The Long-awaited Mr Han

This action is a bit too intimate.

Shi Xiaoya looked at him in horror, her entire face flushed.

Han Zhuoling didn't see anything strange on her face, she looked very upright, "Be careful, stand firm."

Only then did she loosen her waist.

It was as if this was done to support her, and she had no other thoughts at all.

Only Han Zhuoling knows that after letting go of her, she put her two hands behind her back, which is an aftertaste.

This small waist is so thin.

Shi Xiaoya patronized nervously, where can he pay attention to Han Zhuoling's expression.

He took a step back hurriedly and stuttered his thanks, "Thank you ... Thank you. I'm too clumsy."

For Han Zhuoling's explanation, Shi Xiaoya really has him.

It is really like Han Zhuoling who is really a gentleman, and no other emotions show up.

Too calm, too not to look at her in the eyes.

People just kindly help her, if she still thinks about it, it should be too bad.

Shi Xiaoya forced herself to calm down quickly and saw Han Zhuoling turn her back, pointing to her lower back. "I'll trouble you to help me fasten it later."

The belt tied around his waist hung in front of Han Zhuoling.

But Han Zhuoling had already turned his back, and if Shi Xiaoya went around him, it would be difficult to tie him a strap, and to stay behind him, it would be difficult to fish for the string.

Weighing, Shi Xiaoya feels still standing behind him to insure more.

So he walked nervously, with his hands around his waist, to get the string.

It was so close together that I knew how tall he was.

Her wide back blocked her sight, and she could not see anything else.

Behind him, Shi Xiao Yadun appeared extremely slender.

Shi Xiaoya squeezed the tether nervously, so that his chest accidentally rubbed on his back.

Han Zhuoling's back stiffened, even if it was only a second, Shi Xiaoya immediately backed away, but Han Zhuoling still felt her softness and her breath tightened.

Shi Xiaoya fastened Han Zhuoling's apron thoroughly and whispered, "Okay."

Han Zhuoling turned around, and Shi Xiaoya didn't dare to look at him for a while, and he went to work.

Han Zhuoling didn't say much, and went to brush shrimp.

It ’s not very comfortable just doing this housework in a shirt.

Han Zhuoling turned to look at Shi Xiaoya. Shi Xiaoya had calmed down a little now, letting herself concentrate on preparing dinner, Han Zhuoling brought her less sense of presence.

At this time Shi Xiaoya is cleaning up the small octopus.

Han Zhuoling looked at the soft and comfortable look of her home clothes, and said that it was still a miscalculation this time. When buying slippers today, you should buy two sets of home clothes by the way.

Think about this next time.

Han Zhuoling cleaned the shells of crayfish, scallops and oysters, Shi Xiaoya refused to let him stay in the kitchen anymore.

After a while, she will saute the hot pot base, which will choke very much.

Finally, Han Zhuoling was driven out, and Shi Xiaoya finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although concentrating on the work in her hand, she can naturally a lot.

But Han Zhuoling's sense of existence is still too strong, it really can not be ignored.

Now she is the only one left in the kitchen, Shi Xiaoya is much easier.

She took out the hotpot base and fried it, added water, and put the seafood first.

While cooking, add the crayfish to the soup and cook.