set fire to his heart

After going to the kitchen.

Using ready-made ingredients, Mia simply made two special dishes of her own.

When she was done, she served the dishes on a plate.

Accompanied by her movements, her gaze once again settled on the stove beside her.

On that plate, there are fish fillets of different colors.

Even though the head chef had cleared the countertops, they were still there.

Shen Shili made half of the peony fish fillets.

Due to an accident, she occupied the kitchen, and she made it clear that it was suspended.

Mia's eyes.

Shen Shili's hand flashed involuntarily.

She could say that she witnessed the whole process of him being scalded by hot oil just now.

It was only because her appearance distracted him that he didn't stop in time.

Thinking of his hot red hands and blistering appearance, Mia's heart tugged for no reason, but in an instant, she forced herself not to think about it.

Mia shook her head, throwing those pictures out of her mind.

finally.

She walked out with the two dishes she cooked.

At that time, Shen Shili was sitting in the living room waiting, his hands were wrapped with gauze, it could be seen that he had treated the wound with the help of the domestic helper.

Saw her coming out of the kitchen.

Shen Shili's gaze fell on her immediately.

Ke Mia just glanced past him lightly, then looked away, pretending not to care about anything, and went straight to the dining table.

After putting down the two dishes she cooked.

She went to Mrs. Song's bedroom and asked them to eat.

Because she had just eaten noodles and was feeling drowsy, Mrs. Song waved her hand in a daze, signaling them to eat first, and she wanted to continue to sleep for a while.

see.

Mia didn't force it either.

She just waved to Shen Siqing and signaled him to come out.

As for Shen Siqing, who smelled the fragrance, when he saw Mia, he couldn't wait to get out of bed, and trotted towards Mia.

"What delicious food did mom make for Qingqing?"

Shen Siqing moved her little nose, and said sweetly: "It smells so good, Qingqing can smell it from afar, it must be delicious..."

Hearing what he said, the corners of Mia's lips curled up into a sullen smile.

"I don't dare to say whether it's delicious or not, but my mother has tried her best, so don't dislike it if you are a good boy."

"Of course not! Qingqing wants to eat up..."

He followed Mia to wash his hands, and then sat on the dining table, and Mia served him rice and chopsticks.

Accompany their seating.

Shen Siqing looked at the two dishes in front of him, as well as two bowls of rice and two pairs of chopsticks.

He couldn't help frowning.

"What's the matter, honey?"

Mia asked him: "Don't you like the dishes that mom cooks?"

Although she doesn't know Shen Siqing very well, according to her previous observation, the tomato scrambled eggs and braised pork she made today are all his favorites.

Obviously she made it for him, he should be very happy, how do you look at this expression...

Mia was slandering in her heart.

Shen Siqing turned her head and asked her, "Mom, isn't Dad going to have dinner with us?"

The question from him made Mia's lips slightly open and closed.

She didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Seeing the disappointment and grievance in his eyes, Mia couldn't bear to hit him, so she said: "Your father is still making other delicious food, obediently eat what mother made first, and eat what father made later, okay ?"

Hearing what she said, Shen Siqing's expression improved.

But he didn't accept her proposal, but said: "Then I'll wait, I want to have dinner with my parents."

"..." Mia had no choice but to lose.

Hearing the movement from outside, Shen Shili came out of the kitchen, and the servant behind him was carrying a tray with the three dishes and one soup he had just prepared.

Walking towards their Shen Shili, he explained to Mia: "The Buddha jumping over the wall will have to wait for a while, so enjoy it with grandma later?"

Mia didn't answer.

She just picked up the bowls and chopsticks and ate the dishes she made by herself.

Shen Siqing didn't think much about it either.

Because of Shen Shili's joining and the few dishes he cooked, Shen Siqing was satisfied and his appetite whetted.

"It's great! Qingqing is so happy. With mom and dad cooking for Qingqing, staying with mom and dad, today is Qingqing's happiest day!"

He said excitedly, took his auxiliary chopsticks, and reached for the dishes in front of him.

Shen Siqing tasted one plate after another and praised them one by one: "Mom, the dishes you cook are delicious!"

After he finished eating, he wanted to get some other dishes, but he couldn't reach them.

"Mom, can you help me pick up the dishes that Dad made?"

While asking for help, Shen Siqing was attracted by one of the dishes: "Wow——Dad, why are there still flowers? Is this the flower you gave to Mom? It's so beautiful, edible flowers, so special... ..."

"Right? Mom."

He looked sideways at Mia and asked, "Mom, do you like it? Do you like the flowers Dad gave you?"

"..." Mia was silent.

Her peripheral vision involuntarily fixed on the plate of peony fish fillets.

Although the quality is not as good as that made by the head chef at home, as a beginner, Shen Shili's craftsmanship is already very good, and—his high requirements for excellence made his hands burnt.

Mia's silence made the atmosphere a little delicate.

Sensing her embarrassment, and thinking about what she said to him just now, Shen Shili squeezed out a smile, he reached out and moved it aside, and said:

"Not doing well, I will improve next time."

Along with his movements, Shen Siqing noticed his hands wrapped in gauze.

"Dad, what happened to your hand?"

he asks.

Shen Shili withdrew his hands and smiled at him: "It's okay, Dad accidentally burned it just now."

Hearing this, Shen Siqing immediately showed a distressed expression.

"Did you get hurt while cooking for us?"

He greeted with concern, and expressed his opinion to Mia: "Mom, then we have to eat up, so that we can be worthy of Dad's hard work..."

As Shen Siqing said, he took off his shoes and stood on the chair.

He reached for the plate of peony fish fillets, took a slice and fed it to Mia himself: "Mom, ah..."

Shen Siqing signaled Mia to open her mouth: "If Mom eats the flower Dad made, it will bloom in Mom's stomach!"

He smiled sweetly and fed the food himself, which Mia couldn't refuse.

She had no choice but to open her mouth and eat it half-pushed.

"Is it tasty?"

Shen Siqing tilted his head and looked at her innocently.

Mia smiled reluctantly, unable to bear to disappoint him, and nodded: "Well, it's delicious."

"Hehe, that's fine."

As Shen Siqing spoke, he picked up the spoon in front of him again. He scooped up a spoonful of tomato and eggs, and raised his arm to pass it to Shen Shili who was sitting opposite.

"Dad, ah—"

As a middleman, he let the two parties exchange and taste each other's cooking skills.

"Mom's scrambled eggs are super delicious..."

Because of Shen Siqing's intervention.

Mia couldn't say anything, and Shen Shili naturally accepted his son's assist.

However, when he opened his mouth to eat the tomato and egg, Shen Shili's eyes suddenly turned red.

His sudden reaction made Shen Siqing's movements freeze.

Holding the spoon, he stood still at a loss: "Dad, why are you crying?"