"Lu Jingchen! Stop talking!"

Gu Nanshu stamped her feet, her cheeks flushed with anger.

She really couldn't understand why this man could talk about this kind of thing so frankly!It's shameless!
"Huh?" Lu Jingchen looked sideways, his eyes narrowed into a line, and there was a stream of light in his eyes, "I mean, I still have to take it off in the shower later, what does Mrs. Lu want?"

"Lu Jingchen! You bastard! You're playing tricks on me again!"

Gu Nanshu's face turned blue and white, chasing the man and was about to throw his fist down on his back, but the moment it touched his back, he was inexplicably distressed, and suddenly withdrew his strength.

The embroidered fist hit her back limply, which was very uncomfortable.

Lu Jingchen lowered his eyes, and the smile in his eyes flowed out.

"Then I'll cook, you go take a shower first." Gu Nanshu followed him into the kitchen, bent down to fetch the ingredients and wash them.

However, Lu Jingchen raised his palm, separated her fingers half a meter away, and then took out the quick-frozen black-bone chicken to clean and defrost, and said in a calm voice while pouring it into the water: "Didn't you come to my aunt? Didn't you eat mango? Don't touch the water, I'll make lunch, and Mrs. Lu will take a hot shower first."

Gu Nanshu froze there, feeling dazed for a moment.

It's rare that he still remembers that she came to be an aunt, and he still remembers that she can't eat mangoes.

Her thin lips moved for a moment, wanting to say "Auntie has gone", but suddenly remembered something, and asked curiously: "Mr. Lu, the helm of your imposing Lu Group, how can you cook?" ?”

"Is it strange?"

Lu Jingchen didn't turn his head to look at her, but took a knife, quickly dismantled the black-bone chicken in front of him into pieces, soaked it in warm water, took out two carrots and washed them, shredded one, cut into cubes, and cut it into pieces with a knife. The speed is comparable to the head chef of a star hotel.

Gu Nanshu stood beside him, his eyes almost stared straight: "The speed is so fast, you...how did you do it?"

"Practice makes perfect."

Lu Jingchen smiled, deliberately did not look into Gu Nanshu's eyes, and said everything in front of him calmly, "I have been cooking for six years, three meals a day, and one meal is never left. Mrs. Lu will also try it. After three years of practice, my culinary skills should surpass mine."

"Six years of cooking alone?"

Gu Nanshu's heart felt empty as if a hole had been dug in an instant.

She looked up and saw the tiny oil stains on the range hood, looked sideways, and saw the obvious wear and tear marks on the corner of the refrigerator, looked down, the handle of the cupboard in the kitchen had been rubbed bright...

Her heart hangs, and the answer seems to be close at hand.No!impossible!Absolutely impossible!She must have guessed wrong!

"Yes, six years."

Lu Jingchen put down the cut vegetables for later use, then turned around, and quietly met the woman's gaze, his maroon pupils had hidden affection for a long time: "I have been cooking in Sucheng No. [-] for six years, and one day Mrs. Woke up from a dream and came back to have dinner with my husband."

His tone was very calm, and the emotions on his face were not overly turbulent, as if these six years were very short and passed by in the blink of an eye.

Gu Nanshu's heart suddenly tightened, and he said tremblingly: "You mean, you have been living in Suzhou City No. [-] during the six years of our marriage?"

"Otherwise?" Lu Jingchen took a step closer, forced her to a corner, and pressed her back against the refrigerator door, "Where should I live? Live in the wedding room of the old house with Mrs. Lu? Mrs. Lu doesn't want to wait See me? Aren't you going to sleep in a separate room with me?"

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