Mr. He’s Daily Affections

The man lowered his eyes and looked at her.

Is it really okay? Have you offended Mr. President? Su Zhixi bit her lip.

He Jingyao raised the corners of his lips: Then, should I go back now?

Su Zhixi's eyes widened, and she immediately put his arms in her arms: No! You're already here, there's no reason to go back!

In that case, what are you worried about? He ruffled her hair with a half-smile, Didn't you say you prepared dessert for me? Where is it?

Su Zhixi's body suddenly stiffened, and she sneered: Uh... there is only one last step left. I plan to wait for you to come before continuing, otherwise it won't taste good... I'll go to the kitchen right now!

As she said that, she let go of his arm and was about to run, but was grabbed by He Jingyao.

He gave her a meaningful look: Really?

Su Zhixi nodded seriously: Really! I don't know when you will arrive. It won't taste good if you prepare it early. You eat something else first, I will be ready soon!

He Jingyao raised his eyebrows noncommittally and turned his attention to the dining table. At this time, most of the dishes on the table had been removed, leaving only a small bowl. The waiter stretched out his hand and was about to take the last dish. Only the bowl was received on the tray.

Wait! He Jingyao suddenly said.

Su Zhixi followed his gaze, and her heart suddenly beat wildly.

The waiter took back his hand: Sir?

Is this from your store? He pointed to the bowl of sweet tofu pudding that had obviously been tampered with.

Yes! Su Zhixi answered quickly, Um... Ning Yichen probably felt uncomfortable because he got caught in the rain, so I ordered this for him.

He Jingyao looked at her deeply and turned his attention to the waiter: Then get another one, as soon as possible.

The waiter was stunned for a moment. He looked at Su Zhixi and then at He Jingyao, looking a little embarrassed.

Jeff's is a Western restaurant. There is really no chef who knows how to make Cantonese tea snacks like bean curd...

Is there any problem? Seeing his hesitation, He Jingyao's voice dropped.

Su Zhixi sighed, knowing that she couldn't hide it anymore, so she could only say pitifully: Jingyao, don't make things difficult for me. This bean curd... I made it.

He Jingyao waved the waiter away and smiled at her: Did you make it specially for Ning Yichen?

Of course not! Su Zhixi quickly shook her head, I made it for you...but, I thought you wouldn't come, so...

The more she spoke, the quieter her voice became.

But in the end, he was eaten by Ning Yichen. His tone was cool and calm.

Well, what I cook doesn't taste good either... You might think I'm poisoning your stomach. Su Zhixi said bravely, If you want to eat it, I can make another one...

No need. He Jingyao smiled again, without any sign of anger, After all, I'm late, so it's understandable that you don't want to waste it.

Su Zhixi didn't expect him to be so easy to talk to, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

The dishes here are delicious! Su Zhixi quickly recommended, You will definitely like it!

He Jingyao raised his eyebrows, sat down, and was about to wipe his hands with a hot towel, but Su Zhixi picked it up first and looked at him with a smile: I'm here to help you!

As she spoke, she took one of the man's hands and wiped it for him seriously, not sparing any part from the palm to the back of the hand, from the fingers to the palm.