"Mmm, it's delicious!"

Shu Yanyan began to eat with big mouthfuls.

Feng Jue sat beside her, supporting his chin with one hand, and watched her eat with gusto, feeling instantly satisfied.

My efforts finally got her recognition.

There is nothing more fulfilling than this.

In fact, Shu Yanyan is not picky about food and is a very easy person to feed.

The spareribs tasted so good that Shu Yanyan accidentally ate too much.

Sitting in the chair, touching her round belly, she burped contentedly.

Only then did he realize that Feng Jue was sitting next to him, staring at him eagerly, without even touching the food in his bowl.

stunned.

"Why aren't you eating? Why are you looking at me? Is there rice on my face?"

Shu Yanyan touched her face in confusion.

After being caught peeking, someone didn't feel the slightest bit of shame or embarrassment.

He calmly withdrew his gaze and picked up the bowl and chopsticks.

Now it was Shu Yanyan's turn to watch him eat.

He didn't mind that these were her leftovers. He poured the two remaining ribs and some leftover soup on the plate into his own bowl, not wasting anything.

Then he stirred the food and started eating.

He ate fairly quickly, but his movements were graceful, like flowing water, and pleasing to the eye.

Wait until he finishes eating and puts down his bowl and chopsticks.

Adhering to the principle that those who cook don't wash dishes and those who wash dishes don't cook, Shu Yanyan stood up consciously and prepared to clean up the dishes and go to the kitchen to wash them.

But as soon as she moved, the man grabbed her wrist and took the empty bowl from the book.

"You've had a hard day at work. Go sit down and I'll wash the dishes."

Before Shu Yanyan could say anything, Feng Jue had cleared the table and walked into the kitchen to start cleaning carefully.

Shu Yanyan sat on the sofa, silently curling up the corners of her lips.

In the kitchen, the dim light enveloped his figure, giving him the illusion that life was peaceful and tranquil.

But soon, this illusion was forced out of Shu Yanyan's mind!

Is there something wrong with her brain?

He was just staying at her place temporarily, and would leave as soon as his memory recovered.

Thinking of this, a hint of annoyance flashed through Shu Yanyan's heart, so fast that it was impossible to capture it.

Feeling the strong gaze behind him, Feng Jue turned around and looked behind him, just in time to catch Shu Yanyan's withdrawn gaze, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl up.

This is a good start.

I washed the dishes and cleaned the kitchen.

Although it was his first time doing such a thing, he did it very well and kept the kitchen in tidy order.

Shu Yanyan saw it all but said nothing.

Feng Jue cleaned up the kitchen, turned off the lights, and sat down next to her.

Shu Yanyan subconsciously moved to the side.

The strong sense of oppression from him always made her feel at a loss.

This was a subconscious action, and when they realized what was happening, they both felt a little embarrassed.

Shu Yanyan coughed lightly and changed the subject: "By the way, where did you get the three thousand yuan from? You didn't explain it clearly on the phone just now, so I think I still need to ask clearly."

Although she was very poor and needed money very much, she also had principles. She would not accept bad money.

Feng Jue didn't say anything, but took out another thousand yuan from his pocket.

"Here's a thousand dollars for you. Use it to buy groceries, or you can buy something else you want."

"Ok?"

Shu Yanyan widened her eyes in confusion.

Originally she was asking about the three thousand yuan, and now she was giving her another thousand?

Shu Yanyan's eyes were filled with even more confusion when she heard him say.

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