"You, what are you doing?" The style of the domineering president suddenly changed into that of a good man who cooks at home. It was really difficult for her to adapt for a while.
Seeing her, Shen Jinghan showed a smile on his face, stretched out his hand to pull her in, and then closed the door before saying: "I'm cooking! You go wash your hands and wait in the restaurant. The food will be there soon." That’s good!”
Lu Zitian was still a little stunned, feeling that everything in front of her was unreal: "You, you can also cook?"
A man as decisive as Shen Jinghan is actually cooking in a wheelchair?
Lu Zitian instantly had the illusion of being struck by lightning on a sunny day!
Shen Jinghan controlled the electric wheelchair to turn around and was about to go to the kitchen when she stopped him.
He raised his head and looked at the little girl: "I learned some skills when I was a child, but I don't know how the craftsmanship is and whether it suits your taste."
He is already a disabled person, but he still has to cook for her. This makes Lu Zitian feel very embarrassed: "Forget it! How about we order takeout! You are like this and you still have to cook. , I feel really sorry!"
Shen Jinghan turned his head and stared at the little girl's face: "Are you feeling sorry for me?"
Lu Zitian's cheeks were slightly red, she lowered her head in embarrassment, and pushed him to the living room: "I don't feel sorry for you, I just feel embarrassed.
You were injured because you were trying to save me. I was supposed to cook for you and take care of you. But my cooking skills are really bad, and I’m afraid you’ll get diarrhea after eating the food I cook!”
Shen Jinghan took the opportunity to hold her hand: "It doesn't matter, isn't it just cooking? If you are really sorry, let's go to the kitchen together, can you help me?"
I have already cooked the porridge and prepared the vegetables, I just need to stir-fry them!"
His hand was warm and hot, and the palm seemed to be charged with electricity. The moment she held Lu Zitian's hand, she felt an inexplicable numbing feeling spread from the palm of her hand to her whole body.
So he quickly withdrew his hand to cover up the panic in his heart: "Well, in this case, it's not good for the food to go to waste. I'll accompany you to the kitchen."
While speaking, she lowered her head and pushed Shen Jinghan into the kitchen.
It is a small duplex with an area of 130 square meters. The kitchen is very spacious, and Shen Jinghan's wheelchair can move around freely in it.
Shen Jinghan prepared 4 home-cooked dishes.
Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, shredded potatoes, mushrooms and vegetables, and a steamed pork vermicelli.
But the steamed pork has already been steamed, and the rest just needs to be stir-fried.
Although he was sitting in a wheelchair, his movements were very agile, and the shredded potatoes, mushrooms and greens were quickly fried.
Looking at Shen Jinghan who was chopping and cooking vegetables skillfully in front of him, Lu Zitian was surprised: "I didn't expect that your cooking skills are so good."
Shen Jinghan glanced sideways at her and handed her the wok in his hand: "Then help me brush it! Next, I'm going to fry tomatoes and eggs!"
Lu Zitian quickly stepped forward, took the wok, and wanted to clean it.
It was just that she might be a little nervous. Somehow, her foot suddenly slipped and the wok fell to the ground. When she was about to fall, Shen Jinghan pulled her hard, and then she sat in the other person's arms inexplicably. inside.
"Honey, if you want me to hold you, just say so. What you did just now was too thrilling! Be careful in the future and don't do this again."
Shen Jinghan's deep, smiling voice spread in her ears, and his warm breath blew on her neck.
Lu Zitian's cheeks instantly turned red with embarrassment, and she struggled to stand up, but was held tightly by Shen Jinghan, unable to break away no matter what.
She said angrily: "Shen Jinghan, what are you doing? Let me go quickly!"