Qin Jingyi didn't dare to talk about his dissatisfaction, but it was still fine to stare at Mr. Qin.

Yan Xiaye did not intend to get involved in a quarrel between father and son, so he took the opportunity to leave the living room and walked straight towards the kitchen.

She saw that Mr. Qin was trying her best to protect her, so she didn't want to cause trouble to the other party. She just wanted to endure some things.

...

Everything in the Qin family is magnificent. The kitchen is a style of combining Chinese and Western style. The place is spacious enough for more than a dozen people to use it at the same time.

At this time, the huge kitchen was not as lively and busy as Yan Xiaye imagined. Li Yuntang was the only one in the empty room. He turned sideways to the door, and his camel-colored jacket was casually placed on the back of the chair next to him, and his white shirt was tied with a white shirt.

He raised his cuffs and stared at the peeled carrot in his hand with his eyes focused on it. His slender index finger pressed on the handle of the knife, and his movements were elegant like art.

Yan Xiaye only glanced at him, and his eyes fell gently on the man's left hand holding the knife, and his heart suddenly felt a lot of pain.

She knew that Li Yuntang had never been a left-handed, but after he injured his right hand to save her, he quietly learned how to use his left hand, and he became familiar with it today.

A person's habits cannot be changed easily, and it is conceivable how much effort he has put into it.

"Summer night?"

Recognizing the clear breathing behind her, Li Yuntang looked back at her: "What are you thinking about there? Or is it that I am too handsome, which makes you stunned by accident?"

Similar jokes, they fully expose Li Yuntang's bad taste of occasionally teasing Xia Ye.

In the past, Yan Xiaye usually talked about him, or simply pretended not to understand him.

However, this time she did not choose to escape, but raised her eyes gently and quietly, looking straight at the man's deep and dark pupils with clear eyes, and nodded gently.

Yes, she said that Xia Ye was just an ordinary woman after all. Since the man in front of her was so handsome that Jianghai’s famous socialites flocked to him, how could she really remain indifferent?

In the past, she was concerned about Yin Mo's existence and forced herself to ignore her true thoughts, and avoided Li Yuntang...

But now, Yin Mo is no longer Li Yuntang's fiancée. She secretly misses him in her heart, as if she doesn't have to be condemned by any conscience anymore.

Her unusual answer made Li Yuntang squint his eyes, then curled his lips meaningfully: "So, are you going to stand there and look at me, or come and help?"

"I'll help." Feeling the man's sudden burning gaze, Yan Xiaye tried hard to maintain the surface peace. He walked to him and looked at the materials waiting for processing on the table. He reached out to pick up an onion and plucked it.

Her soft voice was unconsciously coquettish: "Don't look at me, work quickly."

Li Yuntang smiled, and the action of processing ingredients was accelerated.

With Yan Xiaye's assistance, in less than an hour, the dishes prepared for dinner had been completed, leaving only the ginseng and chicken soup that was steaming in the pot.

Seeing that everything came to an end, Li Yuntang's arm walked around Yan Xiaye's waist, and his handsome chin pillowed on her neck, hugging her whole body in front of him.

"What are you doing..." Yan Xiaye was a little panicked. Even if there were only two of them in the kitchen, she was still afraid that the maids passing by would see it.

"Of course it's washing your hands, where did you think of?"

Li Yuntang looked at her little face that was flushed with heat, took her hand and put it under the water to wash it, and carefully stroked her white and delicate palms with her fingertips with her thin calluses.

It is obviously a very ordinary action, but once it is done by a man himself, it always has a confusing and sensational meaning.

Feeling the numb and itchy touch of his palm, Yan Xiaye's cheeks became even redder a little, and he felt uncomfortable trying to escape from his arms: "I didn't think of anything! But this is the Qin family, if someone sees it...

…”

Although all servants in wealthy families have signed confidentiality agreements, the Internet is so developed now that even if someone reveals secrets that should not be disclosed, it is 80% difficult to catch the culprit.

She didn't know how Li Yuntang viewed her, but she and Li Beicheng had not completed the divorce procedures yet. If their intimacy was taken and uploaded at this moment, it would definitely cause an uproar on the Internet as soon as possible and be destroyed by the time being

All of them are Li Yuntang's reputation.

"I've discovered it before, and Xia Ye always seems to think I'm shameful."

Looking lazy at the shadows of the two of them snuggling each other on the glass, Li Yuntang happily pecked and kissed her cheeks, as if she was deliberately trying to go against her, and she tilted her arms around her waist unreasonably

, practice the four words "intimacy" with practice.

Yan Xiaye was helpless and shy, biting her lips and muttering: "I'm considering your reputation, why are you so unreasonable..."

Before she could protest again, the man pulled her around in his arms for a while, and his slender index finger clearly raised her sharp chin, bowed and kissed her.

