Rong Shu covered her hot face and twisted her body, feeling ashamed and embarrassed.
When Fu Jingting saw her like this, the smile in his eyes deepened.
He didn't know what she was thinking, but he could see that she was very satisfied with his figure.
This made him feel a little proud.
"Okay, you sit down first and I'll go to the kitchen to get you something to eat." Fu Jingting raised his head and gently tapped Rong Shu's head.
Rong Shu was knocked out by him and immediately recovered from the embarrassment. She coughed slightly and looked at him, "Can you make hand cakes?"
She bought that hand cake a long time ago.
Sometimes I am too tired when I come back and I am alone. I don’t want to make a complicated dinner, so I just make a hand cake, lie on the sofa with it in my hand, and eat it while watching TV. Not to mention how comfortable it is.
But since she got back together with him and he moved in, he either cooked it at night or had someone bring it to her from the hotel. She hadn't entered the kitchen for a while.
Therefore, the hand cakes have been kept in the refrigerator without being touched.
Now Fu Jingting said that he wanted to make hand cakes for her to eat, which made her very doubtful whether he could.
After all, although he studied cooking, hand pancakes are not an orthodox dish, but a street snack, and he must have never learned it.
Thinking about it, Rong Shu added, "If you don't know how, just sit down and I'll go by myself."
She said as she stood up.
"No need." Fu Jingting put his hands on her shoulders and pushed her back on the sofa. He looked at her and smiled softly, "I will learn how to do it by looking at my phone. Trust me, it will be fine."
He is a person who learns everything very quickly, and he can usually learn it at a glance.
Therefore, he is very confident in himself.
Seeing Fu Jingting's serious expression convincing her that he was serious, Rong Shu smiled and sat down on the sofa with peace of mind, "Well, since you said so, then I naturally believe you."
"Yes." Fu Jingting nodded, "I'm going. I'll be fine soon."
"Okay." Rong Shu raised her head and smiled at him.
Fu Jingting took off the apron hanging on one side and walked towards the kitchen.
Rong Shu sat on the sofa and smiled in the direction he left, then turned her head back and landed on the TV opposite.
The TV screen was black and she did not turn it on.
The TV showed her appearance at the moment. Although she was smiling, there was still a hint of sadness between her eyebrows.
She was still wondering what happened to the dress.
Although Fu Jingting doesn't care whether the dress is good or bad, after all, he has money.
But she is different, she has no money, she is poor.
That dress cost her almost all of her savings. If it was really bad, she would really be on the verge of tears.
"Hey..." Rong Shu rubbed her eyebrows and sighed irritably.
Then, her eyes turned and fell on an exquisite box on the coffee table.
Rong Shu was startled for a moment, wondering when there was such a box on the coffee table.
But soon, she realized that Fu Jingting might have brought it here.
I remembered that Fu Jingting called me in the afternoon and said that he wanted to go back to Fu's mansion to pick up something. I'm afraid this is it?
Although Rong Shu was curious about what was in the box, she had no intention of opening it to check.
Although they are together, she still respects each other's privacy and will not check his things without authorization, including his mobile phone.
This is her principle and her trust in him.
Since we are together, we must naturally trust the other person. She is willing to believe that he will not do anything wrong to her.
After all, nothing in this world can be hidden for a lifetime. If he really did something sorry for her, time will expose him.
Therefore, there was absolutely no need for her to check his personal belongings to prove whether he had ever felt sorry for her.
Similarly, Fu Jingting would not do this.
Because like her, he is willing to trust and respect each other without reservation. They are mature enough and confident enough in emotional matters.
Thinking of this, Rong Shu looked away from the box, picked up the water in front of her and took a sip.
Soon, a scent wafted out from the direction of the kitchen.
Rong Shu immediately smelled it. It was the aroma of hand cakes, which was almost the same as the aroma she usually made.
It seems that Fu Jingting is quite good. A beginner can actually cook pancakes as well as a veteran like her.
This talent is truly amazing.
Rong Shu put down the cup in her hand, got up and walked to the kitchen.
When I came to the door of the kitchen, the aroma was stronger, and it was also vaguely mixed with the smell of eggs.
Rong Shu continued walking inside and walked behind the man who was busy in front of the stove.
The man is very tall, and his back is naturally tall as well.
Rong Shu stood behind him, and his back could block her tightly.
This body makes you feel safe.
Rong Shu tilted her body slightly, poked her head out from behind Fu Jingting, looked into the pot, and saw Fu Jingting putting eggs on the hand cakes, her eyes lit up, "It smells so good."
Fu Jingting had long noticed that she had come in. Even if she walked very lightly and slowly on purpose, she could not hide it from him.
So when he heard her voice, he was not surprised at all. He moved his hands with ease, raised his thin lips and responded: "So, I didn't disappoint you, right?"
Rong Shu opened her eyes in surprise, "You know I'm coming?"
Fu Jingting turned his face slightly and looked at her with a half-smile. The answer was already very clear.
He did know.
Rong Shu blinked, "You... how did you know? I came in gently on purpose. I just wanted to scare you by speaking suddenly, but you were not scared at all.
I already knew it."
She originally wanted to see how a man looks after being scared. It would be interesting.
I didn't expect that she was overthinking it.
Seeing Rong Shu pouting her little mouth, looking a little unhappy, Fu Jingting was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly turned off the fire, and then made a frightened look, "Oh my God, why are you here?"
Probably because he has never acted before, his acting this time was really eye-catching and very clumsy.
In addition, he rarely makes such rich expressions, so the frightened expression on his face now makes it hard to believe that this is the cold-faced King of Hell, Fu Jingting.
Seeing Fu Jingting like this, Rong Shu was stunned for a while, then she covered her stomach and laughed, "Fu Jingting, what are you doing?"
She couldn't stop laughing and burst into tears, "You looked so stupid just now."
Fu Jingting pursed his lips and looked at her, "Just to satisfy you, didn't you say you didn't scare me when you came in? I saw you were so disappointed, so I had to act like I was scared by you to make you happy."
He was born very tall, and regardless of whether he is a person of the same age or a generation or two older than him, he is always the one who is looked up to and supported by.
Therefore, he does not need to act with anyone, nor does he need to rely on acting with others to achieve certain goals like other people in the circle.
In other words, this is almost his first time acting, and he knows the effect he can achieve, it must be very funny and silly.
But seeing her so happy, just be silly.
After all, there were not many people who could let him down to do these things, only her and his grandmother.
Seeing Fu Jingting acting to satisfy herself, Rong Shu felt warm in her heart. Then she stretched out her arms and hugged the man's waist, "Fu Jingting, thank you. In fact, I was just having fun. You don't have to be like this."
"As long as you are happy." Fu Jingting simply turned around and hugged her, lowered his head and kissed the top of her hair.