An Jing thought of the blue and white porcelain, thought of the acting, and thought of his scoundrel, really, his heart seemed to be locked by a lock, locking all his anger, helplessness, and resentment inside, and he was uncomfortable.

Gu Yuxuan saw that her body was stiff, his gaze moved to her upturned buttocks, raised his eyebrows, and there was a misty color in his eyes.

"I don't mind if you can't afford it...... Meat, compensated. ”

"Whew." An Jing let out a long breath and looked back, meeting his evil eyes.

This man is obviously good-looking and makes people scream, and he is noble in his gestures.

An Jing also knows that he is very rich, powerful, powerful, and has a lot of women who like him, as long as he says a word, there will be a truckload of women waiting for him to favor him, why does he have to tease her!

An Jing didn't believe it, he really wanted her, and said with a negative anger: "Okay." ”

Gu Yuxuan paused, a surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he was a little disappointed, and asked, "You agree?" ”

An nodded, and said lightly: "There is nothing to disagree with, do you want to eat braised pork or beef, say it, and I will help you make it immediately." ”

Gu Yuxuan's eyes dimmed for a moment, he didn't understand what his excitement was just now, what excitement was, stared at her elegant eyes, pursed his lips, went out, and threw down a sentence, "Since you want meat, pay for it, okay, give me a taste, I see what I like to eat?" ”

An Jing felt that he was also teasing her with this sentence.

He shot in seconds, why is he still so energetic, can't he practice it and take advantage of it verbally?

An Jing was irritable, and the noise crackled.

What a nasty man.

Half an hour later, she came out of the kitchen and cooked braised pork, fried tomatoes and eggs, and fish soup and sausages.

In France, authentic Shanghainese cuisine is rarely eaten.

Wu'an is close to Shanghai, and the taste is somewhat similar and sweet.

An Jing followed Chen Meijia when she was a child, and after Chen Meijia's health became worse and worse, An Jing took care of her.

An Yixi assigned a nanny to the family and also came back to see Chen Meijia, but Chen Meijia liked An Jing's food the most, so An Jing often cooked and cooked good dishes.

Perhaps, this is the reason why the children of the poor are in charge of the family at an early age.

Gu Yuxuan tasted a piece of braised pork, which was tender and juicy, sweet and not greasy, and delicious.

Very much to his taste.

Although An Jing didn't like him, he made the meals by himself, and he also wanted to know his evaluation and looked at him.

Gu Yuxuan didn't comment, but after eating two bowls of rice, his appetite looked good.

An Jing was also comforted.

After the meal, An Jing went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Gu Yuxuan leaned against the wall, looked at An Jing's back, and asked, "How is your review writing?" ”

An Jing: "......"

Fortunately, she was full, otherwise, she would definitely have indigestion.

She wiped her hands, went back to the room and took a piece of paper, and handed it to Gu Yuxuan.

When Gu Yuxuan saw it, he smiled and said teasingly: "Your review book is not sincere at all, what you write is all." ”

"I'm not sincere, I won't be sincere, Professor, you teach me." An Jing deliberately provoked.

Gu Yuxuan saw the sparkling color in her eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and said lightly: "Okay, go get paper and pen." ”

An Jing really didn't expect that he would teach her to write in person.

She was lying on the table, and he was standing behind her, one hand propped up on the chair, the other on the table, staring at her paper.

Because it was so close, An Jing could smell his breath, with the scent of shower gel and shampoo.