The school beauty tortured me physically and mentally, and I was reborn as a licking dog and cut off

Seeing Ji Lengming staring at the big bowl on the table, Wen Wan blushed inexplicably.

She coughed lightly to hide her discomfort.

"Try it and see if it suits your taste."

Said, handed him a pair of chopsticks.

Ji Lengming did not answer, but looked at Wen Wan with very complicated eyes.

He didn't speak, but his eyes conveyed a thousand words.

Wen Wan didn't want to explain at first, but the moment her eyes came into contact with him, she felt she should say something.

"You used to cook for me all the time. Now I have the skills. From now on, I will cook for you for the rest of my life."

These simple words made Ji Lengming feel a little astringent.

He took the chopsticks from Wen Wan's hand, sat down, and filled himself a bowl of porridge.

Take a quick bite and the porridge melts in your mouth, neither thick nor thin.

The food was slightly sweet, which was what he was used to, and the taste was exactly as he remembered.

Some words were stuck in my throat, no matter how unhappy I was.

"How do you..."

Wen Wan sat on his right side, their elbows only a few centimeters apart.

“How did I know how to cook this?”

She knew what Ji Lengming wanted to ask.

But can't tell him.

Sometimes, a man needs to whet his appetite. The more he pays attention to something, the less easily he can know about it.

It's best to keep him thinking about it, arouse his curiosity, and keep trying to figure out why.

When the other person is thinking about the problem, they will naturally think about you.

Over time, in disguise, it took root in the other person's heart.

The gentle and clear eyes are filled with ups and downs of the past.

She chuckled, sighed again, and then shook her head helplessly.

It seemed like there was some huge hidden secret in it, as if he wanted to say something but didn't know where to start.

The prelude is almost ready.

Cai said: "It's a long story."

Wen Wan looked at Ji Lengming seriously.

"Eat first. I'll tell you later when I have time."

Ji Lengming didn't hear the answer and felt a little disappointed.

But the other party was unwilling to speak, and he couldn't force him. In addition, he had something important to do and had to return to his yard quickly, so he had no choice but to give up.

Sun Biao on the other side saw Wen Wan and Ji Lengming eating breakfast, and suddenly felt hungry.

Sun Biao's body shape is very slim. At first glance, it looks like an upright, symmetrical oval. In order to maintain such a perfect figure, Sun Biao has to eat six meals a day, and breakfast is definitely essential.

He touched his round belly and found that he was almost starving and losing weight.

Hurry to the kitchen to get the dishes.

But as soon as he opened the cupboard door, he was held back by Zhao Lehu.

Zhao Lehu glanced at the dining table and saw that no one was paying attention to them, so he whispered in Sun Biao's ear.

"Let's go out to eat!"

Sun Biao: "Why? Breakfast is ready-made, why do you have to spend money to buy it?"

Zhao Lehu really wanted to pry open Sun Biao's brain to see if it was full of fat.

"Didn't you realize that Wen Wan only cooked one dish? It was clearly for the boss to eat alone! If you pick it up with chopsticks, you might be thrown into a sack into the moat at night!"

Sun Biao's eyes widened: "Is it so exaggerated?"

Zhao Lehu rolled his eyes: "If you don't believe it, you can try it!"

Sun Biao shook his head quickly.

We only have one life, we have to cherish it.

"I think what you said makes sense. Just one bowl of food is really not enough for the two of us."

With that said, he pulled Zhao Lehu to stand up and say goodbye.

Wen Wan indeed only prepared breakfast for Ji Lengming, so Sun Biao and Zhao Lehu said they were out looking for food and did not persuade him to stay.

Ji Lengming originally wanted to stay with these two people for breakfast, but when he thought about it, this was not his place to live after all.

If he rashly left Sun and Zhao to eat, he would look like the owner of the house.

Therefore, they were not allowed to stay.

When Wen Wan saw that Ji Lengming didn't say anything like "add a pair of chopsticks, add a pair of bowls" to Zhao Lehu and Sun Biao, she felt a little uncomfortable.

This shows that he does not regard her house as his home yet.

Fortunately, the future is long and they are still young.

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Ji Lengming had something on his mind. Even if breakfast was not to his liking, he would eat it quickly and never be greedy.

