Although he clearly demonstrated how to swing the knife, handle the hand and exert force, Lin Ya never understood the essentials. The potato slices cut out were not only of different thicknesses, but even half of each slice was as thick as a finger, and half of it was as thin as a piece of paper.

As a post-90s Lin Ya was originally curious, hot, and self-esteem was not allowed to be violated, just when she was about to slash the innocent potato in front of her in two to vent her anger, a pair of big hands behind her back stopped her atrocity in time.

"No one can do something perfect in a short period of time. Be patient. While speaking, He Hongxun leaned down his tall body slightly, pressed Lin Ya's body from behind, and after controlling the strength of his hand, he began to cut it with an accurate knife.

His left hand pressed against her left hand, holding the round potato steadily, not so hard that it hurt her hand, but she could clearly feel the hard callus in his palm that had been with firearms for many years. His right hand was so big that she could wrap her little hand completely, and she didn't seem to have to do anything, as long as she obeyed his relaxed and powerful strength, the potato slices that couldn't be cut well in the first place actually began to change the rules of the trick again!

"It's a bow!" Lin Ya admired from the bottom of his heart, and turned his head in surprise, and his long eyelashes brushed over the left side of He Hongxun's face, making his eyes darken. When she looked down, her delicate lips were locked with a deep gaze.

He had never seen anyone's lips look like crystal clear crimson cherries, and people couldn't help but put aside their reason for a moment and wanted a taste of Fang Ze, that delicious and tempting feeling...... When I close my eyes, I feel like I can remember.

After Lin Ya's last note disappeared into the kitchen, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became too quiet.

Even in that quiet, there is still a kind of ambiguous factor that makes people sweat unconsciously and unspeakably......

If he hadn't noticed anything unusual before, then now at such a close distance, the old man's handsome facial features were only a few centimeters away from her on the right side of her face, and the faint green scum on his chin didn't know if it really touched her neck, or was stirred by his warm breathing, Lin Ya felt that his cheeks suddenly bred a numb and itchy feeling.

Behind her, the faint fragrance of refreshing shower gel looming from He Hongxun's body gradually surrounded her, as if it was about to penetrate her pores and melt into her skin.

Laughter froze on her face, Lin Ya subconsciously lowered her body after a stirring, and her backward steps made her crash into the cabinet behind her in a panic, making a huge noise!

"Is there anything wrong?" Seeing her grinning teeth from being hit, He Hongxun wanted to take a step forward worriedly, but saw that she took a step back a little evasively, her ink-colored eyes sank slightly, as if he was carrying some virus, and his outstretched hand paused in mid-air.

"It's okay, it's okay, ha, you're busy first...... I'm going to get rice to cook. ”

Regardless of whether he had always been fluent in eloquence or not, he suddenly stammered, Lin Yazhi felt that if he stayed in the kitchen any longer, his wildly beating heart would jump out of his chest!

When the food was brought to the table, because his foot accidentally kicked off the table leg, the cucumber soup in Lin Ya's hand suddenly spilled on the ground. It should have been cleaned up immediately, but when she thought that her mother always said, 'Lin Ya can bring a chicken when she eats', she decided to clean up together after eating.

Well, sometimes the bane is planted inadvertently.

Although Lin Ya can't stir-fry, he is still very good at cooking rice. In particular, the most famous colorful rice in K City.