Favorite!Haunted by President Bingshan

Xia Xing was hugged tightly by him, and even yelled "I want to kiss".

It looked like a child arguing with his mother for candy.

She smiled helplessly and lovingly, pinching his handsome face,

"One last time, after kissing, go wash up obediently."

Gu Ting listened deeply, his eyes instantly filled with a smile, "Yes."

Xia Xing smiled and stood on tiptoe, placing a kiss on his lips.

Originally, I just wanted to kiss.

However, the moment Gu Ting pressed his thin lips, he suddenly hugged the back of her head.

Turn passive into active, tossing and turning on her lips.

He thought that since it was the last kiss, he couldn't just kiss lightly.

He sucked and sucked.

Like a starving baby finally getting milk.

Xia Xing was stunned for a moment when he held his head.

Then a doting smile appeared in the corner of his eyes, and he let him kiss her.

As if a mother looks at a baby who is feeding contentedly.

After an unknown amount of time, Gu Tingshen let go of her, panting slightly, with a contented expression.

Xia Xing rested against his chest for a while.

"Is it okay now? Kid Tingshen."

Hearing this, Gu Ting raised the corner of his mouth, "Yes."

"Then now, immediately, immediately, obediently wash up for me."

Gu Ting took a deep look at the console and smiled.

"I'll go later, I want to watch the omelette and learn from Miss Xia."

"Don't you know?"

Xia Xing smiled lowly and left his embrace.

Gu Ting looked deeply at her and poured oil into the hot pan after turning on the fire.

"I'll learn more."

"Then you have to pay the tuition."

Gu Ting bowed his head deeply and kissed her face, "Is this okay?"

The corner of Xia Xing's mouth turned up, "It's barely okay."

"Barely? How can I do that?"

With that said, he kissed again.

Xia Xing laughed happily, "It's fine, it's fine."

Any more kisses, and breakfast will turn into lunch.

Gu Tingshen watched carefully as she poured the prepared vegetable and egg liquid into the pot and fried it on low heat.

"When did you learn to cook?" he asked.

She tilted her head slightly with the spatula in her hand and thought for a moment:

"It's hard to say when exactly, it will be done as much as possible."

"When did you first do it?"

This Xia Xing remembered very clearly, "When I was in the second semester of the third grade of elementary school."

Gu Ting was very surprised, "The third grade?"

"Yeah." Xia Xing smiled slightly seeing his surprised expression.

Gu Ting touched her head deeply, "How old is that?"

"It seems to be nine years old."

......

At that time, Xia Dongyang was the security captain of a state-owned enterprise.

Sometimes I get off work late.

Usually before going to work, he would put some steamed buns, corn and sweet potatoes in the pot, and he would also prepare some biscuits at home.

After Xia Xing came home from school, he could eat something to fill his stomach first.

He will cook for her when he comes back from get off work.

One day, Xia Xing came home from school as usual, eating the corn that Xia Dongyang had prepared in advance, and doing homework.

After eating the corn and doing homework, Xia Dongyang hasn't come back yet.

She was sitting at the door waiting for him, when suddenly an idea occurred to her.

She went to the kitchen and opened the pans one by one to have a look.

Seeing that there was still leftovers in the pressure cooker, I decided to make fried rice.

She thought that her father hadn't come back yet, so she could prepare a meal and wait for him.

This way he doesn't have to cook anymore when he comes back.

Thinking about it, the hands started to act.

Every day when Xia Dongyang cooks, she watches from the side.

So she recalled the order of his cooking in her mind, and did it one by one.

The preparations are done and the fried rice starts.

Because I am still young, I am not tall enough.

She moved a small stool and stepped on it.

Following Xia Dongyang's way of lighting, after a few tries, he finally turned on the gas stove.

At that time, I didn't know to heat the pan before pouring oil.

There were still water stains in the pot and poured oil directly, the pot crackled instantly, and the oil splashed on her hands and face.

It hurt so much that she let out an "oops" and jumped off the stool.

Until the oil in the pan didn't splash so hard, thick smoke came out.

She stepped on the stool again and quickly poured the rice into the pot.

Halfway through the frying, I remembered that Xia Dongyang added eggs.

Then I turned off the fire, went to find an egg in the cupboard, beat it directly into the pot and added salt and soy sauce.

Turn on the fire and continue frying.

When the cooking was almost done, Xia Dongyang came back.

As soon as I entered the house, I smelled the thick smoke coming from the kitchen, and my heart skipped a beat, so I hurried in.

I saw my daughter's small body frying rice in front of the gas stove.

Not tall enough to stand on a stool.

With a spatula in his little hand, he was clumsily stirring in the pan.

His face changed with fright.

Hastily stepped forward to turn off the fire, and hugged her down.

Xia Xing smiled when he saw him come back.

But Xia Dongyang's face was dark and he reprimanded her.

Xia Xing felt aggrieved, but he didn't cry, he just pouted with his head down.

After Xia Dongyang criticized her, he told her again the danger of doing so.

Xia Xing listened, explained to him why he did this, and nodded, promising not to do so in the future.

Xia Dongyang's complexion improved and he patted her head.

Then I went to see the fried rice she made, it was black and burnt.

He smiled and took a bite to try.

Xia Xing smiled again, "How is it? Is it delicious?"

Xia Dongyang didn't want to hit her, so he said, "It's okay."

Xia Xing grinned all of a sudden.

From then on, every time Xia Dongyang cooked, Xia Xing watched from the sidelines.

He will tell her some details to pay attention to when cooking.

Xia Xing listened and learned.

When she was still young, Xia Dongyang made a request to her:

Every time I want to cook, I have to have him around before I can do it.

She has also followed.

Later, when she grew up to junior high school, she could cook independently.

The more you do it, the more proficient you become.

Xia Dongyang came home late from get off work, so she would make the meal first and wait for him while doing homework.

......

Gu Ting listened to her slowly speaking with a smile, and stepped forward to hug her.

"It's so small, how can it cook? How dangerous."

"I didn't think so much at the time, I just wanted to make a good meal and wait for my dad to come back."

She laughed and said, "But I was also scolded by my dad."

"You have to train it, how dangerous it is."

He said, pinching her face.

But more is to feel sorry for her.

At such a young age, if there is no one around to take care of him, he would not run to cook by himself.

Fortunately, there was no danger at that time.

Seeing the pain on his face, Xia Xing comforted him with a soft smile.

"It's okay, am I fine now?"

"Ah."

Gu Ting hugged her deeply and called him.

"Star......"

"Ok?"

"Promise me, no matter now or in the future, don't do dangerous things, okay?"

"Well, don't worry."

She said cheerfully, "I regret my life."

Gu Ting listened deeply, and was also amused. He kissed the top of her hair, "Good boy."

Xia Xing finished frying the egg roll and urged him to wash up.

He obediently went.

While he was taking a shower, he made another cup of clear coffee and made himself a cup of coffee with milk.

After Gu Ting took a deep shower, he answered the phone.

Then sat down at the table.

Eating the breakfast she made, looking out the window at the good weather, I was in a good mood.

It was rare for Xia Xing to see him showing a lazy and comfortable look, and he smiled.

"Mr. Gu, you are in a good mood."

"Well, Miss Xia's credit."

He smiled slightly, took a sip of coffee.

Xia Xing chuckled.

I like to see him like this, he has lost his compelling cold aura.

Looking gentle and elegant, elegant and handsome.