The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 113, the wife and the madman, these four words are right for you.

“Don’t want to see?” Mo Jingshen threw a high-end residential access card to the coffee table in front of Qin Siting’s eyes: “Olan International is here tonight, only for the guest room, the opening code is the warm birthday.”

Qin Siting snorted: "Where do I know which day your woman's birthday is?"

The warm season has already brought the basket in his hand into the kitchen, but he still can hear the voice of Qin Siting outside: "Moreover, I am not stupid, put a good meal to the mouth, do not eat, run Go to your place to eat takeaway?"

Said, Qin Siting will throw the coat at hand, so sit on the sofa with such a gesture, and be prepared to wait for the warm season to give them a good meal.

When the season warmed out, I saw Qin Siting's copy of the grandfather waiting to enjoy the expression today, could not help but laugh, found an apron around the neck, turned and returned to the kitchen.

"Speaking back, will the season warmer cook?" Qin Siting remembered the most serious problem, and picked up his eyebrows.

Ink did not answer, and the suit had already been put aside by him. He untied the delicate buttons on the cuffs and rolled up the sleeves of the shirt. He casually said coldly: "I can taste the rice made by my woman. You should say that you are a three-year-old. Fortunately."

Qin Siting laughed and made up his unbelief: "Is it true? Will I be poisoned by food today?"

Mo Jingshen: "You can choose to be hungry, don't eat."

When the words fall, Mo Jingshen has entered the kitchen, seeing the warm season is washing vegetables, go over: "What else to wash? I will help you."

The season did not rise, and continued to wash the dishes seriously: "No, I can come by myself. Dr. Qin should always have a maid to clean or cook. There is nothing missing in the kitchen. I am looking for it. One can get it."

During the conversation, she turned to get the peeling tool to peel the potato skin, and the back was in the direction of the ink depth.

The man behind him approached and helped her tie the two straps behind the apron.

"Is the belt loose? I just had water in my hand, and I just tied it twice, but I didn't pay much attention." The warmth looked back and looked back, then raised his eyes and smiled at the ink.

The little woman smiled with a soft eyebrow and turned back to continue to wash the vegetables. The serious appearance made it impossible for the ink to see it.

The kitchen seems to be in harmony. Qin Siting has been deeply suspicious until now. The warm season has always been a big lady who doesn’t touch Yang Chunshui.

It sounds like there is no clutter in the kitchen or the sound of pots and pans being thrown on the ground, stable and orderly, harmonious and calm. The movement of washing vegetables and cutting vegetables is more like the most moving rhythm that can comfort the world.

The season will really cook, this cognition makes Qin Siting begin to doubt life.

"Oh, what I ate last night was awkward, and now it’s all plain." Ji Wen suddenly looked out in front of the kitchen and looked at Qin Siting who was sitting on the sofa and doubting his life: "Doctor Qin, You should be familiar with this nearby. Can you go to the fresh supermarket to help me buy some fish and some meat that is suitable for cooking?"

Qin Siting raised his eyebrows and looked at her strangely and looked at her: "You let me buy?"

“Is it difficult for me to go?” The warmth of the season lifted the hand still holding the water: “I am still washing vegetables and cutting vegetables. This is a waste of time.”

"What about your man?" Qin Siting casually laid on the back of the sofa.

"The depth of field is helping me. He is not very familiar with your home." Ji Wen said and smiled at him again: "Dr. Qin, if you want to eat earlier, you will be bothered to help you run a leg, otherwise we all have Go hungry~"

"Trouble!" Qin Situ impatiently spit a slot, but still got up, picked up the jacket and put it in the arm, then picked up the electronic car key, long legs and opened the door.

After the warm season, I went back to the side of the cupboard, but I saw that it was only for a while, and Mo Jingshen had already helped her to divide the washed dishes into different categories.

I saw that the man in the shirt trousers proportioned the seasonings needed for each dish in each bowl. The man was long and straight, and now he is standing here to do this, from the top elite to the home. Actually, there is also a kind of contrast that can warm the dead.

Most of the things she has to do have been made by him, so Mo Jingshen is not helping her to play, but she is clearly giving her a hand.

Hey, in this way, what Mo Jingshen said to Qin Shiting just now should become: I can taste the meal made by Mo Jingshen, and it is absolutely fortunate that Qin Siting has three lives!

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According to the requirements of the warm season, Qin Siting bought fresh raw materials such as raw fish and raw meat. He threw the shopping bags into the kitchen and ignored them. He went back to the bathroom and washed his hands twice.

The warm season saw it, and leaned around the ink in the kitchen, he said: "I heard that as a doctor, there are habits of washing dozens of hands every day. It seems that this is true."

Ink deep smiled, did not say anything, the man's arm exposed outside the shirt cuffs is powerful, put the pot on the side of the gas stove, the movement is smooth and handsome.

On the warm side of the season, while cutting the newly bought meat, he whispered: "Dr. Qin really likes to learn medicine since he was a child, so he gave up the Qin family's inheritance rights and insisted on being a doctor?"

Ink has a deep tone: "No."

"Hah? No? Isn't it that he is forced?" The season was surprised.

Mo Jingshen didn't answer any more. When he saw the warm season in the meat, the sharp knife almost wiped her finger every time. Although he was not cut to the finger, he was still a glimpse of the eyebrows. Road: "You go to pick some green vegetables that are suitable for salads. You just need to get a salad of fruits and vegetables."

"Good." The warmth of the season put down the knife in his hand, wash his hands and turn around, picking up her small basket and going out.

In the backyard, the seasons warmed up with fresh vegetables, and the kitchen was quiet.

Qin Situ slanted down on the sofa, and had a good night's sleep.

As a result, the eyes were closed, the footsteps were far and near, and the calf was suddenly kicked. Qin Siting opened his eyes and saw that Mo Jingshen had a silver-colored kitchen knife in his hand, his eyes were cold and sharp.

"Come here, give me a hand."

"Is there a season warmer? What do I play?" Qin Siting was lying still.

"When I want to eat, I will go in and cut the meat." Mo Jingshen’s cold and clear words, turned and went back.

Qin Siting smashed his eyebrows, got up, went to the kitchen door with arms and arms around his chest, and lazy voice: "I took the scalpel hand, I have to help you cut the meat? How can I not let the season warm and then go out?" ”

Ink does not return to the deep: "She is not suitable for using a knife."

Qin Siting turned a blind eye.

I was afraid that his woman would cut his finger and said that it would be like a girl who couldn’t hear it.

"I found that since you have a woman, it really broke my understanding of you, and the words of the wife and the madman are right for you."

Ink Jing Shen: "Over the prize."

Qin Siting: "..."

(End of this chapter)