"I'm not being perfunctory. What I said is sincere, absolutely sincere. Can I swear to the lamp?" Shi Qiuqiu raised his hand and swore to prove his sincerity.
She saw that it was time for the servants to arrive, and she didn't want to continue arguing with Sheng Lijue.
Guessing Shi Qiuqiu's little thoughts, Sheng Lijue became more aggressive, lowered his head and kissed the woman's soft lips.
The man's domineering breath spread on his face, Shi Qiuqiu's face flushed, and his breathing quickened with the man's movements.
"Okay, okay, I surrender." Shi Qiuqiu quickly stopped when she heard the sound of rustling footsteps coming from the door. It should be the servants coming to prepare breakfast.
"Don't be naughty anymore." Sheng Lijue let go of Shi Qiuqiu and kissed her gently on the forehead.
Shi Qiuqiu was not convinced, pursed her lips and said, "Huh, I'm obviously telling the truth."
Sheng Lijue quickly found a very reasonable excuse for himself: "Remember, my talent lies in cooking."
Shi Qiuqiu chuckled, made a face at Sheng Lijue, and ran out of the kitchen to wake Luo Luo up.
The servant looked at Shi Qiuqiu who was running away without knowing why, and then realized that breakfast had been prepared. In the blink of an eye, he saw Sheng Lijue walking out of the kitchen, and he froze in place in surprise.
Since she came to the Sheng family to work, this was the first time she saw Sheng Lijue appear in the kitchen early in the morning...
At about seven o'clock in the morning, everyone got up and went downstairs. Sheng Lijue put the breakfast he made on the table, and Shi Qiuqiu also helped place the dishes.
"Hey, today's breakfast is a bit interesting. It's not the same as usual." Sheng Yarong was the first to sit down. Looking at the lightly fried eggs and the clear soup with little water, she thought it was made by Shi Qiuqiu and secretly thought that it was made by Shi Qiuqiu.
said sarcastically.
Shi Qiuqiu could hear the sarcasm and said nothing, quietly watching how Sheng Yarong angered Sheng Lijue.
"What's the difference?" Sheng Lijue heard Sheng Yarong's words and asked coldly with a straight face.
Sheng Yarong never thought that it was Sheng Lijue who did it, so she became even more mean when she spoke, and glanced at Shi Qiuqiu from time to time.
"The omelette is broken, and the porridge has no rice." Sheng Yarong picked up a piece of bread: "This bread is pretty good, I guess I bought it outside."
Shi Qiuqiu was about to hold back her internal injuries, and could already imagine the spectacular eruption of the volcano in Sheng Lijue's heart.
"Mr. Sheng, it seems that your cooking skills need to be improved." Shi Qiuqiu held up her chin to Sheng Lijue, and then thanked Sheng Yarong with a smile: "Thank you Aunt Yarong for the compliment. It seems that the bread I baked can barely pass the test."
At this moment, Sheng Lijue's face was like a piece of frozen soil, frighteningly cold.
"Ah? You made it? When did you know how to cook?" Sheng Yarong stared at Sheng Lijue in surprise.
Sheng Lijue's voice was cold and hard: "Just now."
Shi Qiuqiu quietly winked at Sheng Lijue, as if to say, "I can't cook. Is that true?"
"Oh, it's good to be able to do it like this for the first time. It's very good." Sheng Yarong quickly went back to make up for it, so as not to hurt her brother's self-esteem, but it had no effect.
Sheng Lijue was not angry with Sheng Yarong, but his cooking skills were severely suppressed by Shi Qiuqiu, and he felt that he was losing face.
"Drinking some porridge in the morning is good for the stomach and intestines. Grandpa Sheng has a toothache recently, and the omelette is easy to chew even if it is broken into pieces. Mr. Sheng is so thoughtful." Seeing that Sheng Lijue was in a bad mood, Shi Qiuqiu couldn't bear to tease him anymore.
Help him save face.
As expected, no one's words are as effective as those of his wife.
Sheng Lijue, a wife slave, immediately put the unhappiness out of his mind and sincerely felt that it was better for him to be his own wife.
Seeing that his anger turned into happiness, Shi Qiuqiu also raised the corners of his lips and smiled. Li Jue sometimes acted as willfully as a child.
When going down the stairs, Mr. Sheng had been paying attention to the interaction between Sheng Lijue and Shi Qiuqiu, and he still felt that there was something wrong between the two.
Mr. Sheng walked to the dining table and said with a smile: "Qiuqiu, this is my first time cooking. You are really good. You can drag him to the kitchen."
Shi Qiuqiu snickered in her heart, Grandpa Sheng, this is not his first time cooking, it’s just that you didn’t notice him.
Jiang Yuyao didn't sleep well. She fell asleep in a daze at dawn and was the last one to go downstairs. She didn't see the good show just now.
She had seen Shi Qiuqiu's cooking skills, so when she saw the shabby breakfast, she wisely chose not to say much and secretly observed whether Sheng Lijue and Shi Qiuqiu had noticed her last night.
Sheng Lijue finished his meal and when he stood up, he realized that he had an apron on him.
Immediately, the "suspect" target was locked on Shi Qiuqiu.
When everyone saw the tall and slender Sheng Lijue wearing an apron decorated with floral lace, they almost laughed. This contrast is the most adorable and fatal.
"This apron is quite unique." Mr. Sheng couldn't help but joked.
"Yes, they match well." Shi Qiuqiu covered her mouth and smiled.
Originally, Mr. Sheng and Shi Qiuqiu wanted to talk for a few words, but the conversation was stopped by Sheng Lijue's eyes.
Mr. Sheng wanted to save some face for his son, but Shi Qiuqiu did it because his goal had been achieved.
Shi Qiuqiu smiled evilly and cursed, "If you flirted with me just now, I'll give you a small punishment."
"Help me untie it." Sheng Lijue's expression remained unchanged as he walked to Shi Qiuqiu's side, his voice was very soft.
Sheng Yarong looked confused. She didn't know where Sheng Lijue's song came from, but he actually allowed Shi Qiuqiu to touch him.
"Li Jue, I noticed that your personality has become much softer recently. In the past, even if I touched you, you would be like a hedgehog." Sheng Yarong was in disbelief, and then complained.
Jiang Yuyao was completely petrified. To be precise, it was jealousy that made her unable to move.
She can now almost confirm that Sheng Lijue and Shi Qiuqiu are no longer worried about being discovered by Mr. Sheng.
Mr. Sheng saw something strange. Sheng Lijue and Shi Qiuqiu did not sit next to each other this morning. They were one meter apart. Sheng Lijue refused to let his sister Sheng Yarong help him untie it. Instead, she chose to stay away from him.
Shi Qiuqiu pretended to be calm and helped Sheng Lijue take off his apron in front of everyone. He whispered a reminder behind Sheng Lijue: "Isn't it a bit too much?"
Sheng Lijue smiled and said nothing, shaking his head slightly.
Ever since they decided to reveal their relationship to Mr. Sheng, the two of them have been keeping a close eye on the scale, but it is obvious that they do not cooperate well...
After breakfast.
"Grandpa Sheng, then Luoluo and I will go back first." Shi Qiuqiu held Luoluo's little hand and said goodbye to Mr. Sheng at the door.
Mr. Sheng waved to little Luoluo, obviously reluctant to let go of this cute little guy: "It's too troublesome to take a taxi by yourself, I'll ask the driver to take you there."
Little Luoluo blinked her big eyes at Mr. Sheng and waved her little chubby hands: "Goodbye, great grandpa, I'll be back next week."
"I'm happy if you come every day." Mr. Sheng laughed.