Around eleven in the afternoon, Chi Yang knocked on the door with two bags of vegetables. When he saw the girl who was standing right in front of him, he was so shocked that he couldn't believe it.

"Chi Yang, this is willow. You have met him before." Xi FengHan introduced them to everyone.

Of course, Chi Yang understood your meaning, he immediately smiled and greeted, "Hi, willow has not seen you for a long time."

"h.e.l.lo!" Mi Liu's eyes were also sizing up Chi Yang, revealing interest.

A low unhappy cough sounded from the side, causing Chi Yang's spine to s.h.i.+ver. He quickly looked away and said to Xi Feng Han, "Sir, these are the dishes that you had instructed me to buy, allow me to remind you that you have an important meeting at 2: 30 in the afternoon."

"I know." Xi Feng Han replied.

Chi Yang was about to turn around, when he suddenly smiled and told him to stay behind, "Let's stay for a meal together!"

Chi Yang turned his head and laughed, "No need, I still have important things to do, another day."

After he finished speaking, Chi Yang felt a pair of ice-cold eyes staring at him from the side.

Mi Liu was extremely sharp, she looked at Chi Yang's figure that seemed to be escaping, and asked Xi Feng Han who was beside her in shock: "What happened to him?"

"He has important things to do."

"But he clearly acted as if he was fleeing." Mi Liu pursed her lips and laughed, actually finding it interesting. He was seven years older than her, and in front of her, he was like an old tree that had gone through many hards.h.i.+ps, while she was just a flower that had just bloomed. Xi FengHan had never cared about his age or appearance, but he had never cared about her.

In front of this girl, he started to care.

Mi Liu looked up and saw that his gaze was fixated on her body. She quickly s.h.i.+fted her gaze and asked, "Do you need me to do something?"

"No need, rest well on the sofa, I'll get it." It had been a long time since Xi FengHan had fought like this.

After sitting in this position, he had someone to serve him. What he needed to do was to face all sorts of government affairs every day and make the most accurate decisions. Political affairs were his specialty.

As for cooking, he had learned a few months of cooking when he was a student, and after taking her in he would cook for a while, and now, as if he were repeating a year ago, she was curled up on the sofa like a cat waiting to be fed.

Xi FengHan took off his suit jacket, revealing his handmade white silk s.h.i.+rt. He unb.u.t.toned his sleeves, half rolled up to his arms, and picked up the bag as he walked towards the kitchen.

But now he was making her lunch himself.

She couldn't help but think of something. Had such a scene happened before? In addition to cooking for her, would he cook for his fiancée? Was it in their love nest that he served his future wife so diligently?

Mi Liu thought as she closed her eyes, shaking off these thoughts that she shouldn't have.

She found herself different, unlike herself, as if she had an instinctive desire to rely on him in front of this man, and even a subtle state of mind that was difficult to put into words.

She had become like a child, without reason or calm, and all her emotions were held back by him.

In the kitchen, Xi FengHan was busy preparing the dishes, Chi Yang had already bought all the ingredients he wanted.

It should be him at this moment!

"No, what can I do for you? I'm so bored. " Mi Liu was also a bit apologetic.

"Do you know how to pick vegetables?"

"I'll try."

"Pick the tender vegetables and pick them."

Mi Liu rolled up her sleeves and walked over to the side of the basket. She untied the bundled up cabbage and began to pick it.

He walked over, picked up a dish, and said to her, "We don't need the first two dishes. Since it's just the two of us, you just need to choose a dish with a fresh color."

Xi FengHan continued to cut the vegetables as he turned his head to look at her carefully. His eyes were imperceptibly emitting a trace of a doting gentleness. Over the past year, he had been missing her for a long time, living with a deep sense of guilt.

With her there, he couldn't bear to let the time pa.s.s so quickly. He longed for this moment to slow down. After Mi Liu finished picking the vegetables, he washed his hands and walked to her side. As he watched her was.h.i.+ng the vegetables, his long hair that had yet to be tied up, was about to fall into the water. Mi Liu reached out his hand to grab it, but she held out her hand.

All water, hesitating.

At this time, a clean large palm gently moved her long hair behind her delicate ears. Mi Liu's hand that was was.h.i.+ng vegetables stopped, and even his body instantly felt something electric, which made him feel a little numb.

It was the heat from the man's palm, the physical reaction from the burn on her earlobe.

Mi Liu bit her lips, nodded her head once, then turned and wiped her hands clean at the door and left.