After introducing someone to the boss, I became his only favorite

Qiao Xingran thought that what Jiang Yandong said about cooking for him was just a joke, who knew that he went into the kitchen as soon as he got back, and didn't let himself watch, so he had no choice but to take his clothes and go take a shower first.

After taking a shower and going downstairs, Jiang Yandong was still busy in the kitchen, Qiao Xingran quietly hid outside the door, watching the tall man standing in front of the cooking counter, his sleeves were folded flat to the forearm, revealing half of his strong chest. forearm.

The kitchen was filled with a faint smell of food, Qiao Xingran looked at Jiang Yandong's slender figure, standing out of place in the kitchen, and the tiny light shone on him, like a perfect painting, a warm feeling rose in his heart I thought, thinking that the fireworks in the world are probably the scene in front of me.

"Did you finish washing?" The man seemed to have noticed his existence, turned his head and asked, and a faint smile appeared on his light-colored thin lips, which was extremely charming.

Qiao Xingran blushed under the man's smiling gaze, nodded slightly but didn't dare to look at him, and lightly grabbed a small corner of the pajamas with her pale fingers.

Jiang Yandong put down the spatula in his hand, and walked towards him slowly, Qiao Xingran looked at the deep and charming facial features of the other party, and forgot how to react for a moment, he became red again when he knew the man hugged him gently Face.

Jiang Yandong hugged him lightly, lowered his head and planted a kiss on the other's lips, half coaxing, "Go to the restaurant and wait, the kitchen is too heavy with oily smoke."

Qiao Xingran was kissed in a daze, and hurriedly reached out to press the man's chest. His fair neck gradually turned pink, and he froze in place, unable to move.

"I, let me help you."

"Alright." Jiang Yandong smiled, stretched out his arms to hug him and walked into the kitchen.

"Wash the vegetables for me, can you?" Jiang Yandong picked up the shovel again and turned over the vegetables in the pot, then turned his head and said.

"En." Qiao Xingran nodded, saw the cabbage on the cooking table, turned on the faucet to drain the water, and peeled the cabbage piece by piece.

The sound of "sizzling, sizzling" came to mind in the pot, Qiao Xingran couldn't help but look at Jiang Yandong secretly, and found that the other party had already filled up the braised pork ribs just now, and now they started frying shredded pork.

He speeded up the action of washing the cabbage in his hands. Just as he was concentrating on cleaning the cabbage piece by piece, he suddenly bumped into a warm embrace from behind, and stretched out a pair of knuckle-boned hands in front of him.

"You, the vegetables will get mushy." Qiao Xingran didn't dare to move, and the hands stretched out behind him wrapped him in his arms, and the two of them washed the same piece of cabbage in a particularly ambiguous posture.

"It's okay, I've shoveled it up and turned off the fire." Jiang Yandong whispered next to his ear, watching with satisfaction that the other's pink ears gradually turned red.

"I, I can wash it alone." Qiao Xingran looked at the sheet of cabbage held by the two of them with some embarrassment, and he could touch the hot skin of the person behind him with a little movement.

"It's okay, the two of you are efficient." Jiang Yandong chuckled, resting his chin on Qiao Xingran's shoulder.

"But, but I..." Qiao Xingran's body stiffened at a loss, a sudden coolness came from the tips of her hot ears, and when she turned her head, it turned out that it was Jiang Yandong's wet hand that gently pinched her earlobe .

Because Qiao Xingran was pressed on the cooking table and kissed by someone halfway, it took a few minutes to wash a cabbage, and the two of them washed it for more than ten minutes.

Qiao Xingran didn't dare to stay in the kitchen after washing the cabbage. Thinking of Jiang Yandong's low laughter just now, he felt a deer bumping happily in his chest, and he almost fainted .

He patted his chest, and waited for the temperature on his face to gradually drop before he dared to enter the kitchen to serve the meal.

He thought Jiang Yandong was a rookie in the kitchen, but he didn't expect that all the dishes he made were his favorite, and they looked so good that they made people salivate.

