Rebirth of a Movie Queen: the President of the Empire Is Sent to the Door

An Ruixin took a step back, coughed lightly and said, "It's just the two of us, isn't there Miss Shan and those staff?"

How could Ji Chengze not have thought of this, and said indifferently: "Let them install a few cameras in the kitchen."

An Ruixin: "..." Are you going to leave the camera behind and drive people out?

An Ruixin took a deep breath, and still compromised: "Then go to the kitchen quickly, or you may not be able to catch up with them when they come back for lunch."

Ji Chengze stared at An Ruixin's reddened ears, the corners of his lips were slightly loosened.

In order to hide the rising temperature on her face, An Ruixin rushed into the kitchen as fast as she could.

The utensils in the kitchen were clean and tidy, and the cooks who used to be busy in the kitchen also disappeared. It was obvious that Ji Chengze had already made arrangements.

From the looks of it, I'm afraid I don't just want to make soup today.

An Ruixin was helpless when she suddenly heard footsteps coming from behind, and when she turned her head, she saw Ji Chengze followed her into the kitchen, and she couldn't help being taken aback.

"Why did you come in? The kitchen smells of oily smoke, get out quickly." Ji Chengze's cleanliness An Ruixin has always remembered it, and naturally knows that a place like the kitchen is definitely an unbearable forbidden place for him, but now...

"I'm here to help."

"You can help..." An Ruixin was about to say what you can do to help, but then she thought of the last time Ji Chengze cooked for herself, and all the words on his lips turned into a sigh.

He glanced into the kitchen, took out a new apron hanging by the side, and said with a slight smile, "Then help me tie the apron."

Ji Chengze's eyes flickered slightly, he took the apron and stood in front of An Ruixin to help her put it on bit by bit.

Holding the bag on the apron, she slowly walked around An Ruixin's waist, tied a bowknot on An Ruixin's back, and asked in a worried low voice while tying it: "Is it too tight?"

Ji Chengze's breath just sprayed on the tip of An Ruixin's ear, itching, making her inexplicably ashamed.

"No... no, it can be a little tighter."

Hearing this, Ji Chengze tightened the strap on his hand a little: "Is that so?"

An Ruixin's face was so red that it could bleed, she bowed her head and said, "Yes, it's fine."

On the other side, after finally waking up from the shock at the beginning, Shan Muyu and all the staff who went to Ji's kitchen in a mighty way saw such a scene as soon as they walked to the door, wishing to poke their eyes on the spot.

In the not-so-small kitchen, the two stood facing each other. The man's hands went around the waist of the person in front of him and encircled him completely, as if he was holding a girl tightly in his arms.

Especially when the man lowered his head slightly, those sharp sword eyes seemed to contain a vast ocean at the moment, and this ocean was full of reflections of the face of the person in his arms, even with the usual cold and hard side. There was a bit of gentleness on the face.

And the person in his arms lowered his head slightly, his face was reddish, and he looked shy and sweet.

The staff and Shan Muyu: "..." Damn, what kind of rhythm is this?

An Ruixin quickly noticed the sight of everyone outside the door, and hurriedly broke away from Ji Chengze's embrace, and said with a look of embarrassment: "Well, the apron is fastened, we can start cooking."

An apron? Oh, it turned out to be an apron!

No, who can tell them why they can get so many pink bubbles just by wearing an apron? !