After being cheated on, I became my ex-uncle’s sweetheart

Jiang Miaomiao turned red with embarrassment and said to him, "Give me your phone back."

Jiang He looked arrogant and said: "Since you have time to pick up your phone, you might as well cook for me! I was busy taking you out of the wedding venue early this morning, and now I'm so hungry that I can't help you." Back, even if you want to repay me, you should cook me a meal!"

Not to mention that Jiang Miaomiao didn't know how to cook. Even if she could, she wouldn't want to cook it for him.

She asked coldly: "Isn't there a nanny?"

Jiang He said seriously: "The nanny didn't come on leave today, so I asked you to do it. I feel wronged by asking you to cook a meal!"

Jiang Miaomiao sighed deeply and returned to the hellish days before. She still had to endure her arrogance and uncertainty.

She looked like she was breaking a jar and said, "I'll do it as I say, but I'll say it first, I can't cook, I can only make instant noodles."

Jiang He nodded and said, "Then go and order instant noodles for me."

Jiang Miaomiao took a deep breath, wishing she could poison the instant noodles and kill him.

It wasn't until Jiang Miaomiao went to the kitchen that Jiang He withdrew his complicated eyes and put her mobile phone away to prevent her from seeing those public opinions and having random thoughts.

……

Half an hour later, Jiang Miaomiao came over and called him: "The noodles are ready, come and eat!"

Jiang He looked at the lump of noodles and said with disgust: "It's really not that good."

Nonetheless, he sat down at the table and nearly killed him after taking one bite.

He frowned: "Jiang Miaomiao, how much salt did you put in?"

Jiang Miaomiao said nonchalantly: "I can't control the seasoning well."

Jiang He knew that she did it on purpose. If he couldn't master the taste, wouldn't he know the seasoning bag? Pour the seasoning packet into it without adding extra salt. She clearly did it on purpose!

Jiang He changed their faces and said, "Come! You eat mine, I'll eat yours!"

Sure enough, the bowl in front of Jiang Miaomiao was not that salty and had a normal taste.

Jiang He enjoyed this bowl of normal instant noodles, looked at Jiang Miaomiao playfully, and said, "Eat! Why don't you eat?"

Jiang Miaomiao knew that Jiang He was deliberately teasing her, so she stopped talking.

After all, she hadn't eaten anything all day. She had been busy since the morning and was very hungry.

He simply started eating the salty bowl of instant noodles in front of him.

Jiang He didn't expect that she would actually eat it, so he said displeasedly: "Will you die if you admit your mistake to me?"

After saying that, he took an empty bowl and gave her half of the normal bowl of instant noodles.

Jiang Miaomiao stood up and said, "I'll do it by myself. I don't want to eat your saliva."

Jiang He pulled him, squinted his eyes, and said, "You haven't eaten anything from me? Why are you being pretentious now?"

Jiang Miaomiao's face instantly turned red and she cursed angrily: "Jiang He, you are shameless!"

Jiang He said with a half-smile: "Where are you so shameless? Where did you think you were?"

Jiang Miaomiao shook him off angrily and went to the kitchen to make instant noodles.

Jiang He felt better inexplicably and finished the entire bowl of instant noodles.

After dinner in the evening, Jiang He asked Jiang Miaomiao to wash the dishes, while he sat on the sofa and stared at her like a supervisor.

When Jiang Miaomiao was washing the dishes, he felt uncomfortable and said irritably: "Can you stop looking at me all the time?"

Jiang He suddenly came back to his senses.

He thought he was crazy because he actually thought Jiang Miaomiao was quite gentle and pretty when she was washing the dishes just now.

His heart moved, he stood up and slowly walked towards him.

He hugged her from behind, locked her in his arms, and rested his chin on her neck, as if he was smelling her scent, the long-lost familiarity and aroma.

Jiang Miaomiao's hair stood up involuntarily, and her voice became soft: "Jiang He, let me go..."

There was a smile on Jiang He's lips. He knew where Jiang Miaomiao was sensitive, and she was indeed emotional.

"Jiang He, I'm washing the dishes, let me go."

Jiang Miaomiao gritted her teeth and said again.

But Jiang He was closer to her, and she could feel Jiang He's strong hormones surging through the thin fabric.

The man's voice was a little hoarse. He reached into her clothes, caressed her slightly, and said ambiguously: "You wash, I'll wash with you."

Jiang Miaomiao was about to cry because of him, and she almost begged and said, "Please... let me go first, okay?"