Sheng Lijue returned home. As soon as he walked to the entrance, he heard the sound of the range hood in the kitchen, and Shi Qiuqiu humming a light tune. The voice was clear and melodious. There were five or six plates on the table. The dishes were delicious and juicy, Chinese and Western.
The combination makes people very appetizing just looking at it.
Rarely, he felt the smoke of fireworks when he returned home.
Sheng Lijue put down his briefcase, feeling an indescribable warmth in his heart. Without thinking about his brain cells, he took off his suit jacket, unbuttoned his shirt, rolled up his sleeves and entered the kitchen, trying to step forward to help.
Shi Qiuqiu was serving soup, and her hot hands kept touching her ears. A pair of big hands came over from behind, directly touched the soup bowl, and whispered: "I'll do it."
Shi Qiuqiu was startled and almost spilled the soup.
Sheng Lijue held her waist with one hand and pulled her to the side. He held the soup bowl steadily with the other hand to prevent the two of them from being burned. He frowned and accused: "Why are you so surprised?"
"Why are you trying to scare someone by standing behind quietly without saying a word?" Shi Qiuqiu complained angrily.
Then, he glanced at Sheng Lijue's rolled-up sleeves and gave him a strange look: "Mr. Sheng, you entered the kitchen as soon as you came back. Are you asking for help?"
Sheng Lijue's face darkened: "You are too slow."
"Who can be faster than Mr. Sheng?" Shi Qiuqiu was not polite and asked Sheng Lijue to help: "I will take this soup out and ask Mr. Sheng to cut a section of green onion, a piece as long as the little finger, and then smash the garlic.
, cut into pieces."
Sheng Lijue frowned, suspecting that Shi Qiuqiu was thinking about him: "You don't know whether I am fast or not?"
"You..." Shi Qiuqiu suddenly covered his mouth and looked at him accusingly, his ears slightly red: "Mr. Sheng, can you pay attention? This is the kitchen."
Sheng Lijue watched her run away with satisfaction, then turned around to chop vegetables. The green onions had been washed and placed on the chopping board. He picked up the knife unskillfully and tested the length, and then rigidly followed Shi Qiuqiu's instructions.
If your thumb is long, cut the green onions into pieces.
As a result, he temporarily forgot that there was a garlic clove next to him, and when the blade of the knife rolled, he accidentally cut his hand.
"Hiss..." Sheng Lijue frowned and went to flush the water with a cold face, but Shi Qiuqiu, who rushed over, grabbed his big hand and muttered, "Mr. Sheng is really a big man who doesn't touch the spring water with his fingers."
President, just by chopping a green onion, you can make your hands bleed. If you are asked to help chop vegetables, wouldn't it be impossible to save your fingers?"
Shi Qiuqiu muttered like a nagging little old lady, but immediately took Sheng Lijue to bandage it.
She had been to this villa more than once. She quickly found the medical kit, squatted in front of Sheng Lijue, and sighed: "Give me your hand and disinfect it first. Fortunately, the wound is not deep."
However, Sheng Lijue was very strong and inexperienced, so the incision was a bit long and the blood flowed quickly. He showed no intention of stopping the bleeding for a long time, which still looked a bit scary.
Shi Qiuqiu couldn't help but think of Luo Luo lying in the hospital. Due to physical reasons, every time Luo Luo had a small injury on his body, it was always difficult to heal, and his coagulation function was also very poor.
Thinking about it, she became even more soft-hearted and regretted letting Sheng Lijue go into the kitchen to help.
She applied the medicine, lowered her head and blew on it involuntarily, whispering: "It doesn't hurt anymore..."
At this time, she just subconsciously thought Sheng Lijue was Luo Luo, and her whole body exuded the brilliance of maternal love.
However, from Sheng Lijue's point of view, he only felt that Shi Qiuqiu's gentleness made him feel as if his heart was being scratched.
He bent down slightly, and his warm breath fell on the top of Shi Qiuqiu's head.
Meanwhile, Shi Qiuqiu was still blowing air with her head lowered, and the atmosphere was a bit ambiguous.
By the time she realized something was wrong, Sheng Lijue's lips were already very close to her forehead.
Shi Qiuqiu wished she could sew her mouth shut and brag about nothing. Wasn't she looking for trouble for herself?
"Isn't it..." She was about to apologize, but before she could finish her sentence, someone grabbed her wrist, and she was pulled up. Her body stumbled and fell to the depths of the sofa, and the medicine on her hand was spilled.
land.
With the world spinning, Sheng Lijue bent down and couldn't help but press Shi Qiuqiu onto the sofa, and held her neck tightly with his big hands.
Just when he was about to kiss...
Shi Qiuqiu’s phone rang!!!
The two of them froze at the same time. Sheng Lijue was a little unhappy and subconsciously wanted to throw away the phone.
Shi Qiuqiu, who has quick eyes and quick hands, stopped him: "Wait a minute, I just bought this phone not long ago, don't let me break it."
She is very short of money now, extremely short of money, and doesn't want to waste any more money buying a mobile phone.
She immediately got up and pushed Sheng Lijue away with a blushing face. She walked to the other side with her cell phone and picked up the call without looking at the caller ID: "Hello?"
"Shi Qiuqiu..." Su Jie's unhappy voice sounded: "Why haven't you come back yet? Have you gone to the hospital again?"
The heat on Shi Qiuqiu's face faded in a second: "What's wrong with you?"
"Come back quickly." Su Jie came to see her for something important, so she didn't bother to care about her rudeness: "Your father told you to invite Young Master Sheng to come to our house for dinner. He has something important to ask Young Master Sheng."
discuss."
Shi Qiuqiu knew that Su Jie called her because it was Weasel who was giving a New Year greeting to Rooster out of kindness, so he said casually: "He won't come."
"What did you say?" Su Jie immediately became furious: "If Mr. Sheng doesn't come, your son..."
"I say it again, don't always threaten me with this!" Shi Qiuqiu sneered: "Now that we are constraining each other, do you think I am afraid of you?"
Thinking of Luoluo, she suppressed her anger.
Thinking of her relationship with Sheng Mingcheng, even if she was shameless and called Sheng Mingcheng, he would definitely not agree. She didn't want to humiliate herself.
So, he made an excuse and said: "Young Master Sheng was injured before. His hand is broken and he is still recovering in the hospital. He will not come here."
When Su Jie heard this, she immediately yelled: "You said you are useless. It has been so long, and the relationship with Mr. Sheng has not made any progress at all. What's the use of being beautiful? There is no means at all, not even a
A man’s heart can’t be restrained, no wonder he’s been miserable for so many years and can’t even feed that bastard!”
Shi Qiuqiu clenched her palms tightly. Behind her, Sheng Lijue heard her mention Sheng Mingcheng again. He was originally very unhappy, but when he glanced at her embarrassed face, his heart sank strangely, and another unspeakable feeling arose.
He stood up, pulled up his messy shirt, and walked quietly behind Shi Qiuqiu, listening to the mean voice of the woman on the other end of the phone.
Su Jie was still complaining: "The company is in dire straits now. Your father can't wait too long. If Mr. Sheng doesn't come, it means he's not interested in you yet. Shi Qiuqiu, whether you drug him or take off your clothes to seduce,
As long as you can take down Young Master Sheng, you can take him down as soon as possible!"