Qiao Xingran looked at the braised pork ribs on the table, the color was even, and the caramel-colored ribs were dotted with a few small white sesame seeds, and swallowed quietly.

"Go wash your hands and eat." Jiang Yandong brought out cabbage and tofu, and raised his chin at Qiao Xingran.

"Oh, good." Qiao Xingran nodded, looked at the boiling tofu in the casserole, and quickly ran into the kitchen to wash his hands.

All the dishes he likes to eat, Qiao Xingran sat at the dining table holding a bowl, feeling very satisfied, even the ordinary white rice became very fragrant.

"Is it delicious?" Jiang Yandong looked at him with a smile.

"Yeah, it's very delicious, especially this tofu and cabbage stew." Qiao Xingran nodded excitedly, praising without reservation.

"Really? I also think this tofu and cabbage stew is very delicious." Jiang Yandong smiled, biting the word cabbage very hard.

After Jiang Yandong intentionally reminded him, Qiao Xingran immediately remembered what happened when he was washing cabbage in the kitchen, his face flushed immediately, he glared at Jiang Yandong, and angrily bit a piece of pork ribs.

Why didn't he realize that Jiang Yandong was so stinky and shameless before?

After eating enough, Qiao Xingran took the initiative to take over the job of washing dishes, while Jiang Yandong sat in the living room watching TV to digest,

The bowls of the two of them were washed quickly. Qiao Xingran wiped the cooking table clean, squeezed some dish soap to wash off the greasy hands, and asked if there was no smell before she wiped her hands and went out.

"Done?" Jiang Yandong turned to look at him.

"Yeah." Qiao Xingran nodded, and collapsed on the sofa on the other side without any image.

The food just now was so delicious, I accidentally ate too much, and now I'm a little overwhelmed, Qiao Xingran slumped on the sofa and didn't want to move.

Jiang Yandong smiled, moved over and dragged him into his arms, stretched out his hands and squeezed the flesh on Qiao Xingran's stomach.

"You, what are you doing?" Qiao Xingran blushed, felt the strength on her stomach, and almost jumped up.

"Don't move, I'll rub it for you." Jiang Yandong stretched out his hand to restrain him, and gently massaged his abdomen with his hands.

Overwhelmed Qiao Xingran didn't want to move, so she let Jiang Yandong move, lying in her warm embrace, enjoying the "special service" very comfortably.

It was Qiao Xingran's problem to get sleepy when he was full, but he was comfortable now, and it was almost one o'clock in the morning, and he gradually lost consciousness after a while.

Feeling the steady and even breathing of the person in his arms, Jiang Yandong eased the strength in his hands, looked down at An Wen's face, and called out a few times tentatively.

When there was no response, Jiang Yandong was convinced that Qiao Xingran was really asleep, took the remote control to turn off the TV, reached out to grab the knee of the person in his arms, stood up and walked steadily upstairs.

Putting the person on the bed, it seemed that he was disturbed, the person lying on the bed turned over uncomfortably, found the quilt by himself and got in, Jiang Yandong was a little bit dumbfounded, and in the next second he saw Qiao Xingran exposed Arms on the outside.

With a pale expression, he bent down and grabbed Qiao Xingran's thin wrist, and gently lifted up his sleeves, revealing shocking scars.

The bluish purple was of different shades, scars were printed on the originally fair and smooth skin, and the arms were actually full of nail marks and teeth marks, Jiang Yandong's eyes turned red instantly.

He couldn't believe what Qiao Xingran had gone through. On the surface, a person with such a cheerful personality had started to subconsciously hurt himself before he knew it.

Jiang Yandong gritted his teeth, thinking of the inspection report that Zhao Yuexin had passed to him, his temples began to ache.

He will definitely make those who hurt Qiao Xingran pay the price one by one, Qiao Yuzhen?A mere secular woman dared to hurt the person he had been thinking about a few years ago, she really didn't know how to live or die.

