He is more charming than Midsummer

He leaned down and kissed her gently.

She is very sweet, with a sweet fragrance on her lips and in her hair.

Feng Jingxuan couldn't say how he felt towards her, but his body reacted to this woman.

with a snap.

Nan Xia came to her senses at this moment, she slapped Feng Jingxuan on the back of his hand.

His hands turned red immediately.

Feng Jingxuan said with a sullen face, "If you keep playing hard to get, it won't be interesting."

Nan Xia: "..."

Just now, her mind was indeed a little out of order, but this kind of thing will never happen again next time.

She didn't want to continue arguing about this topic with the man.

"You go out, I'm going to make a medicinal meal with Chenchen."

When Chenchen was mentioned, Feng Jingxuan's expression softened a little.

Staring at the ingredients in front of him, he said unnaturally, "I can help."

In fact, she also cooked for Chenchen before, because Chenchen had severe anorexia and refused to eat anything.

For a while, Chenchen said that as long as it was made by his own hands, he would try his best to eat it. In order for Chenchen to recover his health, he also cooked it himself.

It's just that he is not proficient in cooking, let alone talented, and the things he makes are not satisfactory.

Now that Chenchen can eat well, he is also very surprised how Nan Xia made the medicinal food.

Nan Xia looked at him with complicated eyes: "Do you want to help?"

Feng Jingxuan was still wearing a black suit, he looked out of place in the kitchen.

"Well, I can help chop and cook vegetables." The man nodded slightly.

Nan Xia: "..."

Shouldn't it be a disservice?

She really wanted to drive Feng Jingxuan out.

But this is Feng Jingxuan's domain.

Feng Jingxuan directly took off the outer suit, and inside was a blue shirt. He unbuttoned the top two buttons, and rolled up the sleeves, revealing his strong chest muscles.

He is the type who looks thin when he is dressed, and has flesh when he takes off his clothes. He has broad shoulders and long legs. Even when he is in a vegetable state, he still has abdominal muscles.

Nan Xia remembered some pictures she had seen when she helped him wipe his body before.

The man then put on an apron and walked to her side: "Let me wash the herbs and vegetables, it will be faster."

His movements actually looked very skilled, not like someone entering the kitchen for the first time.

"Okay." At this point, Nan Xia had no choice but to agree.

When Feng Jingxuan was washing the vegetables, Nan Xia simply mixed the flour.

Medicinal diet is actually very simple, that is, mix all medicinal materials, meat and vegetables with rice and cook them into porridge.

She promised Chenchen to make him some pastries.

"You can just chop these vegetables into cubes." Nan Xia raised her head midway and said.

When she was cooking, she randomly pulled her hair up with a chopstick, and her bangs covered her eyes, blocking her eyes.

Feng Jingxuan walked over, and reached out to brush her hair behind her ears.

The two were standing side by side, and the ambiguous atmosphere hadn't dissipated before, but now they seemed even closer.

Nan Xia froze for a moment, lowered her head to avoid it, and changed the subject: "Can you chop vegetables?"

"Yes." Feng Jingxuan said calmly.

He saw that the woman's ears were red again, and her face couldn't help stretching.

In the past, he only thought that this woman had ulterior motives, and her eyes were full of ambition when she approached him, but only now did he realize that she was so shy easily.

Physiological reactions can't be fooled after all, her ears are bright red, and the round earrings are like a piece of fine ruby.

Somewhat cute.

Feng Jingxuan couldn't help bending his lips.

"Mr. Feng?"

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, Nan Xia frowned.

Seeing Feng Jingxuan's eyes go blank, she thought he didn't know how to chop vegetables at all.

It's normal for a young master like Feng Jingxuan who grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth to never enter the kitchen in his whole life.

Today he suddenly wanted to try cutting vegetables on a whim, but Nan Xia only attributed him to the young master's boring curiosity.

The man coughed: "What's the matter?"

Nan Xia said: "It doesn't matter if you don't know how to cut it, I'll do it."

"I can."

The voice just fell.

Feng Jingxuan fished out the washed vegetables, and then cut them into cubes with a kitchen knife.

He cuts the vegetables well and the grains are even.

A trace of surprise flashed in Nan Xia's eyes: "You really know it."

The man's voice rose slightly: "It's been cut before, it's not very difficult."

No matter what he learns, it is easy, and the same is true for washing and cutting vegetables, but the taste of cooking is a bit difficult to control.

"Well, put the herbs and vegetables into the pot."

After Nan Xia finished speaking, she reached out to pick up the dishes on the plate.

She touched Feng Jingxuan's fingers, his hands were covered with water, very cold.

She retracted her fingers, switched to a low fire, and started cooking porridge.

"Look at the pot, I'll steam the pastry."

The kitchen is actually quite large, with a long aisle, but it is very narrow, and it seems a bit crowded for two adults to live together.

Feng Jingxuan stepped aside, even so, Nan Xia still touched his body.

Finally getting away from the man, Nan Xia heaved a sigh of relief, and the movements of her hands became lighter.

Feng Jingxuan glanced at her.

How happy is it to cook with him?

In fact, he also wanted to see what Chenchen ate, with such an appetite every day.

Nan Xia's cooking skills are really good, and the meals she cooks for Chenchen are also very hygienic and thoughtful.

After the medicinal meal was finished, Chenchen was a little surprised when he learned that it was when the two of them made it together.

The little guy's complexion has improved a lot recently, and he ate up all the medicinal food.

Feng Jingxuan heaved a sigh of relief seeing them being harmonious.

When Nan Xia was away, Chenchen always seemed very anxious. After Nan Xia came, he became much calmer.

Chenchen's dependence on Nan Xia became more and more serious.

Some are beyond his imagination.

Reason told him that this was not acceptable, but in the end he did nothing.

The phone rang.

It's Mr. Feng's phone call.

Feng Jingxuan went to the balcony and answered the phone: "Dad."

"I heard that you came to see me today, and you left soon?" Old Man Feng's voice came from over there.

"Ah."

"It's because of that woman. I'm afraid I'll do something to her? If I told you to drive her away, I don't mean to drive her away. Now you're still afraid that I'll hurt her?" Old Man Feng snorted coldly.

"Dad, don't do anything to her. I said that I will give you a perfect account of what happened last time. Are you satisfied now?" Feng Jingxuan said in a deep voice.

What he said was that Matilda didn't accept red envelopes privately.

Old Man Feng pondered: "She is indeed a qualified doctor. If she is only a doctor, I am very supportive."

After Nan Xia gave him acupuncture, he also had a good night's sleep.

It means that she has excellent professional ability and is an excellent doctor.

"But if she has any entanglements with you, it won't work. She has plastic surgery to look like your ex-wife. She is ambitious and has crossed my bottom line."