The heroine kidnapped the female partner!

"Sheng, I'm fine, maybe I'm a little hot." Wu Jiao had an idea and found this excuse.

Yang Yansheng looked out the window, the sun was very weak, and today's weather is a bit cold.

So why is Jiaojiao so hot...

Yang Yansheng suppressed the thoughts in his heart, nodded solemnly to express that he believed her words.

"That Jiaojiao, try it out now." Yang Yansheng backed away, leaving Wu Jiao a wider position, so that Wu Jiao could develop her potential.

"Okay...!" Wu Jiao was a little guilty, but she was full of fighting spirit afterwards.

There is nothing this princess can't handle!

Wu Jiao thought in her heart.

Besides, Sheng is still teaching by the side.

After Wu Jiao instilled some psychological hints in herself, she picked up the kitchen knife that made her bald again.

According to her previous memory, she found the most comfortable position, holding the poor carrot with her free left hand.

Under the knife!

This time, she finally didn't think about the poor carrot, and she didn't destroy the cutting board, and cut the carrot in half completely!

Onlooker system: It's really gratifying to congratulate, gratifying to congratulate!

Wu Jiao breathed a sigh of relief after cutting the knife.

"Very good, continue." Yang Yansheng smiled beside him, "Cut them smaller."

Wu Jiao quietly glanced at Yang Yansheng who was at the side, giving herself another psychological hint.

Isn't it just a little smaller! ?I can!

So Wu Jiao raised the kitchen knife again.

She cut several times in a row, and cut the carrot into several pieces.

"Go on, make it smaller."

Wu Jiao looked at the seemingly small carrot and fell into deep thought.

Smaller...I can!I can!

So Wu Jiao raised the kitchen knife again.

It turned out to be empty.

Wu Jiao: "..." It's too embarrassing!Obviously I can handle it with a sword fly!

I can!I can!Isn't it just a kitchen knife!

Wu Jiao glanced at Yang Yansheng next to her, seeing that she didn't show a doting and helpless smile, she immediately felt relieved.

She didn't want to see this kind of smile on Yang Yansheng's face at this time.

Wu Jiao raised the kitchen knife with confidence, imagining how she would stab a fly with the sword.

With a single cut, it hits the mark...

But why is there a hole in the middle of this poor carrot? ? ?

System: I laughed so hard, it automatically shuts down.

Wu Jiao put down the knife, and the rascal said, "It's the emptiness in its own heart, not just my business."

"Perhaps." Yang Yansheng smiled when he saw Wu Jiao's appearance.

Every time Wu Jiao does something she thinks is stupid, she will look like "you listen to me, I'm right" and find all kinds of excuses to cover it up.

At this time, Yang Yansheng always vaguely affirms Wu Jiao's answer.

If she was exposed face to face, maybe the little milk dog would explode suddenly.

"This carrot doesn't grow well." Wu Jiao took away all the carrots on the cutting board with a look of disgust, then took out a new carrot, and started a new round of "torture" without saying a word.

Yang Yansheng watched the whole process.

Although Wu Jiao's knife skills are not very good, she still works hard to do well and practice.

Failure again and again, doing stupid things in front of Yang Yansheng again and again is nothing to Wu Jiao.

She said that if she wanted to learn how to cook from Yang Yansheng, she would definitely do it.

The sunlight just now was still a little weak, but now it all pierced through the clouds, giving the world even warmth.

A little sunlight shines on the stove through the small window in the kitchen, and some shines on the cutting board, against Wu's delicate white hands.

Wu Jiao's bangs are shining because of the arrival of the sun, which is extremely beautiful.

But what is more beautiful than this is Wu Jiao's serious expression.

With the stubbornness of not admitting defeat and not admitting defeat, she walked the path she wanted to go step by step.

This is Wu Jiao, the unique Wu Jiao.

……

A few hours passed in the blink of an eye, and Wu Jiao didn't know how many poor carrots were tortured in the process.

Fortunately, Wu Jiao's knife skills have improved a lot, and now she can cut carrots into thinner slices, although some are uneven.

"Jiaojiao, take a rest!" Yang Yansheng smiled and helped Wu Jiao press on the shoulder, "I'll make dinner."

Enjoying Yang Yansheng's personal service, Wu Jiao shook her head and said, "Sheng, you can also take a rest after a break. Today I will watch you cook in the kitchen and study it carefully."

"That's good." Yang Yansheng smiled and gave Wu Jiao a massage before going to wash his hands and cook.

Veterans and novices are just different, I saw Yang Yansheng pick up the kitchen knife, pedal a few times to cut the wicked carrot into thin and even slices.

Wu Jiao smiled.

As expected of her Sheng, amazing!

Thinking of this, Wu Jiao secretly made up her mind——

I will work harder to reach this state, and cook with Sheng in the future!

……

Soon Yang Yansheng prepared today's dinner, and Wu Jiao, who was tired for a long time, ate half a bowl of rice more than before.

I have to say that this cooking is also a delicate job, which takes both physical strength and brain.

The two took a short break after eating and playing, and then went to take a bath.

There are relatively few entertainment activities in the elf world. Generally, when it gets dark, the elves will go home and lie on their beds to rest, and then they will get up at dawn the next morning.

Work day and night, and rest at sunset.

