The Long-awaited Mr Han

Chapter 1572: Why Is It So Fine

This action is a bit too intimate.

Shi Xiaoya looked at him in horror, her whole face turned red.

There was nothing unusual on Han Zhuo Ling's face, and he looked very upright. "Be careful, stand firm."

Then she let go of her waist.

What this said was like it was done to help her, there was no other thought at all.

Only Han Zhuo Ling knew that after she let go of her, she put her hands behind her back and thought about it.

Why is this small waist so thin?

Shi Xiaoya was nervous about patronizing. Where can I pay attention to Han Zhuoling's expression.

Hurriedly stepped back and stammered thanks, "Thanks ... thanks. I was too clumsy."

For Han Zhuo Ling's explanation, Shi Xiaoya really had him.

It was really like a gentleman like Han Zhuo Ling, and no other emotions were revealed.

Too calm, not too much to look at her.

People just kindly help her. If she thinks more, it shouldn't be too much.

Shi Xiaoya forced herself to calm down quickly, and saw Han Zhuo Ling turned her back, pointing to her lower back, "Please help me tie it back."

The belt around the waist dangled in front of Han Zhuo Ling.

But Han Zhuo Ling had turned his back, and if Shi Xiaoya was going around him, it would be difficult for him to tie a string and stay behind him.

Weighing it, Shi Xiaoya felt it was safer to stand behind him.

So he walked nervously, with his hands around his waist, and took the string.

You are so close to know how tall he is.

The wide back blocked her vision, and she could see nothing else.

Behind him, Poetry Arya appeared extraordinarily slender.

Shi Xiaoya nervously pinched the tether so that she accidentally pinched his back.

Han Zhuo Ling's back stiffened, even if it was only one second, Shi Xiaoya immediately returned, but Han Zhuo Ling's breathing was tightening.

Shi Xiaoya fastened Han Zhuo Ling's apron completely and whispered, "Okay."

Han Zhuoling then turned around, Shi Xiaoya didn't dare to look at him at this moment, so she went to work.

Han Zhuo Ling didn't say much, and switched to shrimp.

It's just uncomfortable to just do this kind of housework in a shirt.

Han Zhuo Ling turned her head to look at Shi Xiaoya. Shi Xiaoya had calmed down a little while now, so she could concentrate on preparing dinner. Han Zhuo Ling didn't bring her that much sense of existence.

Shi Xiaoya was now cleaning up the little octopus.

Han Zhuoling looked at the soft and comfortable appearance of her home clothes, and said that she still miscalculated this time. When buying slippers today, you should buy two sets of home clothes.

Think about it next time.

Han Zhuoling brushed the shells of crayfish, scallops, and oysters, and Shi Xiaoya was determined not to let him stay in the kitchen again.

After a while she will fry the fondue base.

After finally driving Han Zhuo Ling out, Shi Xiaoya was finally relieved.

Although focusing on the work at hand can make her a lot of natural.

But Han Zhuo Ling's sense of existence is still too strong, it is really people can not ignore.

Now she is the only one left in the kitchen, and Shi Xiaoya is much more relaxed.

She took out the hot pot ingredients and fry, added water, and put the seafood in first.

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

(End of this chapter)