It was naturally impossible for Shen Zhuowen to flatter Shen Zhuoxu, "Let's get together."

He had already spoken, so Jiang Zhimiao naturally wanted to stay.

Jiang Zhimiao cooked dishes for two people at noon, but if four people eat it, it is still not enough.

Rolling up his sleeves, Jiang Zhimiao was about to enter the kitchen.

Shen Zhuoxu said , " Sister Zhizhi, come over and play with me. Leave the cooking to my cousin."

Jiang Zhimiao's eyes stayed on Shen Zhuowen's face.

The man's expression didn't change at all, as if he hadn't heard what they were saying. Jiang Zhimiao hesitated for two seconds and then said , " Otherwise, I'll do it."

"No, let my cousin come." Shen Zhuoxu pouted and said arrogantly to Shen Zhuowen , " I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs, brother."

Shen Zhuowen glanced at her lightly, "Aren't you going to go out?"

Shen Zhuoxu was shocked and fell silent on the spot.

Waiting for Jiang Zhimiao to walk over, she dragged her into the house, then stamped her feet and snorted hard.

Jiang Zhimiao didn't enter the room and looked sideways.

Shen Zhuowen entered the kitchen and seemed to really want to cook.

Looking at that face, Jiang Zhimiao is somewhat incapable of imagination. At least in those romance novels, the bosses are always served by nannies and housekeepers, and rarely cook. To put it more closely, Fu Shaoyu is basically the same. You can't go down to the kitchen.

A few times, Jiang Zhimiao cooked the food and ate a bowl of noodles.

Otherwise, it’s a choice between ordering takeout and going hungry.

In such a comparison, Shen Zhuowen has many more skills than Fu Shaoyu.

Jiang Zhimiao and Shen Zhuoxu were sitting in the room.

Shen Zhuoxu kept telling stories about how her boyfriend made steamed rice rolls for her to make her feel the warmth of home.

Jiang Zhimiao paused, but finally couldn't hold it back, so she interrupted Shen Zhuoxu and brought the topic to the Shen family and her relationship with Shen Zhuowen.

Shen Zhuowen is the third eldest child in the family. He has a sister and brother above him, but they don't seem to have much interest in the Shen family's domestic industry. One of them has either flown abroad, and the other has become a doctor.

As for Shen Zhuoxu, he was sent abroad a few years ago and just came back.

Jiang Zhimiao asked , " So your father and Mr. Shen's father are brothers?"

Shen Zhuoxu thought for a while and explained that her father and Shen Zhuoxu's mother were sisters. Shen Zhuoxu took his mother's surname, while her father was a daughter-in-law. Her father was the younger brother of Shen Zhuoxu's mother, so she was called her cousin.

However, she couldn't understand the names of these relatives, so she just listened to them.

Jiang Zhimiao was deep in thought. She wanted to say something else, but she saw Shen Zhuoxu suddenly coming forward and lying on her knees.

Jiang Zhimiao was startled and subconsciously stepped back.

Shen Zhuoxu asked , " Aren't you curious about how many women my brother has?"

Jiang Zhimiao was startled and shook his head.

Seeing her firm attitude, Shen Zhuoxu looked a little disappointed. She muttered , " I originally wanted to tell you about my brother's preferences and his past gossip. Why are you so uninterested in him? Is it me?" Brother is too old, do you dislike it?”

Jiang Zhimiao , "... " This time she shook her head faster.

Shen Zhuoxu thought Jiang Zhimiao didn't dare to say anything, so he moved closer. She was well protected by the Shen family, and her eyes were full of innocence and childishness.

She leaned close to Jiang Zhimiao and whispered , " It's okay. Just tell me, he won't be angry. This is the one he likes."

Jiang Zhimiao raised his eyes and looked at Shen Zhuoxu doubtfully.

She didn't understand her words.

Why does Shen Zhuowen like this one of hers?

Moreover, she didn't think Shen Zhuowen would like her, after all, there was an arrogant and domineering tenderness as an example.

At this moment, the entrance door opened.

Chanyu didn't even change his shoes. When he stepped in the door, he said , " Brother Shen, I'm here."

