Seeing that she had returned to her previous state, Han Jing finally had a real smile in her eyes and her tone became lazy and not serious.

"They say that if you want to capture a woman's heart, you must first capture her stomach. With my brother's skills, there is no woman in the world that I can't capture."

Shen Liangzhi crossed his arms over his chest, raised the corners of his mouth, and grasped the key point:
"Have you cooked for many women?"

Han Jing raised his eyebrows slightly, and his narrow peach blossom eyes sparkled:
"That's too many, brother, I have to count slowly..."

Shen Liangzhi raised his eyebrows.

Han Jing crossed his fingers and counted for a long time. Finally, he counted one finger and narrowed his peach blossom eyes:
"Well, I'm done counting, you're the only one."

Shen Liangzhi nodded: "I understand, it turns out to be false propaganda. Grandma Wang is selling melons and bragging about herself."

Han Jing put the vegetables in the pot onto the plate:

"Whether it's a boast or not, you have to taste it before you say it."

living room.

Compared with restaurants, the food in front of you is not rich, only three dishes and one soup.

Han Jing took a piece of braised pork with chopsticks for her.

Shen Liangzhi took a bite. It was fat but not greasy and melted in her mouth. It was actually more delicious than what she had eaten outside.

Han Jing knew the answer as soon as he saw her surprised expression, but he still asked deliberately.

"how is the taste?"

Shen Liangzhi: "...it's okay."

Han Jing smiled wildly, automatic translation:
"You're so tough-talking. If you mean it's okay, then it means it's very good."

Shen Liangzhi: "..."

Seeing that she was deflated, Han Jing's smile deepened and he gave her some food.

"When I was unhappy, I liked cooking."

Shen Liangzhi paused and looked at the three dishes and one soup that were all delicious and delicious:
"...It seems that you are unhappy quite frequently."

Han Jing picked up an unused chopstick and tapped her forehead lightly:

"What are you thinking about? Can't I be gifted?"

As a kitchen killer, Shen Liangzhi decisively chose silence.

The corner of Han Jing's mouth raised: "Isn't this guy very annoying?"

Shen Liangzhi raised his eyes: "Do you know that I have met him?"

Han Jing: "My relationship with him is pretty good now, because the Han family has too many affairs, is too busy at work, and has to meet a lot of people every day... In order to avoid memory errors, I often choose to share memories with him."

Multiple personality disorders are not uncommon, but not every personality can coexist peacefully. There are many cases where one personality wants to kill another.

Shen Liangzhi's eyes fell on his face.

So now, there is another person, can he hear their conversation?

Han Jing saw the doubts in her heart: "When I was with you, I blocked them."

His child is so good-looking, and he doesn't want to take advantage of others.

Han Jing finished the meal with her, then went into the kitchen to clear away the dishes.

Shen Liangzhi stared at the sink and pondered.

Isn't it inhumane to occupy someone else's bed, eat someone else's food, and now ask him to wash the dishes?

She hesitated for a moment, rolled up her sleeves, and picked up a dirty bowl.

When Han Jing turned around, he saw her wearing a loose white bathrobe, her long hair slightly messy, standing next to the sink, holding a bowl with two fingers, as if she was facing a formidable enemy.

His peach-blossom eyes were raised, and his big, knuckled hands stretched out and took the bowl out of her hand.

"I'm not in the habit of letting women wash dishes and cook."

Shen Liangzhi watched him skillfully throw in the dishes and chopsticks, then skillfully take out the dishcloth to wash the dishes, and stood still.

Han Jing was washing the dishes and suddenly threw the dishcloth into the water. He sighed helplessly, turned around and locked eyes with her.

Shen Liangzhi: "?"

Han Jing: "Don't stand here."

Shen Liangzhi: "???" She raised her head in confusion, with a pair of phoenix eyes showing clear black and white.

Han Jing smelled the sweet fragrance on her body, pinched his brows helplessly, and stared at her with lowered eyes.

The woman has black hair and red lips, and a delicate appearance. The bathrobe is one size larger than hers. It is loose and loose on her body, making her look slimmer and smaller.

The neckline on her chest became slightly open as she washed the dishes, and the exposed skin was whiter than milk.

It was so white that his eyes hurt.

It happened that she hadn't realized how seductive and innocent she looked now.

He held the sink with one hand and narrowed his peach blossom eyes:
"Baby, have you ever heard of a word called full warmth, yin, desire?"

Shen Liangzhi understood instantly and his expression froze slightly.

Han Jing: "In my home, wearing my slippers and my bathrobe, you have to wash the dishes for me..."

He pointed at the distance between the two.

"Still so close to me."

"I'm a normal man. At times like this, I really think too much."

The smoke and smoke in every house comes from the kitchen, which is a very ambiguous place for a lonely man and a widow.

Not to mention, Shen Liangzhi is now wearing his things all over her body, her body is stained with his scent, and his nose is filled with her fragrance.

Smell is a very personal thing. This kind of mixture of me in you and you in me really makes him restless.

He didn't let her wash the dishes just because he wanted her to go out and be alone. Unexpectedly, she actually stayed where she was.

His gaze was so intense that Shen Liangzhi did not dare to look at him and lowered his eyes.
"I'm going out first."

Han Jing didn't stop her: "There are new clothes on the sofa in the living room."

Shen Liangzhi came to the living room and saw the folded skirt at a glance. It had been washed and had a faint fragrance of laundry detergent.

She returned to the bedroom, closed the door, took off her bathrobe and changed into clothes.

Han Jing prepared a long red skirt and a black woolen coat for her. When she put it on, the size was just right.

When Han Jing came out after washing the dishes, Shen Liangzhi was eating fruit.

There was a faint smile in his eyes:
"Go, let's take you out to play."

Shen Liangzhi raised his eyes: "Where are you going?"

"You'll know when you go."

……

"Aren't you driving?"

Shen Liangzhi walked with him on the street and looked at him curiously.

Han Jing smiled charmingly: "Open it."

After saying that, he walked straight to the shared bicycle on the side of the road.

Take out your phone, scan the code, and unlock it all in one go.

Shen Liangzhi: "??"

Han Jing has already gotten into the car, holding the handle with both hands and supporting the ground with a pair of long legs:

"Beauty, do you want to go for a ride?"

Shen Liangzhi: "..."

She finally got into the back seat.

Han Jing took her to People's Park. Although it was night, there were many people walking in the park.

An old man stood on the street selling candied haws, surrounded by a large group of children.

Han Jing squeezed in, took advantage of her height, bought a bunch of red hawthorn candied haws, and stuffed it into her hand:
“In the whole of Beijing, their candied haws are the most authentic.”

Shen Liangzhi tore open the package and took a bite of the candied haws, which was sour and sweet.

The people who came to buy candied haws were all children, and they were the only two adults. The children beside them stared at the two of them curiously, as if they were looking at something rare.


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