poppy beauty

Ying Shuqing's attitude was firm, so Shu Yan had no choice but to withdraw from the kitchen temporarily, but he was still worried, so he kept guard in the dining room, as if waiting to put out the fire at any time.But after he played PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds with his mobile phone, the kitchen became quite quiet, with only slight noises.

Shu Yan thought that he could not waste this excellent opportunity to be alone with Ying Shuqing, so he got up and walked towards the kitchen.He walked to the door, leaned against the door, and saw Ying Shuqing busy in front of the cooking table.

The man was wearing a white T-shirt, and the red apron looked particularly eye-catching on him. The comfortable and close-fitting material of the clothes stuck to his back, outlining a smooth and graceful curve.A thin light golden chain hung around his neck, reflecting the faint light in the sunlight, looking as gentle and soft as him.

Shu Yan looked infatuatedly at Ying Shuqing, who was busy with his own affairs, and suddenly had an illusion in his heart.The surrounding atmosphere suddenly became warmer, and in a trance, he felt that he had become the master of this room, and another person here was washing his hands and making soup for him.

"Book……"

Shu Yan almost called out Ying Shuqing's name affectionately, but fortunately he woke up in time, swallowed the sound back into his stomach, and replaced it with another sentence: "Uncle, do you need help?"

Only then did Ying Shuqing find Shu Yan by the door, thought for a while, and said to him, "Peel some garlic for me."

Shu Yan has never done housework, but things like peeling garlic can't help him.He walked to the cooking table, took the garlic in the basket and peeled it carefully, but turned around and saw Ying Shuqing holding the fish blade.

Although I don't know how Ying Shuqing's cooking skills are, but his knife skills seem to be pretty good.The cleaned fresh silver carp was placed on the table, and Ying Shuqing held the knife at an angle and stroked it lightly, the white and tender fish meat was sliced ​​off with the sharp blade, spreading out in his hands as thin as a sheet of paper.

This kind of operation is like a super god in Shu Yan's eyes, and he can't help but marvel: "Uncle, your sword skills are amazing!"

Ying Shuqing smiled modestly, but said to Shu Yan: "It's actually very simple, do you want to learn it?"

Shu Yan's eyes lit up immediately: "Can I learn? It feels so difficult."

"Try it, I'll teach you."

After Ying Shuqing finished speaking, she stepped aside and handed the knife in her hand to Shu Yan.

Shu Yan naturally wants to learn from my uncle's online teaching.He walked to the case, took the knife from Ying Shuqing's hand, imitated his posture of holding the knife, and pointed at the fish on the board.

"No, you have to tilt your hands a little more."

Under Ying Shuqing's guidance, Shu Yan was unavoidably a little nervous. The blade changed several angles, but it still didn't meet the teacher's standard.He was eager for success, and cut the fish hastily, but the fish fillet was as thick as a piece of fat. Ying Shuqing helped him change the knife, and asked him to try again, but this time Shu Yan couldn't do it.

"just forget it."

Shu Yan put down the knife dejectedly, with a look of resignation, but Ying Shuqing walked behind him at this moment, stretched out his arms around his waist, and put his hands lightly on the back of his hands.

Ying Shuqing's hands were just soaked in cold water, and they were icy cold, but such a temperature made Shu Yan's body suddenly hot, and even his fingers began to tremble unconsciously.He was even a little unsteady, and his toes suddenly curled up, as if he wanted to firmly grasp the ground and support the slightly shaking body above.

Shu Yan didn't expect that Ying Shuqing would take the initiative to post it, and his flustered heart suddenly went on a rampage like crazy, as if it was about to break his ribs and jump out of his chest.His breathing also suddenly became disordered, but he tried his best to restrain his emotions and hold his breath carefully, lest he reveal the slightest panic in front of Ying Shuqing.

"The hand holding the knife must be steady, and the angle should be just right."

Ying Shuqing whispered in Shu Yan's ear again, he was not as tall as the person in front of him, and he had to raise his head slightly when speaking, his warm breath surged like a flowing tide, making it impossible for Shu Yan to avoid it The roots of the ears turned red.

"Forcing like this..."

Shu Yan really felt that Ying Shuqing's body was tightly pressed against him, and his lower body was about to become embarrassingly hard.But everything about him is still in Ying Shuqing's hands. His breathing, heartbeat, body temperature, and fingers are all firmly controlled by the other party.

While talking in Shu Yan's ear, Ying Shuqing tightly held his hot hand, and gently exerted force with his wrist and fingers, slowly slicing off a piece of snow-white meat from the complete fish body.

Looking at the fish, Shu Yan felt that the piece of meat was his own, willing to be gouged out by Ying Shuqing's gentle and sharp knife, and become his meal.

Ying Shuqing personally taught Shu Yan once, then let go of him, and the moment he let go, the knife in Shu Yan's hand also fell on the chopping board.

Shu Yan's palms were covered with hot sweat, and his body seemed to be unconscious. Although Ying Shuqing let go of him, the warmth and breath still lingered on his body.This is undoubtedly a kind of temptation, a deadly temptation. He wants to hug Ying Shuqing tightly, press him against the kitchen wall and kiss him hard, and even more wants to lift him onto the kitchen counter and take off his pants into his body.

But if you do, it's over.

Standing in front of the case, Shu Yan could not turn around and face Shu Qing. He gritted his teeth tightly, desperately restraining the extremely strong impulse in his heart.

At this time, his mobile phone rang in the dining room, like a timely rain, giving him a chance to escape.

"I'm going out to answer the phone..."

Shu Yan turned around and said something to Ying Shuqing, then ran out of the kitchen in a panic, keeping his head down all the time, not daring to look up at the other party, for fear that his unnatural expression would vent his mind.

In the kitchen, Ying Shuqing was the only one left. He watched Shu Yan run out, and then returned to the cooking table, continuing to use the blade to eat his fish.

The blade cut across the body of the fish neatly and sharply. It only took Ying Shuqing 3 minutes to slice all the fish, and then put them one by one into the pot to marinate.He went to the cleaning table to wash the knife, and the water from the faucet slowly washed away the fishy smell on the knife.

The autumn wind blew into the window and swept the broken hair on Ying Shuqing's forehead. He raised his hand and brushed the hair aside with his slender fingertips, but a smile slowly appeared on his lips.

And this smile is comparable to the coldness of a knife, and it is also better than the coldness of the wind.