Unexpectedly, the man would kiss her in such a place where someone could pass by at any time. Yan Xiaye suddenly opened his eyes wide, and looked at the handsome and innocent face of the man without blinking at close range. His slender eyelashes trembled.

Slowly closed his eyes.

She was still worried about what to do if someone saw it, but Li Yuntang's attitude just rightly sootheed her nervous heartbeat.

I don’t know how long it took, but the chicken soup on the stove exuded a very delicious fragrance and bubbles appeared.

Yan Xiaye seemed to have suddenly woken up, and blushed and pushed Li Yuntang away with force, running over and picking up the spoon and stirring the chicken soup, not daring to face the fact that she was once again bewitched by a man.

The man who bewitched her raised his beautiful eyebrows, looked at her figure leisurely and calmly, with a smile that belonged to the winner after he succeeded.

He smiled silently, like an invisible feather, which made Yan Xiaye feel itchy.

She silently pursed her watery lips, glanced at Li Yuntang in anger, turned her head firmly, and refused to meet the man anymore.

Li Yuntang's eyes were deeper, and his long legs easily shortened the distance that Yan Xiaye had finally left, leaned against her and whispered: "After a while, you may meet someone you don't want to see, don't worry.

What will happen, I'm by your side."

Yan Xiaye blinked, not understanding what Li Yuntang meant.

But... it really made her feel at ease when he was with her.

Not long after, she quickly understood the secret meaning of Li Yuntang's words.

The three-ton crystal chandeliers shine in the living room as daylight as the maids keep placing the dishes that Li Yuntang has done on the table.

Old Qin sat in the main seat with unscrupulous expressions, Qin Yan and Qin Jing sat on the left with different expressions, and the empty seat on the right was obviously left for Li Yuntang and Yan Xiaye.

This invisibly implies Mr. Qin's satisfaction with Li Yuntang, but the most eye-catching one was the middle-aged man who was sitting in the lower head and was unconscious.

The two bodyguards sandwiched him in the middle, one left and one right, with a stern expression that was no different from surveillance of prisoners. It was obvious that the identity of a man was quite embarrassing, and at least he should not be a guest of honor in the Qin family.

At the door of the living room, Yan Xiaye stopped in confusion, his eyes fixed on the vulgar and hunched figure, not understanding why Yan Jianguo suddenly appeared here.

On the contrary, Li Yuntang next to him was not surprised. He held her hand and sat down at the table. He looked at Mr. Qin politely and said, "The chef and I have inquired about your preferences and tried to do it as much as possible, but I don't know how to match it.

Not to your liking.”

"Thank you hard, it looks very good." Old Qin nodded slightly with his chopsticks, looked at several of the dishes that obviously did not meet his taste, and asked lightly: "So Yuntang, do you like sweet food?"

"No, those dishes are what Xia Ye likes to eat." Li Yuntang had a gentle smile on the corner of his thin lips, and ignored Qin Jing's glaring eyes as if nothing had happened, and said frankly: "Although it's not as good as your old taste.

, but I have consulted the chef specifically for these dishes, and they can be considered sweet but not greasy. Maybe you are willing to try them with your face."

As a president of Li, who is busy with a lot of things, he will learn to cook for women in his spare time. Just this care and consideration is already very touching.

Old Qin didn't say anything, but his expression became more and more kind. He took the lead in stretching out his chopsticks and picked up a honey lotus root, put it on his lips and tasted it carefully.

The heat is just right, sweet but not greasy, and it definitely puts a lot of effort into it.

"Ha, what's the delicious food for a few slices of broken lotus root? It's just ordinary ingredients, no matter how you make it..."

Qin Jing couldn't stand the harmonious family atmosphere, so he provoked the lotus root and stopped after tasting it.

About two seconds later, he took out the tissue with exaggerated movements, spit out in a spit, and continued to mock: "It's unpalatable, it's so unpalatable!"

Li Yuntang ignored this obvious provocation, and Yan Xiaye, who was sitting next to him, frowned slightly.

Honey lotus root is her favorite dish, and it was made by Li Yuntang for her.

Qin Jingyi doesn’t like eating, so why is he so annoying and ignoring Li Yuntang’s intentions and efforts?

He was ready to speak and teach Qin Jingyi a lesson. Yan Xiaye wanted to speak but stopped and swept away Mr. Qin with his light. Finally, he swallowed the words on his lips and secretly held Li Yuntang's hand under the table.

Fingertips touch each other, fingers entangle.

Li Yuntang chuckled quietly, playing with Yan Xiaye's delicate fingertips.

The latter was feeling sorry for him, so he put his little hands softly in his palm and let him knead and play with it.

It was obviously an action that had nothing to do with ambiguity, but it brought pleasure and closeness without hesitation at all with the sudden kiss before.

"Then don't eat, go back to the room to rest." Old Qin was originally going to give Qin Jingyi a little face, but who knew that this kid was determined to be unkind. He was so angry that he waved his hand and let him get out: "You don't have supper for you."
Chapter completed!