Little Ancestor, she is the apex of the top gangsters

Chapter 119 I Can Cook, You Just Be Your Mrs. Chi
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Being disturbed by Ye Fanshuang, Lu Jinmi definitely couldn't finish the meal. Lu Jinmi accepted the necklace Chi Yan gave him, but he was ashamed to make him hungry. Finally, he asked Chi Yan to drive to the supermarket, bought some vegetables and came back to plan for her to eat. He cooks for Chi Yan himself.

A certain Mr. Chi, who didn't know Lu Jinmi's real cooking skills, curled his lips, he was in a happy mood, his eyes were slightly bright, and he looked expectant.

Until an hour later, Chi Yan sat on the sofa and listened to the sound of "ping-pong, ping-pong", and pressed his forehead amusedly.

He put down his phone, poked his head a little worried, "Mimi?"

"Ah? Say it."

"Can you..." Chi Yan hesitated to speak, "Can you do it?"

"I..." Lu Jinmi hadn't finished speaking when another "boom—" sounded.

It was the sound of a glass shattering to the ground.

Chi Yan subconsciously dropped his phone and ran over.

The kitchen was smoky, the ground was in a mess, and the trash cans were full of black, mushy food, it was simply horrible.

He looked at Lu Jinmi and asked eagerly, "Have you met anywhere?"

"No." Lu Jinmi muttered and shook his head, and patted his forehead angrily, "Why am I so stupid, I can't even cook, how can I support you in the future..."

Hearing this, Chi Yan smiled softly, hugged her from behind, and rested his chin on her neck.

"Baby, I can cook, and I will support you. You just need to be Mrs. Chi."

His voice was gentle, low-pitched, supple and warm, which made her heart beat.

As if seduced by Chi Yan's voice, she nodded in a daze.

Then I felt a sudden void under my body, and was picked up by Chi Yanheng's waist, and placed on the sofa.

With his hands on the back of the chair, he lowered his head and kissed her forehead, spraying his warm breath on her face, "Wait for me obediently, I'll cook for you."

Lu Jinmi nodded obediently.

After Chi Yan walked into the kitchen, Lu Jinmi picked up a pillow and hugged it in his arms, overjoyed.

She covered her face in the pillow, like a shy little girl.

Lu Jinmi raised his head, picked up the cup on the coffee table and took a sip, the corners of his lips could not stop rising.
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Chi Yan moved very quickly, and the meal was ready in less than half an hour.

Still wearing an apron, he stood by the table and waved to her, "Little girl, come here."

"Huh?" Lu Jinmi looked up.

Seeing the table full of her favorite food, she couldn't help swallowing, and then ran over barefoot.

Seeing this, Chi Yan frowned.

When the little girl came over, he held her back by the collar and said with a sullen face, "Why don't you wear shoes."

The little girl smiled sweetly at him, "I forgot."

That smile almost melted Chi Yan's heart.

It doesn't matter if Lu Jinmi is wrong or not.

Reluctantly, she walked over and brought the slippers, and squatted on the ground to put them on for her.

The generous big man grasped her white ankle, and the other hand held a pink slipper that was incompatible with her whole personality.

Lowering his head, he carefully put it on for the little girl.

He stood up, wiped his hands with a tissue, and took off his apron by the way.

The whole movement is done in one go, gentle and elegant.

He sat down and handed the chopsticks to Lu Jinmi, "Eat."

Lu Jinmi eats quietly when he is free.

Her hair was pinned behind her ears, her porcelain doll-like face was lowered, and her eyelashes fluttered.

Chi Yan put down the bowl and chopsticks after taking two bites.

The girl in front of him was so beautiful, his mind was no longer on eating, and he had already traveled seventy-eight thousand miles.

　Brother Yan: Just be your Mrs. Chi with peace of mind.
　　Mimi: I’m afraid that my mother-in-law will dislike me and won’t cook ╭(╯^╰)╮

　　Brother Yan: To be honest, my mother can’t cook either.

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