Chapter 616: Oh My, Sixth Master Is Flirting? (1)

It was spring. The sunlight shone through the bright gla.s.s window and landed on the man sitting by the window

He looked like he came from an ancient painting, with cinnabar touching the edges, looking elegant and unrestrained. He raised his arm to drink the bubble tea. His sleeve pressed against his arm, and the outline of his muscles was vaguely visible.

He looked casual and a little s.e.xy.

Soon, the sweet smell of bread wafted from the kitchen.

Im sorry. Please wait a moment. Itll be ready soon. The back kitchen was semi-open, so people could clearly see what was being done inside. She was stirring flour and baking powder with a spatula, her actions familiar.

Jing Hanchuan wasnt in a hurry. He had just invited Duan Linbai over.

He seemed to have something to ask him for help with, but he was too lazy to change places, so they decided to meet here.

Jing Hanchuan knew how to cook, so he had naturally dabbled in desserts. Last time, he had cut and dissected the qingtuan that Yu Manxi had brought back. He had observed it for a long time, but there was nothing special about it. The ones he made always tasted different.

He got up and walked to the kitchen.

The kitchen was a little dark. Under the warm light, she was wearing a light yellow ap.r.o.n and had a ponytail. Her neck was fair and slender, and she had never taken off her mask. Her fringe shrouded her eyes and brows in a shadow

Jing Hanchuan frowned as he stared at her hands. Its just an ordinary process. There doesnt seem to be anything special.

She was focused on doing her own things. This place was close to a school, and it was noisy outside, so she didnt notice that Jing Hanchuan had already reached the kitchen door

Actually, she rarely cooked here. There were many supplies in the shop, and she couldnt make many things at once in the kitchen that was a few square meters. She made everything at home and then had them s.h.i.+pped here to sell.

Halfway through, she realized that the cooking utensils had been washed and placed in the closet. After all, it had been a long holiday, so it was easy for them to get dusty outside. She reached out to open the closet and struggled to get the things

Who put these things inside?!

Jing Hanchuan looked at her lightly.

She was standing on her tiptoes, and her neck was red as she stretched her arms

She looked a little comical!

What do you need? Jing Hanchuan asked.

She turned her head and let out an ah. She watched as he walked into the kitchen. He looked up slightly and saw the things in the closet, and then he looked down at her

Shes really small.

Even he could barely see the things from this place. She actually reached out her arm for so long.

He reached out to take out the thing inside. The kitchen was only a few square meters, and the s.p.a.ce was very narrow. Although the two of them didnt have any physical contact, when they were close, she glanced slightly at the man beside her

The warm yellow light cast a thin shadow under his eyes. His black hair was soft and had a thin layer of light at the tips.

She held her breath and gripped the spatula on the table tightly.

His facial features had a cla.s.sic feeling. He was feminine but not feminine. He was d.a.m.n good-looking.

Is this it? Jing Hanchuan took out the thing. His voice came from above his head. It was a Beijing accent, and it was lazy and had a slight echo.

Yes, thank you. She reached out to take it. There was some flour on her hand, and it accidentally rubbed on his fingers.

Her hand didnt feel anything, but her heart was pounding. Sorry.

Its nothing. Jing Hanchuan rubbed his fingers together and wiped the flour away. Can I take a look here?

The s.p.a.ce here was too narrow. His voice was neither light nor heavy, and his dry breath mixed with a little cold fragrance landed beside her ear

When she raised her hand, their clothes inevitably rubbed against each other. They were a little too close.

It was easy for a tall man to look domineering, especially when he bent down slightly, making people feel even more nervous.

Im just curious about your cooking process. His voice was faint but very seductive.

The kitchen was so small, and being so close to her inevitably made her feel a little embarra.s.sed.

The two Jing family members sitting outside drinking bubble tea were already dumbfounded!

From their angle, when Jing Hanchuan raised his hand to take something just now, his posture looked as if he was hugging someone in his arms. It was extremely ambiguous.

F*ck!

What is the aloof Sixth Master doing?!

Flirting?

Oh my G.o.d!

In some places, outsiders were forbidden from entering the kitchen. If things went wrong, they might be chased out.

They all knew that Jing Hanchuan had only gone to the kitchen to learn.

But youre so close. Are you preparing to seduce her or what?!

Theres no need to make such a big sacrifice, right?

The young lady tugged at her mask slightly. Sure, but its a little dirty here. You should stand at the door. Her voice came through the mask, sounding a little m.u.f.fled and trembling.

Jing Hanchuan raised his eyebrows and took two steps back. Why is her voice trembling? Am I that scary?