It was dark now, and the two of them went to bed and slept next to each other.

Wu Jiao smelled the mint fragrance on Yang Yansheng's body, but her heart was slightly disturbed.

"Jiaojiao, you've worked hard today." Yang Yansheng propped up his upper body, smiled and rubbed Wu Jiao's head, "How about I give you a massage?"

"Sheng, you have worked hard today." Wu Jiao replied bluntly after finishing the first half of Yang Yansheng's words, "Since you want to, then I agree."

Speaking of which, Wu Jiao sat up with her back to Yang Yansheng, waiting for her private massage.

Yang Yansheng chuckled, and began to help Wu Jiao lift up her shoulders.

The strength is neither too big nor too small, just enough to make Wu Jiao feel comfortable and relaxed.

Wu Jiao narrowed her eyes in enjoyment, "Sheng's massage is really comfortable, I really enjoy it."

Except for Yang Yansheng, no one has massaged her before.

The body of the Chosen One was not dared to be touched by the Light Elves lightly, even if it was a massage or something.

But having said that, Wu Jiao has never been to a light elf to give her a massage.

She doesn't like to have physical contact with other people, except her Sheng.

After all, the mint fragrance on her Sheng is really nice, this is Wu Jiao's favorite smell.

"Then when did I fall in love with this mint fragrance..." Wu Jiao murmured softly.

"Huh?" Yang Yansheng asked in confusion when he heard the small voice.

"I'm talking, Sheng, you press it really well." Wu Jiao said with a smile.

"Well, as long as you like it." Yang Yansheng also smiled.

Me, I didn't like the mint flavor at first.

Wu Jiao suddenly came to her senses when she heard Yang Yansheng's words with wireless doting and smile.

Before meeting Yang Yansheng, she definitely had no hobbies.

After meeting Yang Yansheng, her senseless world has something called liking.

This mint fragrance has always been with her, growing up with her, never leaving her.

"I hope I can never leave in the future." Wu Jiao thought in her heart, and then corrected her thoughts.

Not "hope," but affirmation.

Thinking of this, she wanted to firmly grasp the person behind her.

Now she is hers and only hers.

Wu Jiao raised her eyebrows.

It will be in the future.

She thought for sure.

……

When Wu Jiao woke up the next day, the people beside her had already woken up at some time.

Regarding the biological clock of waking up, Yang Yansheng's biological clock will be earlier than Wu Jiao's.

Wu Jiao got out of bed, rubbed her eyes, walked into the bathroom, and left the room after washing up.

On the table was a breakfast that was still exuding residual heat. Next to the breakfast was a message leaf, which read——

Jiaojiao, I'm going to pick some fresh fruit and eat it while it's hot. I hope that when you wake up, the temperature of this breakfast will be just right.

Wu Jiao smiled brightly, she carefully put the leaves away, and put them into her small "important items storage".

Wu Jiao sat down and began to eat breakfast.

As Yang Yansheng said, this temperature is just right for Wu Jiao.

The two grew up together, and although they didn't spend much time alone, they were already very familiar with certain aspects of each other.

Just as Wu Jiao finished her breakfast, Yang Yansheng came back.

As soon as the door was opened, a lot of light from outside flooded in.

There was a little morning dew on the man's hair, and he was walking towards her against the light with fresh fruit in his hand.

The faint smile in his eyes was only for her.

She carries light.

Wu Jiao thought.

She is my dream at this time, and also in the future, a very beautiful dream, a good dream that will not be shattered.

Wu Jiao smiled and called out: "Sheng, are you back?"

"Well, I'm back." Yang Yansheng said.

This sentence gave Wu Jiao all the joy and let her know——

She is not alone.

She has her sheng.

Wu Jiao stood up and took the bag from Yang Yansheng's hand, and said something inexplicably, "That's great."

Yang Yansheng thought that Wu Jiao was happy to have juice to drink, so he nodded and said, "I can drink it in the afternoon."

"Okay~" Wu Jiao smiled, her dark eyes were full of stars.

……

After lunch, Yang Yansheng went to deal with the fruits.

Wu Jiao followed, she wanted to know how Yang Yansheng did it.

She also wanted to make fruit juice for Yang Yansheng to drink.

Wu Jiao looked at Yang Yansheng's skillful technique, doing this kind of work in a coordinated manner.

While admiring in her heart, she wrote down Yang Yansheng's steps of making juice.

The juice was ready soon, Yang Yansheng poured a glass for Wu Jiao.

"Thank you, Sheng." Wu Jiao took it, and narrowed her eyes happily after taking a sip, "It's delicious."

"You can drink more if you like." Yang Yansheng pointed to the remaining juice.

"Okay." Wu Jiao took another sip, "Sheng, can I spread the recipe of this juice?"

The practice of juice was brought by Yang Yansheng from other places, and in Wu Jiao's view, it was Yang Yansheng's own invention.

She wants to spread the word because she wants to share this new joy with her people.

Moreover, this can tell everyone that she, Wu Jiao, is the first person to drink juice other than the inventor.

She, Wu Jiao, is very important to Yang Yansheng.

"Of course it's possible. If you don't lack specific steps, I can write them to you later." Yang Yansheng smiled and refilled Wu Jiao's glass.

"Okay~" Wu Jiao responded.