gossip wife

Chapter 975

She was a little dazed for a while, seeing his skillful movements, she knew that he had done these things before, but it was incompatible with what he was doing now when it was related to his identity.

In the end, she still didn't know what kind of person he was. She saw him as a man with two faces. On the one hand, he was a dude that everyone saw, and on the other hand, there was a team with powerful skills that others didn't see.

"I'll be embarrassed if you look at me like that." The man who really roasted wolf legs suddenly said.

Xiangyu came back to his senses, feeling a little uncomfortable for staring at him for a moment, coughed lightly, got up and walked over, and sat down by the fire: "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"It's just two things that I can handle."

Xiang Yu looked at the wolf's leg. He had already removed the hair. After being roasted for a while, it smelled like barbecued meat. He also used a knife to cut a few slits on the leg to facilitate quick roasting.

"It seems that Master Heng's cooking skills are good?" She just said casually.

But he smiled and said to her: "You are right, when we get out of here, I will cook for you every day."

Xiang Yu was slightly stunned by his words, and suddenly raised her eyes to meet his unusually deep and meaningful eyes, her heart seemed to miss a beat, a strange feeling swayed in her chest, she felt a little hasty He hurriedly looked away and returned to his cold look: "Let's talk about it after we get out of here."

He smiled lightly, turned around and continued to roast his wolf legs, and seemed not worried at all that he would not be able to get out of here. The wolf legs were strung on a wooden stick, and he took back the wooden stick and smelled the roasted legs that were a little oily: "It's almost ok gone."

"As the young master of a wealthy family, he shouldn't be able to do this kind of rough work." She stirred the boiled porridge.

"Didn't this young master say that he had the same childhood as you?" He casually dropped this sentence.

Xiang Yu stopped and looked at him sideways: "Then do you want to say that your childhood was as bad as mine, and you had to train every day?"

He also turned to look at her, with a naughty smile on his face: "Starting to care about my affairs? Do you really want to know? I'll tell you what I want to know. I haven't told other women about these things. .”

Xiang Yu gave him a white look, as if she was so special to him.

"Isn't it just a bit of childhood nonsense? It's so sacred that others can't know it at will. If you don't want to tell me, you don't need to tell me. I don't need to be a special case." She was a little worried, afraid that if she knew too much about him, she would marry him I can't get involved.

"But I think you're a special case." He answered quickly, but she didn't speak for a moment, but just met his eyes like that, the complex light suddenly bursting into his eyes was a bit scorching, and she seemed to be a little difficult to breathe.

"Forget it, I don't want to know, don't tell me." She lowered her eyes, she found that her emotions were too much affected by him, and her heart was no longer as calm as before, which made her inexplicably panic.

Zhuo Yiheng still had that meaningful smile on his lips, and continued to flip the wolf leg in his hand. After looking away, he seemed to start talking on his own: "Actually, my childhood was different from what you imagined. There are fine clothes and fine food, but..." He paused, his eyes were a little distracted, his tone was not as relaxed as usual, and his tone was a little faint: "Who would have thought that the most unclean place is a resplendent mansion?"

(End of this chapter)