Chapter 738 Who can relax like you

  She stood at the door of the kitchen, her eyes falling on the slender and stalwart back.

  Fu Yixing is wearing a black shirt with his cuffs rolled up, his slender fingers are choosing dishes, his profile is serious and distinct, very beautiful.

  Lu Wanchu stared blankly, almost not regaining his senses.

  How can Fu Yixing, the proud son of heaven, know how to cook? In her memory, he did not know how to cook, but now she sees him actually? What is going on here? Is she dreaming?

   Perceiving her behind, Fu Yixing looked sideways, with sharp phoenix eyes, "What are you doing standing there?"

  "Fu Yixing, when do you know how to cook?"

   After a moment of silence, Lu Wanchu still asked, her voice slightly muted.

  Fu Yixing's movements stopped, his eyes fell deeply on Lu Wanchu, and after a long time he laughed at himself, "Because...for someone."

   Knowing that she was not good at cooking, he practiced cooking with his back to her for a long time, in order to cook for her.

  In these years, she has never tasted his cooking, and he never cooks after she left.

  Lu Wanchu's heart beat fiercely, Xing's eyes opened slightly, and Fu Yixing's eyes met.

  The corners of her mouth moved slightly, and finally closed tightly.

  She wants to ask if it’s her, but what if she asks it out?

  She and him seem to have been separated by something, even if they are very close.

   "Go and sit down, and you will be well soon."

   Fu Yixing lowered his face, as if he knew what Lu Wanchu was thinking.

  Lu Wanchu gave a dull hum before turning and leaving.

  After Lu Wanchu left, Fu Yixing turned around. He had already crushed the vegetable he had just selected and could no longer eat it.

  Lu Wanchu sat at the dining table in a daze, looked back at the direction of the kitchen, and suppressed her with uncomfortable feeling.

  She wanted to ask him, but she couldn't speak.

  I don’t know how long it has been. Lu Wanchu heard footsteps behind him. Looking back, Fu Yixing walked to her with rice and two dishes in his hand, and put it down.

   "Eat!"

  The dishes are very simple, one plate of meat dishes, one plate of vegetarian dishes, and a bowl of white rice.

   "Fu Yixing, have you used it?"

  Lu Wanchu raised his eyes to Fu Yixing, who was sitting opposite her, and asked in a low voice.

  She ate what he made, so she should ask first, right?

   "Hmm."

  Fu Yixing gave a faint hum, did not speak any more, and looked at her quietly.

  Lu didn't speak anymore at the beginning of the evening. He picked up the chopsticks on the side, picked up the meat and vegetables, green bamboo shoots and fried pork in front of him, and put it into his mouth. Then his eyes lit up and looked at Fu Yixing.

  She thought that the dishes he cooked could be eaten at most, and were similar to hers, but the result was beyond her expectation. It was delicious like the kind of special chefs.

  How long does it take to practice to make this taste?

  If he really did it for her, how much should he pay to do this?

   "What are you in a daze? Not delicious?"

   Fu Yixing said coldly, Lu Wanchu immediately returned to his senses, "It's delicious, it's delicious."

  Fu Yixing’s phoenix eyes flashed softly, “Since it’s delicious, then eat more and don’t eat those things again.”

   "Got it!"

  Lu Wanchu lowered his head and ate slowly.

   A piece of tissue was handed forward, Lu Wanchu raised his head in surprise, but saw Fu Yixing leaning forward, wiping the corners of her mouth with a tissue in his hand.

   "Lu Wanchu, how can you be like this when you are such an old person to eat alone? Who can rest assured that you are like this?"

  Fu Yixing retracted the tissue, pinched it in the palm of his hand, and said in a deep voice.

  He can't rest assured, she takes care of herself so much, what should she do if he leaves?

  Lu Wanchu touched the corner of his mouth, there seemed to be the feeling he had just wiped.

  (End of this chapter)