumb on her wrist was rubbing back and forth, as if stroking a piece of fine warm jade.

(End of this chapter)