Fast time travel: The delicate beauty becomes the prisoner of the villain

After Fu Feng came out of the toilet, he had returned to normal, but he was more silent than usual.

He walked into the kitchen naturally, the appearance of wearing an apron was very different from usual.

Jiang Zijin originally thought that he knew nothing, but he did not expect that his movements of cutting vegetables were very smooth and fast, and the knife edge was very neat.

Fu Fan glanced at Jiang Zijin who was standing by watching him shred radish, and explained: "I learned to cook a little when I was living alone."

Seeing his skillful movements, Jiang Zijin knew it was not just 'learning to cook a little bit'.

She boasted: "It's amazing."

With Fu Feng's help, Jiang Zijin's cooking speed is much faster.

Fu Feng asked, "What do you like to eat?"

He bought a lot of vegetables, enough for Jiang Zijin to last for three or four days. If there were any more, the vegetables would easily spoil.

Jiang Zijin said, "Spicy."

Fu Feng glanced at her, then lowered his eyes, "Don't eat too much spicy food, it will easily hurt your stomach."

Even though he said so, he still did it for Jiang Zijin.

Fu Fang's sleeves reached his elbows, revealing his strong and muscular lines. He held the handle of the pot in one hand and the spatula in the other, and skillfully started to stir fry.

When he was cooking, he was very different from Jiang Zijin's impression.

With a little smoke and fire, there is a sense of home.

The aroma of vegetables wafted out of the kitchen.

Fu Feng said, "You take it over."

Jiang Zijin smiled so sweetly that her dimples appeared, and took the food obediently, "No problem."

The person in charge changed from Jiang Zijin to Fu Feng. At first Jiang Zijin was able to intervene, but later on Fu Feng took over almost all the work.

"There is a lot of oily smoke in the kitchen, I'm afraid it will choke you, so go out and wait."

The kitchen is a bit small, and two people will inevitably collide with each other when they are crowded together. Coupled with the fire, the temperature in the kitchen soars.

Fu Feng's sweat oozes from the temples, along the sharp jaw line and trickles to the chin.

The man frowned and wiped his sweat.

Because the kitchen was too small, Jiang Zijin moved around to get the ingredients. When the white skin was attached to his arm, the soft and creamy touch made him unable to calm down for a while.

If Jiang Zijin was allowed to stay any longer, he was afraid that he would not be able to hold on.

Jiang Zijin was embarrassed, "I can wash the vegetables for you."

Fu Feng said, "You just go sit on the sofa and wait to eat."

Jiang Zijin responded.

The kitchen is small and the ventilation is not very good, it is like a steamer in this weather.Jiang Zijin saw more and more sweat on his forehead, and pulled a clean tissue from one side.

The dry paper was pasted on the side of Fu Feng's face, and Jiang Zijin's body carried her unique faint fragrance, like sweet and greasy cherry flesh, and her beautiful and delicate face turned a layer of light red due to the heat.

Her eyes were very focused, and her fingers were so soft that she was wiping his sweat.

"You're sweating a lot."

Fu Feng's breath stagnates.

........

Soon, the table was filled with three dishes and one soup.

Fu Feng seems to know a little bit about everything. Not only can he play games, he is also good at cooking, and he is also good-looking.

No wonder there are so many people who like him online...

Jiang Zijin propped her chin, and seemed a little careless when she was thinking, her dark eyelashes drooping, and her pouty lips were bright red.

Fu Feng asked, "Can I drink?"

He came with a good bottle of wine from home.

Jiang Zijin's capacity for alcohol was a little weak, so she stretched out two hands to measure a distance of one centimeter, "Just a little bit."

Fu Feng took out the glasses from the cupboard and poured them for both of them.

Jiang Zijin said, "Originally I did the cooking, so I'll trouble you to do it."

Fu Feng said, "No trouble."

All the dishes he cooks are Jiang Zijin's favorite.

She had a small appetite, and she was full after a few mouthfuls of each dish, and the rest went into Fu Feng's stomach.

Fu Feng drank very slowly, and his movements were particularly pleasing to the eye.

Jiang Zijin said that if she can't drink well, she is really bad.

The wine brought by Fu Feng is a bit sweet at the top, and it tastes a bit like a drink, not very spicy, but has a lot of aftertaste.

She thought the degree was low, so she asked Fu Feng to pour her another cup.

"Continued Cup."

Jiang Zijin didn't realize that her face was blushing, she licked her soft red lips like drinking fruit wine.

Fu Feng didn't stop her, and poured her another cup.

"Drink slowly."

He clasped the glass with his bony fingers, and swung it up and down twice, the ruddy wine formed a beautiful arc, looking elegant and luxurious, like a nobleman.

It didn't take long for Jiang Zijin to be so drunk that her speech began to slur.

"Delicious..."

She approached Fu Feng, wanting to take the wine bottle in his hand, "And..."

Fu Feng raised the wine bottle out of her reach.

"Are you drunk?"

Jiang Zijin blinked in confusion, then shook her head crookedly.

"No, not drunk..."

Fu Feng said, "Little stammer."

Jiang Zijin also acted as if he didn't understand, pestering him for a drink.

"Come here." Fu Feng pointed to his legs, "I'll give you a drink as soon as I sit up."

Jiang Zijin's consciousness was chaotic, and she was half pulled and half dragged to sit on it.

She turned around and complained with some dissatisfaction, "Hard..."

Fu Feng's body tensed slightly, and he held her down.

"Sit down obediently."

He still hadn't forgotten his purpose, and asked her in a hoarse voice, "What's the name of that policeman just now?"

Jiang Zijin blushed and was hugged softly in his arms.

"Zhou, Zhou Zeyu..."

Fu Feng read in a low voice, "Zhou Zeyu..."

He put his hand on Jiang Zijin's sparkling eyes, "Why are they so red?"

Jiang Zijin was half lying on his body like a cat, so drunk that he was dizzy.

"Don't, don't touch your eyes..."

She frowned uncomfortably, and her voice was soft.

The small and thin chin was picked up by Fu Fu, and the touch between the fingertips was as smooth as jade.

"Who can bite you?"

The corners of Jiang Zijin's mouth curled down, her voice full of grievances.

Fu Feng asked her again.

"who is it."

Jiang Zijin's slender and curly eyelashes were stained with tears, "I don't know..."

"I don't know who bit me..."

As she spoke, she felt even more aggrieved, her thin eyelids trembled, and the bright red at the end of her eyes, like an oil painting, made it look so beautiful.

Fu Feng asked back: "I don't know?"

Jiang Zijin's beautiful eyebrows and eyes were all bright red because of drinking, and her chin was caught between his fingers by a man.

"do not know......"

Fu Feng said in a low voice, "Open your mouth."

"Huh?" Jiang Zijin looked up at him in a daze.

Fu Feng said, "Do you still want to drink?"

Jiang Zijin's eyes lit up in his arms, "I want to..."

Fu Feng took a big sip from the wine bottle, then pinched Jiang Zijin's chin, bit his long-coveted lips, and pried open his teeth.

The aroma of the wine mixed with the sweet aroma of Jiang Zijin's body.

Became his best stimulant.

"So sweet."

.........

Fu Feng let go of Jiang Zijin who was out of breath.

Jiang Zijin's charming eyebrows and eyes are bewitching, her soft lips are slightly pursed, revealing the bright red tip of her tongue.

The mouth is also swollen.

Fu Feng took a breath, picked up his phone and sent Fu Jian a message.

[Brother, help me find out if there is a man named Zhou Zeyu in the police station. 】

[I want all his information. 】