If you are caught and exposed, denying it will not help.

Ning Nuannuan laughed a few times and walked to his side: "Well... you are busy at the kitchen table alone. I can't help you with anything, so I just wanted to come over and accompany you..."

The man looked at her deeply and whispered, "It would be nice to have someone with me."

There have been many people coming and going around him, but the only one who can be said to accompany him is Xueyuan.

Since birth, he has been the same as Bo Shiyan, but they are both carefully planned experiments by scientists, and some of them are just serial numbers. But he was fundamentally different from Bo Shiyan. He was raised by a biological father, and he only destroyed the experimental base when he was fifteen years old.

A person who lives alone...

It is always easy to get whatever you want, but no one knows that he has become numb during the time he was imprisoned in the laboratory.

After Feng Jiuxi said this, he lowered his head and began to focus on the action of making Xiao Long Bao.

The slender knuckles, white and strong, can perfectly fold out the pleats of the steamed bun in just the blink of an eye.

Ning Nuannuan rubbed her eyes subconsciously. She didn't believe that this man cooked as often as Bo Shiyan, but what she saw with her own eyes couldn't be false. This kind of super hands-on ability can only be innate, and it can never be learned through hard work.

The DNA has been deliberately spliced ​​to select babies, which is really scary.

Feng Jiuxi placed the kneaded steamed dumplings neatly on the steamer: "It will be ready in fifteen minutes."

"Ah."

Ning Nuannuan responded casually, but her heart was in a state of confusion.

If he poisoned the xiaolongbao, what about the safety of the children? The safest way is for her to eat first, make sure the food is okay, and then give it to the children. But if she falls first, the five children will not be his opponent no matter how high their IQ is.

Water vapor slowly spreads out from the small holes in the pot lid.

Feng Jiuxi looked at the little woman beside him, put his hands in the pockets of his apron, and leaned down to observe her.

This woman has a "record" of distinguishing him from Bo Shiyan. I wonder if she can tell whether he is Bo Shiyan now?

For some reason, a voice suddenly became clear in his heart.

He hoped she wouldn't recognize it!

I don’t know why, but following this voice, my mind seems to be thinking the same thing.

For a short fifteen minutes, both of them had their own thoughts.

Time is up.

Feng Jiuxi opened the lid of the pot, and the crystal clear shrimp dumplings came out steaming hot.

Ning Nuannuan became more and more worried when she saw the man starting to pretend, but for the safety of her children, even if there was only a chance, she would find a way to nip this possibility in the bud.

Glancing at a pair of chopsticks and a small bowl on the cooking table, Ning Nuannuan hurriedly picked up a shrimp dumpling with her chopsticks and tiptoed to bring it to Feng Jiuxi's lips.

"You have worked so hard to make so many steamed dumplings. The first person who has paid the most should eat it." Ning Nuannuan said with a smile, but thinking in her heart, if it is really poisonous, poison him first, if he dare not eat it , that means there must be something wrong with this xiaolongbao.

The man glanced at her but showed no intention of opening his mouth.

Ning Nuannuan's smile froze, and then she said: "Huh? What's wrong?" Could it be that she had really guessed that this man had really drugged it?

"It's too hot."

"Ok?"

Ning Nuannuan felt that this might be his excuse. He had to eat the first steamed bun.

She brought the steamed bun to her lips, blew away some of the heat, and then brought the steamed bun back to the man: "I blew it, and it's not hot now. You can eat it!"

Ning Nuannuan wanted the man to eat it so that it would be easier to test the poison, but the expectant look in her eyes was the same as that of a wife who was eager to let her husband taste delicious food.

Her almond-shaped eyes flickered, full of anticipation, and she wished she could stuff the steamed dumplings directly into his mouth.

Feng Jiuxi was slightly startled, with a slight upward movement at the corner of his mouth. He opened his lips and took a bite of the steamed dumpling before chewing it.

Shrimp Xiao Long Bao, ordinary ingredients cannot make it taste amazing.

Feng Jiuxi will always remember the taste of this steamed bun.

Is this what it feels like to be fed by someone you like?

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