Giants Games: The Chief's Billionaire Sweetheart

Jing Tianxin thought that she had to bow her head under the eaves of others. If the narcissist really paid him a lot, it would be no big deal to cook for him.

Who is it not a part-time job to work for?

Thinking of this, her mood immediately became cute, and Jing Tian's expression also changed rapidly.

Smiling like a dog's leg, he asked, "How much is Fan Shao going to pay me?"

"How about five hundred times?"

"five hundred?"

Jing Tian murmured in a low voice, and she was so happy that she really made a profit. You can earn five hundred by cooking a supper. Where can you find such a good thing.

When Mu Feifei saw Jing Tian repeating the number "five hundred", he thought she thought it was too little.

Then he added, "If you think it's less, you can do it once a thousand times."

After hearing this, Jing Tian felt as if she was about to pass out with happiness, she immediately smiled like a flower, and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Okay, okay, what do you want to eat, Fan Shao, I will cook it for you right away."

"spaghetti."

"No problem, you can do it."

Jing Tian rushed into the kitchen like a gust of wind, and Mu Feifei saw such a huge change in her before and after, thinking silently in his heart, this woman is so blind to money.

1000 yuan can make her so cheerful, it really is different.

Jing Tian's culinary skills are really not a fault of her own. Living in her aunt's house, she has never treated herself as a young lady, and she never troubles the servants when she can do things by herself.

Things like cooking are even easier to handle, isn't it just pasta, it's too easy for her.

Mu Feifei slowly moved to the kitchen, watching Jing Tian busy in the kitchen.

She found an apron from nowhere and tied it around her body. Her long hair, which was originally shawl, was casually tied into a loose bun behind her head with a rubber band.

At first glance, it really looks like a hardworking little wife preparing supper for her husband with full of love.

Mu Feifei stood quietly by the door, just staring at Jing Tian, ​​this moment was like an engraving in his mind, which could never be erased.

Jing Tian has put the noodles into the boiling water, and the other side is preparing the sauce for seasoning.

Just wait for the noodles to look, just fry it a little bit.

As long as she thinks of making a plate of spaghetti and earning a thousand silver, she will be very happy, her cherry lips will turn up from time to time, and her small mouth will smile without distraction.

Mu Feifei really hoped that time would stop here, so that he could have all the beauty of that silly little woman.

At this time, Jing Tian has already started to tell the cooked noodles to be taken out of the boiling water. Her movements are so skillful that even a layman who is not proficient in cooking can definitely see that Jing Tian is very good at cooking food .

Because of the busyness, the broken hair that was tucked behind her ears fell down and blocked her eyes.

Jing Tian occupied both hands, unable to move the hair blocking her eyes, Mu Feifei saw this and walked over.

He raised his hand silently, and helped Jingtian tuck those loose hairs back behind his ears very gently.

Jing Tian raised her head in surprise and looked at Mu Feifei's unexpected behavior. She was really confused, at least in Jing Tian's eyes, Mu Feifei was a scheming man like an iceberg, how could he be so gentle and considerate.

For a while, both of them were speechless, and the atmosphere became awkward.

It was Mu Feifei who broke the deadlock first, "Can you hurry up, are you going to starve me to death?"

"If you don't do it well, you will be deducted two hundred."

Jing Tian became nervous when she heard that the money would be deducted, "It will be fine soon, don't deduct the money! Immediately, immediately."

Only then did Mu Feifei take a few steps back, and Jing Tian hurriedly put the seasoning and the cooked pasta together in the pan and stir-fried.

The oil splashed and made a sizzling sound, Mu Feifei was a little worried that the oil would not fall on Jing Tian's body or hands.

He has been standing behind Jing Tian and watched silently.

"Oh, it hurts."

Jing Tian suddenly let out such a wail, the sound was not loud, but it was still clear to the ear.

Mu Feifei stepped forward to grab Jing Tian's hand without saying a word, and asked nervously, "Did you get splashed by oil?"

"Well, it's okay, Shao Fan."

"It will be ready soon, go to the restaurant and wait!"

In fact, the drop of oil splashed on the back of the hand just now still hurts, but she was afraid that Mu Feifei would deduct the money, so Jing Tian said it was okay.

Mu Feifei was a little displeased, "Do you think I'm blind? It's all red, and you still tell me I'm fine."

"Come here and take a shower of cold water, and apply some scald medicine later."

He took Jing Tian's hand and walked towards the sink, holding Jing Tian's hand tightly, turned on the faucet, and placed the burnt part under the water flow.

The cold water flowed over the back of the hand, and the cool feeling soaked into the flesh.

Jing Tian raised her eyes unconsciously and saw Mu Feifei's stern face with a hint of stubbornness, and even felt a little distressed.

For a moment, she felt that she was wrong. How could a man like Fan Shao be tempted by such an ordinary girl as her.

This cannot and will never happen.

But she also felt that that expression could not be disguised, and suddenly a burnt smell came from the other end.

Jing Tian didn't turn off the fire just now, but Mu Feifei dragged her to the side of the sink.

Well now, the pot of spaghetti is burnt.

The pungent smell reminded her of a cruel fact that the 1000 yuan was gone.

Jing Tian immediately broke free from Mu Feifei's restraint, ran to the stove again, and turned off the fire.

Looking at a pot of dark spaghetti, she turned to Mu Feifan in frustration, "Fan Shao, I'm sorry, the spaghetti is burnt."

"I'll do it again for you!"

"No, I don't want to eat, you go to bed early."

As Mu Feifei spoke, he glanced at the back of her hand that was burned just now.

"You don't eat! Aren't you hungry?"

"Fan Shao, I will move very quickly. If you give me a little more time, I will quickly make a plate of delicious pasta again."

Jing Tian was abnormally flattering, and Mu Feifei knew that she wanted to earn the 1000 yuan as a reward.

He just dropped another sentence when he left the kitchen, "The reward will be given to you as usual, there is no need to do it again."

Looking at the back of Mu Feifei leaving, Jing Tian quietly made a victory gesture behind her back.

"Oye, I earned 1000 yuan."

When Mu Feifei was gone, she put her hand in front of her face, looked at the red and swollen area, and blew cold air hissingly, "It really hurts."

Mu Feifei stood in the shadow and saw Jing Tian's grinning expression, he didn't know whether to be happy or worried.

The next morning, Jing Tian got up very early. After washing, she stood in front of the French window in the living room and stretched her muscles. When she was abroad, she used to practice yoga for half an hour every morning.

It has been abandoned recently, but it is still necessary to stretch your arms and legs.

Unexpectedly, Mu Feifei was earlier than her. At this time, he was already sweating profusely after running outside.

Seeing Jing Tian exercising in the morning, he went upstairs and said to Jing Tian, ​​"It costs 1000 yuan to make a breakfast."

"I will eat when I come out of the shower, and I will deduct 1 for [-] minute late."