Fast Transmigration: The hero is going to die again

Chapter 130 The Problem Girl Is A Little Sweet (15)

Shi Xi didn't have time to take back his idiotic gaze, smiled sarcastically and said, "I don't know why I came here..."

As she spoke, she moved out cautiously, for fear of making Wen Heng angry.

She remembered clearly that Wen Heng had said before that he didn't like to get too close to people. It was beyond Shi Xi's expectation that he could tolerate himself rolling on his bed for a whole night, but he made an inch of it and made others frivolous...

Shi Xi felt that she had gone too far.

With this honeyed guilt feeling, Shi Xi got up, and hurriedly ran to the kitchen to prepare a simple breakfast.

Wen Heng was lying on the bed, looking deeply at the back of the girl who was leaving in a hurry, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

He only lay down for a short while before getting up from the bed. After a simple wash, he walked to the living room, and saw Shi Xi standing in the kitchen, with a pile of ingredients in a decent shape beside him.

"Put it down," Wen Heng saw her forehead twitching slightly when she saw her earnestly beating eggs with a bowl, "I'll just do it."

"I'll do it, I'll do it," Shi Xi held the bowl, looking rather excited, "I saw a tutorial on frying eggs on the Internet, and I know how to do it!"

Wen Heng looked at her suspiciously, and didn't dare to go far away, so he stood at the kitchen door and stared at her, ready to rush over to rescue the scene if anything strange happened.

Shi Xi carefully poured some oil into the pot, strictly followed the steps on Baidu, and slowly poured the eggs into the pot.

The sound of "Zi la la" sounded, and she poked around in the pan with a shovel in a hurry. The eggs quickly formed, and she tried hard to fry the eggs into a certain shape, but the eggs were not very obedient. At that time, the shape was quite horrible.

Wen Heng suppressed a smile and turned off the gas, took the pot from the girl's hand, and lightly put the eggs into the plate.

"Have you enjoyed it? I'll do the rest," he took the shovel from the girl and asked casually, "What shape do you want?"

Shi Xi's eyes rolled, "How about a rose?"

Wen Hengli ignored her and let the freshly beaten eggs spread out into an irregular shape in the pot, "Then just think about it."

Shi Xi: ...

She snorted, turned her head and picked up the fried egg she made by herself, and ran to the living room.

Wen Heng fried the eggs, heated the milk, and made a simple sandwich. When he took the food to the dining room, the girl was looking at a covered plate on the table eagerly.

"What are you doing?" Wen Heng handed the girl the breakfast, and then sat across from her, "What are you doing in a daze, eat."

"Open it."

"It?" Wen Heng pointed to the plate that the girl had been staring at, "There shouldn't be anything disgusting in it, right?"

"Can you open it?" Shi Xi stared threateningly.

Wen Heng reluctantly removed the covering, and then saw a somewhat irregular heart shape.

It was an egg fried by Shi Xi himself.

"I cut it with a paring knife, it's kind of ugly," the girl said with a hint of regret in her voice, "It would be great if there was a heart-shaped mold."

Wen Heng didn't show any disgust at all, and didn't even say sarcasm.

He silently put the egg in front of him, then looked up at Shi Xi, "Why do you do this?"

"I'll eat it for you." Shi Xi blinked and smiled flatteringly, "You worked hard last night."

There was no ambiguity in the original sentence, but when she uttered it, Wen Heng was inexplicably hot. At this time, it was raining outside the window and the sun was shining through the window, casting a faint golden light on everything around her. .

Wen Heng felt as if something in his heart could not be restrained.

He picked up the not-so-good-looking egg and bit it lightly.

Shi Xi stared at his face, and asked a little nervously, "How is it, is it delicious?"

"Yeah," Wen Heng ate the egg in a hurry, took out a tissue and wiped his mouth, "I didn't expect you to be quite talented."

After being praised, Shi Xi was so happy that the corners of her mouth reached to her ears. She happily ate the breakfast made by Wen Heng, and almost hummed a little song to express her joy.

Wen Heng looked at her heartless look, took a sip of milk to dilute the taste of eggs in his mouth.

She didn't add salt.

However, Wen Heng felt from the bottom of his heart that this was the best fried egg he had ever eaten.

It must be a madman, Wen Heng watched Shi Xi eating breakfast, and slowly thought in his heart, and the worst thing was that he didn't feel worried about it at all, but felt an indescribable sense of happiness.

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Shi Xi went home after breakfast, Wen Heng sent her to the car, silently watched the car disappear from sight, and then returned to the house.

However, in one morning, he finished the things he planned to learn at hand, and the efficiency was so high that he was surprised.

During lunch, Ji Yan also returned home, and the mother and son sat at the dinner table talking one after another.

"It rained so hard last night, you didn't let Xixi go back by herself?"

"Her parents went back to Li's old house yesterday," Wen Heng said without raising his head, "She spent the whole night in the guest room."

"Oh, the guest room." Ji Yan's tone was a little disappointed, "Xixi was timid at first glance, and you didn't spend much time with her?"

Of course I did, Wen Heng said in his heart, and he stayed with him for a whole night.

"You're an idiot, just as boring as your father." Ji Yan looked at the silent Wen Heng, feeling a little worried, "Xixi is a good girl, you...forget it, I won't get involved in your children's affairs, But no matter what, don't hurt Xixi, do you hear me?"

"Why should I hurt her?" Wen Heng glanced at her inexplicably, "I don't hit women."

That tone was so pure that Ji Yan felt ashamed.

How can I speculate on my precious son like this!He's just 20 years old!

Wen Heng quickly finished the rice in the bowl, left a sentence to go back to rest, and then went upstairs.

In a corner that Ji Yan couldn't see, the boy blushed slightly, and the little flame in his body started to stir again.

If my mother knew what happened last night...

He closed his eyes, remembering again the warm, mesmerizing touch of the girl in his arms.

Shi Xi didn't know that she slept peacefully and behaved, she didn't do anything except tug on her sleeve.

It was Wen Heng who took her into his arms like a thief, and gradually fell asleep under the influence of the girl's breath.

He licked his dry lips.

He doesn't want to hurt her, but he wants to bully her, bully her severely, it's best to make her never leave that soft big bed...

Wen Heng took a deep breath, suppressing the restlessness in his heart.

For this boy in his early 20s, this feeling is a bit strange, but it seems reasonable.

If it was someone else, Wen Heng would find it boring just thinking about it, but if it was Shi Xi...

...he needs to take a cold shower.

(End of this chapter)