Jiang Yandong pressed the center of his eyebrows, found a medical box, and helped Qiao Xingran sterilize the newly added wound, and then carefully bandaged it.

After tidying up all these, he lay on the bed, stretched out his hand to embrace Qiao Xingran, who was hugging the quilt and whispering restlessly, into his arms, and gently patted the back of the person in his arms.

Qiao Xingran gradually calmed down, the corners of his eyes were still a little wet, Jiang Yandong stretched out his hand to help him wipe it off, feeling even more angry in his chest towards those who hurt Qiao Xingran.

Qiao Xingran still didn't know what Jiang Yandong found out about him. When he woke up in the morning, he found himself lying in Jiang Yandong's arms again, still a little dazed.

Thinking back to last night, I remembered that I seemed to have fallen asleep on the sofa, rubbing my swollen head, Qiao Xingran curled up the corners of her lips, and nestled comfortably into Jiang Yandong's arms, just for a while The crib is ready.

In fact, the moment Qiao Xingran woke up, Jiang Yandong woke up. Feeling the dependent behavior of the person in his arms, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and he stretched out his hand to hug him tightly.

When Qiao Xingran was in a daze, he felt a burst of wetness on his face, and opened his eyes stickyly to look, blushing instantly, and stretched out his hands angrily to push the face in front of him away.

"Don't kiss, you haven't brushed your teeth and washed your face yet."

"Don't be afraid, it's not dirty." Jiang Yandong smiled, stretched out his hand to take Qiao Xingran's hand away, bowed his head and kissed again.

The two quarreled on the bed for a while, and finally Qiao Xingran was exhausted and defeated. He was panting, and put his hands on Jiang Yandong's swollen chest muscles.

"You, can you stop bullying me all the time?" Qiao Xingran's eyes were slightly flushed, and his voice was a little hoarse when he just woke up in the morning, with a hint of coquettishness.

"Where did you bully you?" Jiang Yandong laughed lowly twice, and gently pressed Qiao Xingran's upturned hair with his palm.

"I won't tell you anymore, I have to get up and go to work." Qiao Xingran opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything, and in a fit of embarrassment, he lifted the quilt and wanted to get up.

Before he could sit up, a hand was put on his waist, and he was dragged back in a whirl, the tip of his nose was full of Jiang Yandong's breath.

"You're enough, let me get up!" Qiao Xingran didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and she didn't expect Jiang Yandong to be so clingy after opening up.

"Qiao Xingran." Jiang Yandong's tone suddenly became serious.

Qiao Xingran stopped moving, and looked up at the opponent's slashed jaw, feeling a little dazed.

"what happened?"

Jiang Yandong sighed softly, looked down at Qiao Xingran's clear eyes, and suddenly stretched out his hand to gently hold his wrist.

"Don't hurt yourself in the future, okay?"

The wound on his arm was exposed to the air, Qiao Xingran shrank subconsciously, but his wrist was tightly held.

"I..." He opened his mouth, looking at the devastated wounds on his arms, but couldn't say anything.

Just when he thought that Jiang Yandong would ask him something, suddenly there was a soft touch on his arm, and Jiang Yandong's slightly cool lips touched the wound on his arm.

"You, what are you doing?" Qiao Xingran's eyes turned red immediately, seeing Jiang Yandong's extremely serious expression, he couldn't tell what it was like.

"Don't hurt yourself anymore." Jiang Yandong said softly.

"If something happens to you, I hope that the first person you think of is me. You are a very powerful man. No matter what difficulty it is, I can help you solve it." Jiang Yandong stared into Qiao Xingran's eyes, the look in his eyes Very pious.

Qiao Xingran's eyes were red, her heart felt like a ball of cotton was stuffed, and the swollen sense of happiness seemed to overflow.

"Okay, I promise you." He nodded, trying to wipe away his tears helplessly, but there was a pair of hands faster than him, gently wiping his face.

【Speak】

It's so sweet, but it's a pity no one sees it, alas