Almighty Little Secretary, She is Flirtatious and Arrogant

Jiang Mingyu's dinner was not easy.

At that time, although Tang Jinchuan still didn't know what he meant, he still let her go with more "conscience".

"Let's go, eat first, taking good care of yourself is the most important thing."

As he spoke, Tang Jinchuan had already taken the lead to sit up. He reached out and picked up the apron thrown on the ground, then turned back and took Jiang Mingyu's hand.

In fact, after Jiang Mingyu learned that he had actually been single all along, he no longer had the same resistance to this level of contact.

Seeing that he finally knew how to restrain himself, he immediately took his hand and sat up.

Tang Jinchuan then took off the pajamas and robes he had taken off and put them on her body again.

The two walked out of the room one after another, holding hands intimately.

On the dining table outside, there were two simple dishes and one soup.

Jiang Mingyu didn't know that Tang Jinchuan could cook, so he was surprised.

But then the man held his shoulders and pushed him down on the chair.

"When I was studying abroad, I cooked for myself. Try it and see if your skills have deteriorated."

Tang Jinchuan filled half a bowl of rice for Jiang Mingyu and another bowl for himself.

Then he sat down opposite Jiang Mingyu and looked at his little secretary with interest, his face full of surprise. Even though he was indifferent, he still couldn't hide it.

Such a vivid expression filled Tang Jinchuan's heart, and he couldn't help but speak, gently urging,

"Try it, do you like it?"

This feeling at the moment seems to be more nervous than when he negotiates a contract worth hundreds of millions.

Especially when watching Jiang Mingyu pick up a piece of broccoli with chopsticks, Tang Jinchuan couldn't help but lean forward.

He raised his eyebrows slightly in anticipation.

When he was young, he saw Jiang Mingyu looking at him particularly seriously and nodded.

"tasty."

"real?"

"Yeah, it's delicious. At least it tastes better than what I made."

Recalling the "tragic" scene when I was cooking.

Jiang Mingyu felt that Tang Jinchuan's cooking skills were comparable to those of a five-star chef.

after

The meal was extremely enjoyable.

Jiang Mingyu had a good appetite. After eating half a bowl of rice, he drank another bowl of soup.

He ate most of Tang Jinchuan's stir-fried vegetables.

The man looked particularly satisfied. He simply ran to the little secretary, held her little face in his hands, and wiped the oil stains from the corners of her lips little by little.

Although Jiang Mingyu was not used to it, he did not avoid it at least. He just blushed and volunteered,

"I'll wash the dishes later."

"No, I'll do it."

While talking, Tang Jinchuan pulled Jiang Mingyu up again, placed her on the sofa on one side, stuffed a remote control into her and said,

"Stay well, I'll be with you later."

".But,"

"No but, you need to rest, I have everything."

".Um."

Jiang Mingyu looked at Tang Jinchuan and almost instantly understood the refusal in his eyes, so he could only nod his head obediently and did not insist anymore.

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Just looking at the man's back as he turned away, her heart was filled with a strange yet familiar feeling.

But this layer of feeling seems to be covered with a layer of gauze.

She wanted to see clearly, but always failed.

Many things seemed to be right in front of her eyes, but they seemed to fly to the horizon at the slightest touch.

But before Jiang Mingyu could think more carefully, someone knocked on the door of the apartment from outside.

Jiang Mingyu walked over and took a look through the peephole.

But he was shocked to find that the people standing outside at this moment were actually Uncle Tang and several servants of the Tang family.

Especially these people were carrying several huge bags in their hands.

It looks like they are moving.

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