Greedy pleasure

"You didn't object, I thought you would."

Shu Chiye told the truth, when he pushed the shopping cart there, didn't she follow him happily?

Didn't he ask her when he took the steak and brisket?

Therefore, she really likes to eat, but she doesn't know how to cook it.

The imaginary steak dinner, tomato sirloin soup was not eaten.

After eating a pot of boiled dumplings, Yan Xiaomi almost didn't cry to show Shu Chiye.

Her reaction made him laugh angrily, "Zhibai said that you are very capable of taking care of yourself."

"In this day and age, as long as you have money, who doesn't have the ability to take care of yourself?" Yan Xiaomi asked back, "If you can't eat and spend money, there are restaurants, but the ability to take care of yourself doesn't mean you can cook."

It made sense, Shu Chiye raised his eyebrows, and looked at some of the ingredients that could not be put into the refrigerator.

"When you leave later, take all these things away, and it would be a waste to put them here."

Yan Xiaomi can't do it, and doesn't plan to learn it.

Hearing this, Shu Chiye frowned and finished eating the dumpling soup, then wiped his mouth with a tissue.

"Aren't you going to learn something?"

He doesn't like outside food very much, but he is usually too busy with work to have time to learn.

Yan Xiaomi drank the last drop of soup in the bowl. Although it was not tasty, her body was warm and comfortable.

She narrowed her eyes and looked at Shu Chiye, "I have fried the kitchen, and my brother-in-law won't let me touch these things when no one is around."

"It's simple, I'll come over to supervise you some time later, and you can touch it." Shu Chiye's tone was indifferent, with a serious look on his face to let Yan Xiaomi know that he was not joking.

But he didn't know that it was Yan Zhibai who forced her to learn cooking skills before, not wanting her to eat fast food outside all the time.

She didn't want to learn, so she deliberately blew up the kitchen, and then Yan Zhibai didn't allow her to go in.

Fast food is unhealthy, but not fatal.

"Isn't it okay not to learn?" she retorted.

Shu Chiye got up and put away the bowls and chopsticks of the two, "No, the things outside are not clean."

What does it have to do with him?

But Yan Xiaomi only dared to complain in her heart. Thinking of the public welfare live broadcast, she still needed Shu Chiye's help, so she could only let it go temporarily.

"Aren't you curious why I didn't fly to the South China Sea today?"

After finishing the dishes, Shu Chiye turned back to the dining room, and the warm-colored lights above his head shone on him.

The eight-pack abs under the shirt can be vaguely seen, looming.

"I heard from Yan Ke." He looked at her condescendingly, "And your live broadcast robbed the public welfare traffic, which caused the public welfare party to be furious, and the company faced compensation."

When Yan Xiaomi heard this, she stood up quickly, "Where did you get the compensation? This live broadcast was reached for free through an agreement between the two parties!"

"Ten minutes before the live broadcast started, Yan Ke personally went to sign with the public welfare party, and the person in charge was Wen An." Shu Chiye explained unhurriedly.

So, he set a trap for Wen An?

Yan Xiaomi's lips parted slightly, but she couldn't speak when she opened and closed several times.

After a while, she suddenly laughed, stretched out her hand and hooked the gap between the buttons of his shirt with her fingertips, pulled him to her, and wrapped her arms around his strong waist.

"Mr. Shu, are you venting your anger on me?"

She didn't hide her joy, she raised her head and chin against his chest, in this quiet room late at night, suddenly there was an emotion that he couldn't suppress.

A voice came out of his nasal cavity, "Yeah."

Monosyllable, but exceptionally magnetic.

He inserted his fingertips into the ends of her hair, raised his brows slightly and asked, "So, how are you going to thank me?"

"Then you came here tonight because you want me to thank you?" Yan Xiaomi's joy faded a little.

How did she forget?Their relationship is limited to this, and what he did...was also for her body?

An indescribable sense of loss surged in her heart, but she deliberately suppressed it.

She lowered her eyes slightly, and her curled eyelashes were thick and long, covering the frustration in those clear eyes.

But as if he could sense it, he tugged at the tie, unbuttoned two of the collar buttons, raised her chin with his cool fingertips, and bent over to cover her lips.

He doesn't talk much, but uses actions to show what Xie is.

Yan Xiaomi didn't refuse, the relationship between them was like this, she really helped her.

Suddenly her waist was clamped by a force, and she was sitting on the sideboard, a head taller than him.

He raised his head slightly, and placed a kiss on her lips, up to her chin, the white swan neck...