Mr. He’s Daily Affections

Zhixi blushed slightly at what he said, but her tone refused to show weakness: I still have a temper.

He smiled lowly and kissed her forehead: Well, I know now.

Then do you like it? she asked cautiously, I remember you once said that no matter what I look like, you will like me.

He Jingyao raised his eyebrows, nodded and said, That's right. When in bed, I like you no matter what style or position you have.

Zhixi angrily bit the back of his hand!

Is this...a hint? His voice was hoarse and he looked at her with burning eyes.

Zhixi quickly let go of his hand and pointed to the boiling pot: Well... the noodles are almost ready!

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He Jingyao placed a bowl of good-looking noodles in front of her and handed her a pair of chopsticks: Eat quickly.

Zhixi held the chopsticks in her hands, her face still looking stupid in disbelief.

He Jingyao ruffled her hair: Nothing can trouble your man, including cooking.

Zhixi's lips curled up: Who said you are my man? If you say that, I will think you are asking for status!

Every time, she was left speechless by him. Humph, things were changing, and today it was finally his turn to be speechless!

But instead of being speechless, He Jingyao curled up his lips and said, I am pursuing you, Miss Gu... Of course, it is for a status. Could it be said that Miss Gu plans to give me this status?

Zhixi choked again and put the bowl in front of her: I eat noodles.

A doting smile flashed across He Jingyao's eyes.

Zhixi had just told him that she had lost her appetite recently, and she really wasn't lying. She had indeed had a loss of appetite for a long time.

But smelling the aroma of the noodles, she didn't know what happened, but her appetite increased.

After she finished eating, she met He Jingyao's teasing gaze and blushed in hindsight.

Well...I happen to be hungry. She said calmly.

He smiled slightly: Well, it shows that I am good at my craftsmanship.

... She held her breath for a while, and finally couldn't help but wonder, When did you learn to cook?

He thought for a moment: It was probably more than a week ago, when Xiaobao was here.

Zhixi was slightly disappointed: ...you learned it for Xiaobao.

He Jingyao glanced at her and continued: I watched a few episodes of cooking shows with him, and I probably know the uses of tableware.

Zhixi was stunned for a moment: Then...have you ever cooked before this?

No. He said calmly, This is the first time. I searched for ways to cook noodles on my mobile phone. So it turns out that cooking noodles is so simple?

Zhixi was speechless again...

He was actually learning and doing it now... Judging from the momentum with which he commanded Ruoding just now, she thought he was already confident!

Cheated again!

The most irritating thing is that she actually found this bowl of noodles surprisingly delicious... She originally planned to eat two bites and then go to the bathroom, pretending to be nauseated and vomiting, so that he would know that she was pregnant...

But now, looking at the empty bowl in front of her, she began to wonder if she had made a mistake. Could it be that her previous poor appetite was just a function of her mind?

Or... the little guy in his belly knew that this bowl of noodles was made by his own father, so he gave it extra face?

No matter what the possibility was, it made her feel extremely unhappy!