Xie Fu became a little nervous when he heard this. Stop coming. His thighs are hurting now and he feels uncomfortable. To be honest, everyone wants to get close to Wang Wanzhi, but he wants to stay away.
Wang Wanzhi smiled when she saw his expression: "Does it smell bad?"
"I'll smell it."
As Xie Fu said this, his face turned towards Wang Wanzhi.
When Wang Wanzhi saw him approaching her chest, she was caught off guard and a little nervous, but Xie Fu just took a sniff and said, "I didn't smell it."
Wang Wanzhi was surprised: "Didn't you smell it?"
Xie Fu smiled and said: "Is it because the smell is not clear through the clothes? Maybe it is hidden under the skirt."
When Wang Wanzhi saw him moving his gaze to the hem of her skirt that was slightly rolled up to her knees, she slapped Xie Fu with her hand and said angrily: "Don't you smell the smell of stinky grass?"
Xie Fu smiled and said: "It really smells like stinky grass. That's strange. Other ladies make themselves smell good, but why do you make yours smell so bad?"
Wang Wanzhi explained: "Didn't you say that you would get angry if you smell my smell..."
After all, the word love was not uttered, "So I will make myself stink a little, will it make me feel better?"
Xie Fu laughed loudly.
Wang Wanzhi said seriously: "Is it effective?"
Xie Fu looked at Wang Wanzhi's innocent look and said with a smile: "It works, it works. No wonder I didn't feel impulsive at all when I saw you today."
Wang Wanzhi said lightly: "Okay, it's getting dark soon."
The sound of cooking in the kitchen, the gurgling sound of boiling water, the crackling of the frying pan, the clattering of the cutting board...
The lively and warm voice makes people feel warm in their hearts.
Xie Fu stood in front of the stove, his movements were neat, and the afterglow reflected through the window on his sweat-stained face.
Sweat slowly gathered into a ball, and then slid down his serious face.
I don't know why, but Wang Wanzhi wanted to wipe his sweat when she saw him like this.
She walked over gently, her footsteps inaudible amid the busy kitchen.
She took out her handkerchief as if she were preparing to wipe her own sweat.
Xie Fu suddenly turned around and asked, "Did you hear something clearly?"
Wang Wanzhi blurted out: "What?"
She was just admiring a painting, so absorbed that she had no idea what Xie Fu was saying.
"These condiments need to be stir-fried first..."
Xie Fu said, holding her back and looking at her with a smile.
Wang Wanzhi felt a little embarrassed when he saw her, so she responded: "Sorry, I was a little distracted just now."
Xie Fu asked: "Why are you distracted?"
"Forehead……"
Wang Wanzhi didn't know how to respond and turned slightly sideways.
Xie Fu smiled and said, "Did you see a handsome young man from a certain family and your heart fluttered?"
Ah! Wang Wanzhi turned around suddenly and said sternly: "Don't go too far!"
Xie Fu smiled: "I just like to tease you and see how ashamed you are."
Wang Wanzhi smiled lightly: "Just don't go too far."
Xie Fu asked seriously: "Is it too much?"
Wang Wanzhi said seriously: "A little bit."
Xie Fu said: "That must be because we are not familiar enough."
Maybe, Xie Fu's teasing and teasing towards her was more like a young man's naughtiness and not as frivolous as a man's.
Little boys naturally like to bully little girls, which is mixed with love and affection.
Of course, as we age, simple things become more complicated because of the differences between men and women.
Wang Wanzhi felt from the bottom of her heart that she felt comfortable being with him, even though he often teased her.
Maybe she's just not used to it, or maybe she just can't let go.
Xie Fu accepted it when he saw that it was good and got busy again.
Wang Wanzhi looked at him slowly, as if looking at a vivid painting, watching him stir the stir-fried seasonings and duck meat together, watching him control the heat to cook...
Just like the mother's process of making salted duck, everything is so familiar, but she is still an outsider.
The process of this dish is very complicated and takes a long time. When seeing Fu Xie pouring the thick red soup on top of this dish, Wang Wanzhi felt like it was finally over.
Mr. Xie brought the dish to Wang Wanzhi and said, "Miss Wang, I've kept you waiting for a long time. Let's have a taste."
Wang Wanzhi took a sip and smiled like a little girl: "It smells so good."
Fu Xie handed the chopsticks to her. Wang Wanzhi did not hide his eagerness, picked up a piece, and put it in his mouth to taste.
Slowly recalling this strange and distant taste, the warm and cozy taste of a mother.
In silence, Wang Wanzhi's eyes became moist.
When she reacted, she realized that Xie Fu was smiling silently in front of her. She felt a little embarrassed and said with a smile: "It's delicious."
Xie Fu clearly saw that her eyes were wet, but there were some things that he would not joke about. He smiled lightly and said: "Miss Wang, if it tastes delicious, can I give you a reward?"
"What do you want to reward?"
As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Wang Wanzhi regretted it and said with a smile: "I'll give you a taste together."
Xie Fu laughed: "Thank you, Miss, for the reward."
Under the eaves, a small square table was placed, with two small stools opposite. There was a plate of Jinling salted duck on the table, and a soft night lamp next to it spread out a corner of light in the dark night.
Aunt Zhu came to visit a few times, and when she saw the two of them having dinner, she understood and left quietly.
The light illuminated Wang Wanzhi's face, and the pale yellow face seemed to have a little more blood. Xie Fu felt inexplicably happy.
Wang Wanzhi suddenly noticed that Fu Xie was looking at her, with a gentle and friendly smile on her face, and her heart trembled. They were not little boys or girls, and some things couldn't be simple at all.
Wang Wanzhi pretended not to notice, lowered her head and continued to eat, but her movements became slower and more elegant, and there was an indescribable atmosphere, like the fragrance of flowers blooming.
Wang Wanzhi noticed that he kept looking at her and stopped eating. He thought to himself, still looking!
We are face to face at this moment, unable to avoid or ignore.
Finally, I couldn't help but use my oily sandalwood lips that turned into a natural red color, and said shyly: "I've seen enough."
Xie Fu asked: "What do you think?"
Wang Wanzhi chuckled and said with a bit of sarcasm: "I am not a beauty, so you don't need to speak beautiful words."
Xie Fu asked again: "Who said you are not a beauty?"
"I said so myself."
"What you say doesn't count."
Wang Wanzhi simply opened the skylight and said frankly: "Thank you, Fu, I know what you want from me."
Xie Fu asked casually: "Oh, you know?"
"If I were not Wang Wanzhi and I stood with Yan Yu, I would rather choose Yan Yu."
Xie Fu smiled and said: "Superficial."
Wang Wan was surprised and heard Xie Fu smile and say: "I want both!"
"You!" Wang Wanzhi was a little angry, "You won't get any!"
Xie Fu simply put his elbow on the table, put his chin on his hand and looked at her with a smile: "Wang Wanzhi, am I that superficial in your eyes?"
"Surface is relative. It's a fact that men love beauty. If you think it's superficial, it's superficial. If you think it's not superficial, it's not superficial."
Xie Fu applauded and said with a smile: "As expected of Wang Wanzhi, what he said is very memorable."
