Looking at Luo Wan walking towards the kitchen, Ye Feimo raised his eyebrows in surprise, not expecting her to be so docile.

This time, he actually didn’t resist and just obeyed his own words so obediently?

However, he really hoped that she could refuse...

In this way, he can have a good "feast".

Thinking about it, Ye Feimo put down the magazine in his hand and walked towards the kitchen. When he walked in, he saw her taking out various ingredients and starting to cook.

He didn't bother, and just leaned on the decorative table outside the kitchen, casting his eyes lazily on her, watching her cooking.

Luo Wan didn't bother to pay attention to him, lowered her head and focused on the matter in hand.

Her movements are very neat and skillful. She washes vegetables, cuts vegetables, prepares dishes, prepares materials and condiments, all in one go. On the long white cooking table, there are many dishes arranged in a messy and orderly manner, with the dishes she has processed inside.

of dishes.

Luo Wan's movements were very methodical and elegant, her hands kept moving, but she didn't make any noisy noise.

Looking at her slender back, occasionally turning around to get something next to Ye Feimo, doing everything busily and seriously, Ye Feimo was in a trance again.

When she does things quietly and seriously, her frowning eyebrows will relax, and the proud and cold corners of her lips will soften, so that she looks no different from a year ago.

The two of them just watched and acted like this, without anyone disturbing the other.

…

After a while, Luo Wan washed her beautiful hands, arranged everything in the kitchen, returned it to its original place, and then brought out a few dishes and a soup.

The food was not bad, Ye Feimo only took a glance at it and raised his lips with satisfaction.

However, what made Ye Feimo even more happy was that she actually helped her set the dishes and chopsticks, and also helped him fill a bowl of fragrant soup.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at the soup bowl she handed over, his dark eyes flashing like jade.

The two sat down, and Luo Wan said nothing more and ate her own food quietly.

She had a good tutor since she was a child, and her behavior, food, and tea were all taught by someone from the past.

Therefore, she ate very gracefully, with regular movements, her body was straight, her head was slightly lowered, and she drank the soup without making any sound. There was no crisp sound of collision between bowls, chopsticks, and spoons, and she chewed slowly and silently.

Everything is quiet.

Even though he knew that he acted just like her when eating, Ye Feimo still couldn't move his eyes away from her.

His eyes fell on her slightly drooped eyelids, and then on her drinking soup with a spoon. He watched the white spoon touch her seductive lips, and took a gentle sip on her cherry lips.

Ye Feimo felt that his throat was dry, as if it was on fire. He wanted to hold her moist lips and bite them hard to see if any sweet juice would overflow.

.

He couldn't watch it any longer, otherwise, he really wasn't sure if he could hold it back.

He also lowered his eyes, picked up the soup bowl with the tips of his long fingers, scooped up some steaming thick soup with a spoon and put it in his mouth.

Ye Feimo pursed his lips lightly, and then his expression suddenly changed... He almost couldn't hold back a mouthful of it.

This... what kind of soup is this?

It was obvious that there was too much salt, or in other words, it was all salt. The soup in his mouth was already so salty and bitter!
Chapter completed!