The favor of a wealthy family: Madam’s vest fell off again

Li Baixue ate several more bites, and each bite had a different taste. There was also a chef at home who could cook food that suited Li Baixue's taste, but none of it was as delicious as Jian Luo's.

"The seafood porridge you made is so delicious. It tastes really great. It's even better than what I had in the hotel before." Li Baixue felt like he couldn't stop eating at all.

It seemed like this was the first time that Jian Luo was praised like this. He smiled a little embarrassedly.

"If you think it's delicious, I'll give you everything in the pot." Jian Luo said generously. As long as it was something Li Baixue wanted, even if it was a star, Jian Luo would find a way to pick it off and give it to her.

At this time, Li Baixue saw Jian Luo looking at her with very gentle eyes, which she could not feel in Jiang Ning's eyes.

"Don't you eat some for yourself?" Li Baixue felt that if the whole pot was given to him, he might not be able to eat it.

"I don't eat late-night snacks at night."

"..." Li Baixue was speechless, "You are a grown man and you don't even eat midnight snacks. Why do you think I'm the one who wants to eat midnight snacks?"

"You're not hungry."

Li Baixue said, "If you hadn't asked me if I was hungry just now, why would I want to eat?"

Jian Luo could only acquiesce.

"Then where should I sleep at night?" Li Baixue just took a look and found that he had a room and a living room. It was impossible for the two of them to sleep together.

"You sleep in the bedroom and I sleep in the living room." Jian Luo gave the room to Li Baixue.

"Then I'm welcome." Li Baixue immediately occupied the bedroom.

"Then I'm going to take a shower."

"Ah."

"Then you have to give me a set of pajamas."

"I can't wear my pajamas anymore."

"You haven't even given it to me to wear. How do you know I can't wear your pajamas? Really."

Jian Luo felt like he had been scolded by Li Baixue all night today. Although he was scolded, he felt that this kind of scolding was very happy. He hoped to be scolded by Li Baixue more times.

Jian Luo didn't even know if he was suffering from masochism, but he actually liked being abused by someone.

Maybe it was because he loved Li Baixue very much that he had this impulse. Even if he was scolded, he felt that as long as he was with Li Baixue, that was enough.

So Jian Luo didn't let Li Baixue do any housework, and asked her to rest after he finished eating.

After Jian Luo packed up her things, she started working out.

When Li Baixue just entered the shower room to take a bath, she saw Jian Luo doing push-ups. When Li Baixue came out after washing, Jian Luo was still doing it and asked curiously: "Jian Luo, how many push-ups can you do at once?"

"Many." Jian Luo works out every day to ensure his physical strength.

"Then I sat on you, did you do push-ups?"

"can."

After saying that, Li Baixue really sat on it. She originally just wanted to make fun of him, but she didn't expect that Jian Luo could actually do it without taking a breath. This kind of physical strength is not something ordinary men have.

"Don't you feel tired?"

"It's okay." Jian Luo has become accustomed to this high intensity every day, so he doesn't feel tired.

The previous training in the army was even more devilish than this. Jian Luo never complained about being too tired. This may have a lot to do with his own personality.

"I didn't expect you to be really good." Li Baixue gave a thumbs up. She didn't know Jian Luo had this talent before, but now she knows it's not too late.

Jian Luo suddenly blushed when she was suddenly praised like this by Li Baixue.

"It's getting late, you should rest quickly."

Li Baixue didn't want to see Jiang Ning, let alone go home, so she stayed with Jian Luo. At Jian Luo's place, Li Baixue was particularly free. She felt that no one was looking after her and she could do whatever she wanted. What people couldn't bear to put down was that Jian Luo's cooking skills were so good that they firmly locked her stomach.

Jian Luo also wished for it. During the day, he went out to work, and when he came back at night, he would cook what Li Baixue liked to eat. No matter how difficult it was to make it, as long as it was something she liked, Jian Luo would find a way to cook it for her.

Li Baixue was originally a foodie, and Jian Luo made things that Li Baixue liked to eat. Unknowingly, the two of them seemed to have some kind of emotion quietly growing.