Chapter 203 17. Campus
Jiang Chuhua's cooking skills are very good, and every dish he cooks is full of color, fragrance, and exudes an attractive fragrance.

After all the dishes were served on the dining table, Jiang Chuhua took off his apron. He sat on the seat, holding food for Ying Yao with chopsticks in one hand, and tilting his head to look at Ying Yao with his chin propped up in the other hand.

The intoxicating meaning in those eyes made one's scalp tingle, even Ying Yao, who was slightly insensitive to emotions, had her heart beating faster, and a faint blush appeared on her snow-white cheeks.

Ying Yao tasted it, felt the sour-sweet taste that melted in the mouth, her eyes lit up, and she unabashedly praised Jiang Chuhua: "My king, this is delicious!"

Jiang Chuhua smiled lightly: "If you like, I can just cook it for you all the time."

Ying Yao looked at the food that made people move their index fingers, then nodded deeply: "Well, I remember it!"

Jiang Chuhua thought it was interesting, so he couldn't help smiling and jokingly said, "What do you remember?"

"Remember every word my king said, so Yingyao has contracted every food my king makes!"

"Oh? Then what if someone comes to snatch you one day?"

Ying Yao narrowed her eyes and thought deeply about this question: "Look at the situation this way!"

"If it's food grabbing, if I'm in a good mood, I'll give that person some. But if it's grabbing my king..."

"Kill!"

Ying Yao's slightly narrowed beautiful eyes flashed with murderous intent.

Her words were also extremely simple and rude.

If this is heard by other people, they will secretly scold Yingyao for being crazy!
But Jiang Chuhua was pleased by her simple and straightforward word "kill", and all the haze and darkness in Jiang Chuhua's heart seemed to be driven away.

"Ying Yao thinks the same as me." Jiang Chuhua smiled softly and harmlessly.

"If someone wants to rob the demon from me..."

Although Jiang Chuhua didn't say the second half of the sentence, the cold and murderous look in his eyes was enough to show his attitude.

……

Ying Yao finished her meal and wanted to wash the dishes, but was directly stopped by Jiang Chuhua.

"I'll do this kind of thing."

Ying Yao, who has always been an actionist, asked a little at a loss: "Then what do I need to do for my king?"

"You just have to wait and enjoy."

What are you waiting to enjoy?
Yingyao idly finished all the homework in the study according to the memory of the original owner, and read the book for a while, then leaned lazily on the back of the chair, thinking blankly: She hates memorizing, she hates studying.

What does Yingyao like?

Simple and rough battles and... my king.

dong dong.

There was a knock on the door.

Then Jiang Chuhua opened the door and came in. Jiang Chuhua seemed to have finished taking a shower. He was wearing a bathrobe and his hair was wet. A few drops of water fell on his half-open chest, which was inexplicably full of endless temptation.

Jiang Chuhua tilted his head and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Ying Yao, go take a bath, it's getting late, you should go to bed."

"okay."

Jiang Chuhua's residence has two rooms and one living room.

When Ying Yao had already walked into the bathroom, looking back, Jiang Chuhua walked in very calmly, and showed no tendency to leave.

Ying Yao's scalp is a little numb from his staring eyes. Although people in the devil world are generally open, it doesn't mean that Ying Yao can calmly undress in front of a person of the opposite sex... let alone that person is still my king!
She most admires the king who is mixed with affection in her heart.

(End of this chapter)

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