C447 A Beautiful Smile

"Aren't you busy today?" Chi Shaojun turned around and gave Ann Qianxi a pretty smile.

Ann Qianxi was bathing in the sunlight. She looked very different. It was also as if she had met Chi Shaojun for the first time.

For a second, Chi Shaojun was stunned. Maybe because of the estrangement for so many years and various reasons, he really did not look at Ann Qianxi seriously.

"I'm not busy. I thought you probably did not have lunch at noon, so you bought some vegetables." Ann Qianxi waved the vegetables in her hand. "I'll cook for you. How about it?"

"Okay." Chi Shaojun agreed immediately. He said, "Then I'll help you cook too. My cooking is also good."

"What kind of delicious food do you know how to cook?" Ann Qianxi said as she went downstairs. Chi Shaojun followed her downstairs. The kitchen was spacious and bright, and the cooking tools were very complete.

Compared to the two of them, Ann Qianxi and Chi Shaojun did not really like to cook for a long time. Other than working, they were busy reading all kinds of documents. They did not have time to do housework.

Firstly, Chi Shaojun's family hired nannies. Secondly, this house was specially designed and managed by a butler. There was no need to peck at the owners of the two families.

Even so, Ann Qianxi still wanted to cook a meal for Chi Shaojun. This way, her cooking would have a feeling and a thought.

"Cooking is a sign that a person loves you." Ann Qianxi picked the vegetables and said, "Not everyone can do it."

"I know. I feel this love now." Chi Shaojun took the vegetables and put them under the dragon head to wash them.

Ann Qianxi was in charge of sweeping the rice, cooking the pot and making some seasoning. Ann Qianxi was not very good at cooking. Sometimes, she would hesitate for a long time before cooking even if it was just a simple "tomato scrambled eggs." How should she cook?

For example, she had a discussion with Chi Shaojun about "tomato scrambled eggs." Should she stir-fry eggs first or add tomatoes first?

Both of them had their own ideas.

Chi Shaojun seemed to be a little gentler now. However, he was overbearing in his bones. Some things, whether it was true or not, became irreversible when it came to Chi Shaojun.

Later, Ann Qianxi and Chi Shaojun came to an agreement. To be more accurate, they listened to Chi Shaojun's opinion and stir-fried eggs first and placed tomatoes.

The moment they put the eggs in the pot, the oil splashed a lot. Ann Qianxi was so scared that she hid to the side. Chi Shaojun rushed over and wrapped his arms around Ann Qianxi's waist. He hurriedly covered the lid of the pot.

He did not know if he did the right thing. Anyway, the oil in the pot would not make any noise. "Is this okay?" Ann Qianxi turned her head and asked Chi Shaojun.

At that moment, there was a faint fragrance. Ann Qianxi, who was blushing because of Chi Shaojun's hug, blinked her big eyes. Chi Shaojun stared at Ann Qianxi for a few seconds. His eyes stopped on Ann Qianxi. On that little pink pudding lip.

He lowered his head. Before Ann Qianxi could react, he gently kissed her. At that moment, Ann Qianxi's face was probably the same as the tomato in the pot.

She was embarrassed and anxious about the vegetables in the pot. Ann Qianxi also became nervous. She did not know what to do and gently pushed Chi Shaojun away. "It's sticky! It's mushy!" She screamed.

Chi Shaojun did not enjoy the sweet kiss for long. Like a child who had done something wrong, her face turned red. She quickly went to get the lid of the pot. Ann Qianxi gave orders randomly, "Go!" No, no, I should get some water."

Chi Shaojun blushed and followed Ann Qianxi to get some water. Then there was a sound of "Hua La" in the pot. The two of them did not know what to do and hid behind each other. Chi Shaojun hugged Ann Qianxi.

She almost fell down when she was not careful.

"You are also not careful." Chi Shaojun sounded like he was scolding her, but he did not hide the affection in his eyes.

This kind of sweet and loving, sad and warm gaze was like a bowl of boiling hot nectar, licking Ann Qianxi until she was confused and at a loss of what to do.

Even Ann Qianxi herself could not remember clearly how that plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes came out of the pot. Anyway, when she picked Chi Shaojun up to eat, Chi Shaojun's expression seemed as if he was enjoying the best dish in the world.

"Is it that delicious?" Ann Qianxi was very clear about her cooking skills. Chi Shaojun could cook for others. But he couldn't fool Ann Qianxi.

As the saying goes, people know their own limits when they are expensive.

Ann Qianxi picked up the pair of chopsticks Chi Shaojun had eaten and also took a bite. "This is not delicious." Ann Qianxi raised her round little nose. The beads of sweat on her nose were like round pearls and attracted Chi Shaojun's attention.

He said, "I think it's not bad. It's sweet and sour. It's very similar to our previous love."

Ann Qianxi's face turned red.

This kind of Chi Congjun had never said so many sweet words to him before. He moved Ann Qianxi. Her eyelashes lightly trembled, and she raised a pretty and shy smile in the air.

Many people wanted to tell Ann Qianxi to maintain this kind of happiness. After all, this was a happiness that was hard to come by and also a happiness that others could not even yearn for.

Ann Qianxi also wanted to know that everything had come to an end. Why did she have to find out the story of the past? Was she the one who liked to do it?

No.

After all the storms of friendship, what was more important than to cherish life now?

Ann Qianxi understood.

It was just that she was different from others.

After the meal, of course, Ann Qianxi's scrambled eggs with tomatoes could not be used as dinner. Otherwise, Chi Shaojun would be poisoned or starved to death by Ann Qianxi's food sooner or later.

"I thought you were a genius and knew how to do anything. So you don't know how to do things." Ann Qianxi was like a little penguin as she moved a lot of things in the room, including the raw materials needed for the charcoal fire.

Chi Shaojun's barbecue was not bad. Ann Qianxi was in charge of enjoying the beautiful scenery while Chi Shaojun was in charge of barbecue.

Aiyah, if this beautiful job could be like this every day, it would be so blissful. Ann Qianxi appeared to be in a lazy state. She leaned her head back against the white chair in their own big garden.

This villa district had always been isolated at a price of 99. 99% of the people in the city. Why did Chi Shaojun live in this house? It was not because he was different, but because he was different.

It was because no matter how glorious the mansion was, it could not hide the nature of their mental patients. A man less than 30 years old lived in a mansion with tens of millions of yuan. If he was not a mental patient, then what was he?

Furthermore, he was a very handsome mental patient clan.