Following closely, he almost shouted the names of everyone in the room.

Although Jiang Zhimiao and Shen Zhuoxu were in the room, the door was not closed tightly, and they could hear Shan Yu calling them outside the door.

Then, the corridor was heavily stepped on.

The door is opened.

Jiang Zhimiao looked up and saw Shanyu in a sweatshirt.

He walked in carelessly and sat in front of them, "What are the two princesses talking about?"

Jiang Zhimiao looked at Shen Zhuoxu by mistake. Not everyone could listen to the topic they just talked about.

Shen Zhuoxu was a little more outgoing than Jiang Zhimiao. She laughed , " Since I'm a princess, of course it's the princess's whisper."

Shan Yu could only look at Jiang Zhimiao helplessly, his slightly round dog eyes flashing with pleading eyes.

"elder sister--"

Just a second after he finished speaking, Jiang Zhimiao stood up suddenly, walking hastily, "I'm going to help Mr. Shen."

Jiang Zhimiao couldn't stand someone calling him that.

When she walked out of the room and came to the restaurant, she realized that her reaction was a bit loud.

Rubbing his face, Jiang Zhimiao walked into the kitchen and saw a man standing in the kitchen, his face lowered, his expression serious and focused, and his demeanor extraordinary. The pot in front of him didn't look like a pot, but a very important and needed one. Documents to be processed immediately.

Jiang Zhimiao was in a daze for a moment, then she stepped forward and said, "Mr. Shen."

Shen Zhuowen didn't look at her and asked , " Why did you come out?"

Jiang Zhimiao said truthfully , " Chanyu was playing with Miss Shen, so I came out first."

Shen Zhuowen hummed, pointed to the dishes placed on one side, and said, "Bring it to the table."

Jiang Zhimiao looked in the direction of his finger. It was the dish Jiang Zhimiao cooked for lunch today. There was also a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs next to it. At first glance, it was copied by Shen Zhuowen.

Full of color and fragrance.

She put the dishes on the table and turned to look at Shen Zhuowen.

The man was making the last soup, and when he saw the pressure cooker rising into the sky, he turned down the heat with one hand, added salt, chicken essence, chopped green onions, etc., and then stirred it slowly and slowly with a spoon.

Jiang Zhimiao subconsciously went over and planned to bring the last portion of soup.

His big, sharp-jointed hands held her wrists down, and he raised his eyes to meet hers.

At the same time, there was a warm touch on my lips, and a fresh fragrance floated into my nose.

Jiang Zhimiao paused and heard the man say , " Open your mouth."

She opened her mouth and tasted the soup.

Moderate saltiness, just right.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and his lips were dyed crystal red by the different shades of soup. Jiang Zhimiao unconsciously raised his face and looked up at Shen Zhuowen in front of him. He did not hesitate to praise, "It tastes good." ”

"Really?" he asked.

Jiang Zhimiao nodded.

The next second, the man's body suddenly lowered, and the shadow came closer to her face.

Lips and tongues entangled, sliding into the tips of teeth.

Jiang Zhimiao whimpered twice and fell back uncontrollably. Her other hand supported the kitchen table. Shen Zhuowen grabbed Jiang Zhimiao's waist, hugged her into her arms, and deepened the kiss.

For a long, long time, I was almost out of breath.

The tips of his ears were dyed red, and Jiang Zhimiao's body gradually leaned against Shen Zhuowen, completely limp.

The man's voice was hoarse , " It's not bad."

The next moment, Jiang Zhimiao was startled by Shen Zhuoxu's loud voice, "Brother, there are so many guests at home, do I want to serve at the table?"

Footsteps followed closely behind.

Shanyu walked out of the corridor, his eyes looked at Shen Zhuowen who was standing upright, and said , " After all, Zhizhi is here today, otherwise I want to untie Zhuoxu."

It's just that this statement obviously has no confidence.

Shen Zhuowen said , " Come here and serve the meal."

Chanyu , " Dele,"

He walked quickly into the kitchen and was slightly startled when he passed by Jiang Zhimiao.

"Zhizhi, why is your face red?"