The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

Bai Lin opened his eyes and realized that Xiao Ting was actually being crushed by him, and he was staring at him with quite resentful eyes.

It turned out that just now when Xiao Ting saw Bai Lin slipping and falling, the figure of that little girl from back then appeared in front of his eyes again, his first reaction was to fly to save him, but after all his legs and feet were inconvenient, he just jumped out and became Bai Lin's flesh pad.

"How long will you hold on?"

Xiao Ting's voice was as cold as the Siberian air, and Bai Lin hurriedly stood up scrambling.

"I'm sorry, the soles of my feet are too slippery, thank you, Mr. Xiao."

He was indeed very guilty, because Xiao Ting also had good intentions and went up to help Xiao Ting back into the wheelchair.

Xiao Ting straightened out the wrinkles on his body, and didn't say any more.

Bai Lin felt that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, looked left and right, Xiao Ting didn't seem to be hurt anywhere.

Then why does it always look like a puffer fish is full of air?

"Mr. Xiao, where is your kitchen?"

Bai Lin blinked his eyes, Xiao Ting was stunned for a second by his pure and clean eyes, and then he pointed to the direction of the kitchen with his eyes.

The kitchen is very clean, and it seems that the nanny who usually works in Xiao's house is very careful.

Bai Lin was busy in front of the cooking table with full confidence, while Xiao Ting was sitting at the door, quietly watching him busy.

This house lacks fireworks, but it is gone now.

Mother had told Xiao Ting before that she hoped that he could find someone who would take care of others as soon as possible.

Xiao Ting was dissatisfied with Bai Lin before, because he had heard that the Bai family are all lazy masters, relying on connections to climb everywhere, but in fact they are still at the bottom.

But now, seeing that Bai Lin is cooking decently, chopping vegetables without shaking at all, adding oil without panic at all, he doesn't look like a novice at all.

Xiao Ting's eyes narrowed slightly——

He never promised to break off the engagement.

An hour later, Bai Lin brought two dishes and one soup to the table, and then thoughtfully pushed Xiao Ting to the side of the table.

"Qiang Qiang~ This is Hu spicy soup, it's delicious, but it's easy to get angry and you can't eat too much." Bai Lin opened the soup pot first, and immediately a scent of aroma came to his nostrils.

Xiao Ting, who never paid attention to his diet, felt a little bit hungry.

Bai Lin pointed at the two dishes again: "This is Peking duck and Fuliji roast chicken."

"What does Beijing mean?" Xiao Ting frowned slightly, "Fu Liji?"

"Emmmm..."

Bai Lin scratched his head, and suddenly found that it seemed difficult for him to explain these two place names. After all, these are names on the earth, and they don't exist on this plane at all.

"This is... I just made it up on my own. I will call them 'Delicious Chicken' and 'Delicious Duck' from now on."

Xiao Ting: ...

It had to be said that he had really bad taste in the name.

Under Bai Lin's expectant gaze, Xiao Ting picked up a piece of roast duck, wrapped some scallions and put it in the dough. After one bite, the aroma of the sauce spread, it was simply a delicacy in the world!

But Xiao Ting's face never showed too much fluctuation of expression, after all he is a calm person.

"How about it?"

Bai Lin asked Xiao Ting what he thought, but the latter ignored him at all, and sat down with two large plates of vegetables and a large pot of soup, and then put down his chopsticks without saying a word.

What does it mean?

Based on Bai Lin's understanding of Xiao Ting, if he is silent, it should mean "good".

Then he can pretend that Xiao Ting thinks the dishes he cooks are delicious, that's why he eats a big piece and there is no leftover?