The eldest daughter is committing suicide, and the marriage partner comes to redeem her

Their eyes met and their gazes intertwined.

The two people's breaths intertwined in the air, as if they were pulled by an invisible thread, and they only knew that they were getting closer and closer to each other.

Inch by inch, thread by thread.

The temperature is so hot that it seems to ignite at any time.

"Boss Pei, Madam's phone has been repaired. I specially asked the technician at the phone shop to repair it urgently."

The voice of the uninvited guest intruded into the secret space, and the breathing stopped.

The temperature in the living room dropped instantly.

Hearing Assistant Mo's voice, Jiang Ruoli was almost overwhelmed. He could only subconsciously dive into Pei Zigui's arms, trying to bury himself.

Assistant Mo was also frozen, he didn't know he would look like this when he came in. Auntie Lan said that the husband was working and the wife was watching TV.

Who knew that once I came in, I would see such an exciting scene.

The two people were clearly not doing anything and their clothes were properly worn, but just looking at each other made it feel like they were driving.

When people are subjected to great stimulation (no, no), they will suddenly freeze.

Assistant Mott was unresponsive for a moment, as if he had been acupunctured.

"If you don't want the eyes, you can just say so."

Pei Zigui hugged the person in his arms, gently stroking the woman's head to calm her down. He opened his eyelids, and his cold eyes were like a sharp sword.

Assistant Mote suspected that if he was still here, he might be torn into pieces in the next second. He quickly closed his eyes and stammered:

"Pei, Mr. Pei...my wife's cell phone."

I didn't dare to open my eyes. I only heard my wife's soft and tender voice, with a little temper: "Go get my phone."

"Okay, don't worry."

The man's voice was gentle and coaxing, but the next second, the temperature immediately turned cold: "Put your phone on the table, you can leave."

Okay, the second half of the sentence is for him.

Assistant Mott quickly turned around, put his phone on the table, and ran out of the house at the speed of a 100-meter sprint.

He promised that even if Bolt came today, he would have to consider himself.

"Auntie Lan, you're killing me! Don't go in for now!"

Assistant Mo's voice echoed into the house from the garden. Jiang Ruoli shrank her head and punched the man's chest with her pink fist.

Pei Zigui seemed not to feel any pain, and smiled as he wrapped her hand around him. He lowered his eyes and saw the little girl's red, pointed ears, which were very cute.

I couldn't help it and bent down to kiss her.

The person beneath him trembled slightly.

"Don't come here, everyone has seen us."

The thin voice carried a hint of annoyance.

"It's okay, he didn't see it. Besides, what's wrong with kissing your wife in your own home?"

The person in his arms pushed him hard, and flew out like a nimble butterfly.

"I am going tocook."

Pei Zigui raised his eyebrows in surprise, with a puzzled look in his eyes: "Cooking?"

The little princess has never cooked before, so she probably doesn’t even know how to light a stove.

"I just saw a cooking video, it seems very simple, don't underestimate me!"

Seeing Jiang Ruoli skipping towards the kitchen, Pei Zigui became worried, so he took a step forward with his long legs and slowly followed.

The kitchen in the villa is very large, with dedicated areas for Chinese and Western food. There are six walk-in refrigerators alone, which are divided into partitions to store fruits, drinks, vegetables, seafood, meat and various other foods for the family.

In addition to Aunt Lan, there is another chef at Lantingyuan, Chef Ahua, who prepares dishes together with her on weekdays.

Aunt Lan and Master Ahua were both stunned when they saw Jiang Ruoli come in.

"Madam, what are you..."

"You guys take care of yourselves, I'll cook two dishes."

"???"

Aunt Lan's expression was filled with surprise. Did she hear it right? Cooking?

What if it gets bumped by accident? Is that person really willing to do that?

Pei Zigui, who followed closely behind, smiled even more deeply, "It's okay, let her play."

"What is play? I really understand."

Jiang Ruoli looked around but couldn't find the apron after searching for a long time. Just as she was about to ask Aunt Lan, a cold, white hand handed her what she wanted.

"Raise your hands."

The man's hand holding the apron passed through the waist that was so thin that it was impossible to hold it in one hand. His movements were very slow, and he deliberately rubbed the side of the waist when passing by.

Aunt Lan and Master Ahua were busy with their work.

Jiang Ruoli's slippers landed hard on the man's feet, "Hurry up!"

There was a soft laugh in my ear, along with a warm breath, and a bow appeared behind the woman's waist.

