Can You Love Me?

The thick millet porridge is thick with the fragrance of lilies. The moment Jian Zechuan took his mouth, his taste buds seemed to bloom slowly like flowers blown by the spring breeze, flowing down his throat and into the tail, bit by bit ironing his stomach that had been hungry all night.

This is the first time he has eaten in many years. How long has it been since he ate millet porridge? He can't remember.

Xin Ai observed Jian Zechuan's expression carefully, and saw that he didn't reject him, nor did he look unpalatable, so he tentatively asked, "Then... would you like to have another bite?"

If there is one, there are two, and if there are two, there are three.

With Xin Ai's hand, Jian Zechuan drank the whole bowl of millet porridge.

Xin Ai was overjoyed, for a picky person like Jian Zechuan, if he could finish the drink, he must think her cooking was delicious.

Xin Ai sighed in her heart, thanking her father who left early for the recipe, at least it gave her a skill to keep a man.

If you can drink a bowl of porridge, you can eat other things, and after eating other things, slowly, you will eat more of her cooking.

Xin Ai's face was full of joy, her eyes were shining, as if a star had fallen into it, she asked: "Third Master, do you want to eat a steamed stuffed bun, just out of the pan?"

"good."

Jian Zechuan was taken aback by Xin Ai's smile, but he didn't expect that he would pay attention and agree.

Afraid that he would come back again, Xin Ai turned around and went to the bun. In the end, she forgot that she was stepping on the stool and fell off the chair. Xin Ai let out a scream in fright. : It's over, Jian Zechuan finally agreed to have breakfast in exchange, and he will be ruined by this smash.

But Xin Ai did not expect that the expected pain did not come, and her body fell firmly into Jian Zechuan's arms.

After panicking, realizing that she was safe, Xin Ai looked at Jian Zechuan gratefully and admiringly: "Thank you, San Ye, you are so amazing."

The moment she fell, Jian Zechuan reacted quickly and grabbed her into his arms.

Jian Zechuan's face was ugly: "Where's the brain?"

He swept the bowl in Xin Ai's arms, frowning, and when he fell, he still had the heart to protect the bowl.

Xin Ai smiled and said: "Bewitched by the beauty of the third master, my brain ran away from home."

Jian Zechuan sneered and let go of Xin Ai.

Xin Ai quickly pulled up a chair, "Master, sit down quickly and try my steamed buns. The stuffing is made with the secret recipe my dad left behind. It's much tastier than the buns sold outside. I promise you After eating, I can miss it forever.”

Jian Zechuan disdains, he has always been picky about eating, and there are not many things that can make him feel good.

But when he took his first bite, he had to admit that Xin Ai's steamed stuffed bun was really good.

Just as she said, that taste really made him read it all his life.

Xin Ai has played 100% of the level today, and she has to cook more carefully than before. She put her face on her face and looked eagerly at Jian Zechuan: "Master, is it delicious?"

Jian Zechuan nodded lightly: "It's okay."

Xin Ai pursed her mouth, cut it, she obviously likes to eat it, should I eat two or three, or four?

Xin Ai served another bowl of millet porridge for Jian Zechuan, pushed it to him, and brought over the chopped carrots with pickled sauce. She didn't speak this time.

Then, watching helplessly, after Jian Zechuan ate another steamed bun, he brought up the porridge.

Xin Ai pursed her lips and smiled, looking at Jian Zechuan like a loving mother.

After finishing a bowl of porridge, half of the pickled radish in the small dish was also dropped.

Xin Ai knew that Jian Zechuan had finished eating, so he poured a glass of honey water graciously.

Jian Zechuan didn't take the glass of water, he looked at her quietly and asked, "What do you want?"

Xin Ai tilted her head: "I want..."

She deliberately paused for two seconds before laughing: "I want you... give me a hug."

Jian Zechuan asked again: "Xin Ai, I only ask you once, what do you want?"

He asked very seriously, and his long and narrow eyes were fixed on her. The dark and bright eyes were still a bottomless vortex, but unlike usual, they were very calm, and although they were not emotional, they were also without him. I'm used to being cold.

Xin Ai's hand holding the water glass trembled slightly, and the water in it shook. She felt that Jian Zechuan's words were very directional. He...is he giving her a chance?

Then, do you want to speak out?

Xin Ai avoided looking into Jian Zechuan's eyes.

If she said, I want to find my sister, can you help me? Will he help her?

Opportunities and dangers are at hand.

Xin Ai was in a hurry, she didn't know how to choose, she couldn't believe Jian Zechuan.

Jian Zechuan didn't urge her, time seemed to have stopped all of a sudden, she stood in front of him with her head bowed, holding a water glass in her hand, the liquid was shaking in the glass, her hand was tightly holding the water glass, her fleshy little hands were pinched by her fingertips All turned white.

Finally, Xin Ai raised her head, scratching her head in embarrassment, "Well... well, I hope the third master can try to... like me a little bit, okay?"

After all, Xin Ai did not dare to trust Jian Zechuan. This is not a matter of unreserved trust on the spur of the moment. She can't play with this man at all. She dare not take risks with her only relative.

The corner of Jian Zechuan's lips twitched, he was not surprised by Xin Ai's choice.

There was no trust between them from the very beginning, just as he didn't trust her, she never trusted him either.

What he asked just now was itself a piece of nonsense.

Jian Zechuan didn't say anything, got up and left, Xin Ai quickly put down the water glass and sent him out.

She called Jian Zechuan: "Third Master..."

He stops and turns around.

Xin Ai walked up to him, opened her arms to protect him, stood on tiptoe, and kissed the corner of his lips lightly.

After kissing, she quickly let go. She stood in front of him and each seemed to love to smile. When she looked up at him, she looked like a child.

She scratched her head embarrassingly: "I just want to say goodbye to you. Remember to eat at noon, and at night...I'll wait for you to come back. I'll cook for you, okay?"

Jian Zechuan reached out and pinched Xin Ai's chin, and looked at her face carefully: "Why are you guilty?"

His eyes were sharp, Xin Ai's heart skipped a beat when he saw it, and he quickly said, "I'm not guilty, can't you see that I'm just trying hard to please you?"

Jian Zechuan naturally didn't believe it, she would never flatter her for no reason, and all her flattery had a clear purpose.

"reason?"

Xin Ai frowned and her face was full of incomprehension: "Do you need a reason to please your own man?"

Jian Zechuan smiled meaningfully, and Xin Ai's heart and back felt cold when he laughed.

Suddenly Xin Ai's right hand was caught, and she moved forward violently, and then fell into Jian Zechuan's arms. His body was filled with the cold fragrance of mint, which was the smell of the body wash she bought, and his people, unexpectedly It's an exceptional match.

My ears warmed up, my body trembled, and a low alcoholic voice came into my ears: "I hope that one day, you won't regret it."

In the next second, without giving Xin Ai time to react, Jian Zechuan let go of her.