Chapter 22 (two)

Purity of unexplained desires.

“You decide.”

Gu Jinghe pushed Ji Yunyan’s leg slightly with his hand. At the same time, she pouted and said coquettishly, “If you don’t tell me, how would I know what you want to eat?”

Ji Yunyan suddenly reached out and grabbed He Xiaohe’s wrist, pulling the person towards her, staring at He Xiaohe’s eyes, as if trying to see through her disguise.

Gu Jinghe showed a blank expression, she had a pair of clear and innocent deer eyes, every time she made this expression, it would look very real, as if she really didn’t understand anything.

Ji Yun let out a deep breath, “I’ll listen to you.”

She tightened her fingers and clearly saw He Xiaohe frowning, but even so, the man didn’t struggle, just looked at her wrongedly.

“Ning Yan, you hurt me.”

Ji Yunyan let go of her hand, and she saw a few red finger marks on He Xiaohe’s fair wrist.

These few fingerprints were left on He Xiaohe’s wrist like imprints, which was the proof that He Xiaohe belonged to her.

Ji Yunyan hooked her lips, “Sorry.”

She said she was sorry, but there was no apology in her eyes, only deep satisfaction.

Of course, Gu Jinghe chose to forgive her, but he didn’t expect the heroine to be so perverted that she still has a tendency to love Ace.

Hey, she likes it.

However, Gu Jinghe was not surprised that the hostess would show these little quirks in front of her, which was originally the result of her deliberate seduction.

The heroine was so cold in front of her before, she said ten words, but she didn’t reply.

It’s still as good and real as it is now.

Gu Jinghe retracted her legs and waited for the ingredients to arrive. She pretended to be playing with her mobile phone seriously, but in fact she kept paying attention to the heroine’s small movements.

Ji Yunyan put one arm behind He Xiaohe’s back, held Ren Xuxu in her arms, and looked at He Xiaohe’s profile wantonly.

After the ingredients arrived, Gu Jinghe started cooking. She also bought some basic condiments and placed them in Ji Yunyan’s kitchen one by one, neatly stacked together.

Ji Yunyan stood behind her, watched her cook, and asked a few questions from time to time.

For example, at this time, she leaned close to He Xiaohe’s ear and asked with a smile, “What are you going to do?”

Gu Jinghe’s ears were numb, and her body was trembling slightly. She calmed down and said, “Make a soup.”

She was absent-minded, and without a clue, she said casually, “This soup would taste better with tea tree mushrooms, but if you don’t eat tea tree mushrooms, I won’t buy them.”

After she finished speaking, Ji Yunyan was silent for a while, and Gu Jinghe suddenly realized that his body froze slightly.

She heard the voice of the heroine ringing in her ears, mixed with a piercing chill, like icy chains, trapping her in place.

“How do you know I don’t eat tea tree mushrooms?”