Put down the bowl.

"I'm done eating."

Wen Wan also has something to do. Today, and even in the next few days, she has a heavy workload. She also wants to be with Ji Leng and Mingnui, but now is really not the time for Niwai.

"Well, just leave the bowl and go get busy!"

Ji Lengming couldn't believe what he heard.

Previously, they used various means to stop him from leaving, and he was ready to negotiate. Unexpectedly, Wen Wan would be so generous to let him leave.

Seeing that Ji Lengming didn't move, Wen Wan raised her head and looked at him funny.

"Reluctant to leave?"

"Then stay with me?"

Ji Lengming's face changed in a second, and he stood up abruptly. Instead of going out, he washed the dishes he had used.

He really doesn't have the habit of letting others do the dishes for him.

Seeing Ji Lengming washing the dishes, Wen Wan came over and put her dishes and chopsticks into the sink.

He smiled and said: "I washed mine too by the way."

Ji Lengming didn't even look at her: "Do your own thing."

Wen Wan was indifferent: "I cook, you wash the dishes, the division of labor is clear."

She rubbed her arm against Ji Lengming's arm back and forth, her eyes were bright and her voice was as soft as a girl's.

"Help me wash up, and I'll make you something delicious next time, okay?"

Ji Lengming's standard is to accept soft things rather than hard things. As long as the bottom line is not touched, his tolerance is quite high.

Thinking of Wen Wan taking him in at night and preparing breakfast in the morning, thinking about it carefully, helping her wash the dishes seemed to be nothing.

So, he took the small white porcelain bowl from her hand.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, he touched Wen Wan's fingers when he took the bowl. The pads of her fingers rubbed against his knuckles, causing Ji Lengming to shrink his palms.

Wen Wan raised her head, her fair and beautiful face was full of doubts, and her pupils seemed to be filled with a pool of gurgling lake water, which was clear and beautiful, with no trace of intentionality at all.

"what happened?"

Ji Lengming looked away: "Nothing!"

Quickly turn on the faucet and finish washing the dishes in one operation.

Just when she was about to ask, ‘Where to put the bowl?’, Wen Wan had already opened the door of the disinfection cabinet.

She took the bowl from his hand and placed the large bowl he used and the small bowl she used on top of each other.

The large bowl wrapped around the small bowl, and the chopsticks they used were mixed together.

This situation made Ji Lengming a little embarrassed for no reason.

Wen Wan didn't seem to think too much. She closed the cupboard door calmly, and in a blink of an eye, she brought over another handkerchief.

"Your hands are full of water, wipe them."

Ji Lengming subconsciously looked at his palm. Before he could see anything, his big palm had fallen into a pair of soft and warm hands.

Wen Wan is taller than any other girl of her age, but what doesn't match her height is that her hands and feet are small.

The ten fingers are pointed, the joints are distinct, the texture is white and moist, the nails are full and shiny, and the hand shape is very beautiful. No matter how you pose, it will look much better than the hand models on TV.

And these beautiful, almost flawless hands were holding a handkerchief and carefully wiping each finger of Ji Lengming.

Her tender skin was pressed against the back of his hand, and the warmth between her palms was like fire, which made Ji Lengming want to withdraw his hand.

He was pulled back by gentleness in an instant and fixed.

Her fingers slipped in between his fingers nimbly, intertwined and interlocked with him, and her other hand was as nimble as a snake, sliding slowly towards his palm along the lines of the palm prints.

His little finger was kneaded repeatedly by her, and the base of his finger was slightly hot from her rubbing. His thumb was rubbed softly, the force was very light, but it was mixed with electric current, easily arousing vague,... Ambiguous trembling!

As the saying goes, ten fingers connect the heart.

Ji Lengming's hands were properly served, but his heart felt like a nest of ants had burrowed into his heart. The ants were biting in his heart. It didn't hurt, but it was numb and itchy. It was so itchy that he wanted to scratch it.

"But...it's okay!"

Ji Lengming gasped slightly, pulled his hand back and put it behind his back.

His eyes were wandering, and he didn't dare to look at the person in front of him.

"I...I still have something to do, so I'll leave first!"

After saying that, without waiting for Wen Wan's reaction, he ran straight to the door.

It looks like running away!