"I'm looking forward to Mrs. Pei's cooking."

As the words fell, there was a kiss on the cheek.

Noticing what the young couple was doing, Auntie Lan and Chef Ahua smiled secretly and tactfully left the kitchen.

"Why did I hear Assistant Mote calling me just now? I'll go take a look."

"I go with you."

In the huge kitchen, only Jiang Ruoli and Pei Zigui were left.

"What are you going to do?"

Pei Zigui leaned against the sink, seemingly unwilling to leave.

"Pineapple spareribs, and braised noodles with string beans. Oh, and I'm also going to make some cold shrimp."

Talking about the dishes she was going to cook, the little girl was obviously very excited and chattered nonstop.

"Do you want to drink crucian carp soup? I think I've seen the video too."

“Mrs. Pei, Auntie Lan and Chef Ahua have already prepared some dishes. It will be a waste if you make too much.”

The most important thing is that the little girl seems to be too confident in her skills. I am afraid that even how to handle the crucian carp is a problem.

Pei Zigui silently helped her find some of the ingredients she needed, "Let's get started, Chef Jiang."

Jiang Ruoli was mumbling something, and when I listened carefully, it turned out to be the steps of cooking.

"Pei Zigui, give me your phone. I want to watch the video again."

"..."

Five minutes later, Jiang Ruoli held the kitchen knife confidently and froze as he looked at the pineapple in front of him.

The pineapple was a whole one, but she usually ate the cut fruits in a fruit platter, so she didn't know how to start.

"Okay, I'll cut it."

That couldn't be better!

Jiang Ruoli took the kitchen knife and stuffed it into Pei Zigui's hand. "I want a cubic one. Thank you, husband."

A smack is a reward.

The man's lips curved upward, but there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes. He put down the kitchen knife in his hand and picked out the right knife from the cupboard.

To be honest, Pei Zigui had never cut a pineapple before. But he quickly practiced it in his mind, peeling and cutting, and the final product was not bad.

Jiang Ruoli had already put the fresh ribs into the pot. Fortunately, the ribs Aunt Lan bought were already cut, so there was no need to spend extra time.

Add scallion, ginger and cooking wine to cold water, blanch the ribs in the pot and remove them from the pot.

Heat the pan and oil, put the ribs into the pan, and unexpected oil spots will splash up instantly.

"what!"

Pei Zigui quickly hugged the person into his arms and asked hurriedly: "Are you burned?"

Jiang Ruoli shook her head and laughed heartlessly. She had no experience in cooking for the first time, but she would learn it later.

"It's not burned. Have you cut your pineapple? I'm going to use it right away."

Pei Zigui handed over the sliced ​​pineapple and asked casually, "Chef Jiang, the ribs are almost burnt."

Jiang Ruoli hurriedly struggled to run over and continued frying her ribs. She kept muttering, "When both sides are golden brown, add rock sugar and stir-fry for sugar color. Add ginger slices, soy sauce, vinegar and sugar."

It seems like I forgot something. Never mind.

After adding the necessary seasonings, all the pineapple cubes cut into cubes are poured into the pot.

"Okay, just simmer it on low heat for twenty minutes. Please help me keep track of the time."

She is very busy, she also has to make stewed noodles with green beans.

Pei Zigui glanced at the time and nodded, but he did not forget to turn the fire to low.

The next two dishes were relatively simple, and Jiang Ruoli was no longer so cramped and unfamiliar in the kitchen. Whether they tasted good or not was another matter, and the braised noodles with green beans and the cold shrimps were successfully cooked.

As an absolute beauty lover, Jiang Ruoli specially picked suitable plates to serve her precious dishes.

"Pei Zigui, where is the set of porcelain tableware we photographed last time?"

"I'll get it for you."

It's just tableware. No matter how expensive it is, it's for eating. As long as she is happy, that's all.

In addition to the dishes made by Jiang Ruoli, Aunt Lan and Chef Ahua also prepared several dishes and soups, as well as a dessert: strawberry milk pudding.

Jiang Ruoli couldn't wait to sit down, holding his face with his hands, looking at Pei Zigui expectantly.

"Try it."

The little girl's beautiful eyes twinkled, as if she had fallen into a sky full of stars. Even if the coldest person in the world came, he would not have the heart to make her sad.

Pei Zigui picked up the chopsticks and his eyes fell on the dishes prepared by Mrs. Pei.