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Speaking of chasing Jin Cheng, that wasn't a joke.

Han Meimei took out a lot of methods from the internet to chase after the boys, in order to manage the courage and perseverance of Han Family Group.

It was said that women pursued men, and they were all separated by a layer of muslin.

Han Meimei thought it should be very easy. Wasn't it just a layer of yarn?

What's so difficult about it!

But she forgot, Jin Cheng was a stone, a pedantic antique.

For a girl who was so much younger than him, not to mention that she was not even twenty years old, he would not do anything.

That was his principle.

The next morning, Han Meimei went to the kitchen to get some food.

The usual breakfast was made by the housekeeping aunt.

How about Jin Cheng?

Han Meimei was a foodie, and also a little foodie who didn't care for the hot spring water in her fingers.

Not to mention cooking, even if she was the one to wash the dishes, she would still smash all the bowls.

Han Meimei thought that she was so amazing. Wasn't it just making breakfast? She started from the simplest point and believed that with her intelligence, she would be able to quickly solve the problem!

The internet said that once a man's stomach was fixed, he would be able to grab his heart.

She decided to make the porridge.

It was made of leathery porridge.

Cutting the meat, peeling the eggs, and cooking the porridge looked simple, but Han Meimei treated the kitchen as a battlefield.

As she cut the meat, she hacked at the cutting board with the knife.

He first looked at the meat piece by piece, and seeing that it was about the same size as his fingers, he decided that it was enough and threw it into the porridge.

Then there was the skinning egg, which she peeled to the point where there wasn't much left of it. Furthermore, the chopping block was completely covered in the skin-like egg juice.

Finally, cut the spring onion, wait for the porridge to ripen, then throw it in.

Eggs thin meat porridge, great success!

Results...

The internet didn't say anything. When the porridge was half done, the water inside would gush out of the pot. It also didn't say how to treat it.

Seeing the porridge spill over, Han Meimei, who was closest to him, was scalded first, causing her to scream in pain.

So painful!

She was in so much pain that she could see the porridge still bubbling, and she used a rag to wipe the water off the stove.

Han Meimei threw the rag to the side in fright when it caught fire.

The place she threw it was too good. She threw it into the dustbin and immediately picked up the rubbish within.

Han Meimei was so scared that her face turned pale. Why was it so troublesome to make porridge?!

She usually watched her sister-in-law Yun Ji cooking delicious food, the plate was very exquisite, and her sister-in-law body was also clean.

"What are you doing!"

A cold voice came over. Han Meimei, who was pouring water into the dustbin, saw Jin Cheng approaching and rushed over. "It's on fire."

Seeing that the dustbin was still smoking, he quickly pushed Han Meimei away and used a spoon of water to scoop up some water to put out the fire inside the dustbin.

He turned off the gas.

"I'm sorry."

Han Meimei looked at Jin Cheng, who was busy. Seeing that he didn't look too good, she lowered her head apologetically.

"I just want to make breakfast for you."

The gentle and aggrieved tone of her voice instantly made Jin Cheng lose his temper. He raised his head and looked at Han Meimei. This little girl didn't do it on purpose.

He didn't know why, but he felt sorry for Han Meimei.

"Go out."

Jin Cheng looked at the mess in the kitchen and frowned.

With his obsession with cleanliness, he really didn't like this kind of mess.

"I made porridge!"

When Han Meimei thought of the porridge she had cooked in the pot before she left, it should be almost done.

She went over and opened the lid of the wok with great anticipation. The smell of meat and blood assaulted her nostrils, and after smelling it, Han Meimei lost her appetite.

The porridge in the pot was messy, red and green. How ugly.

What is this!?

Is this something she made?

It was hard to feed a pig.

Jin Cheng also saw the contents of the pot and sighed deeply.

This little girl's culinary skills should be used to cook pig food, right?

"You can leave."

He said to Han Meimei in a low voice.

Han Meimei looked at him and went over to tug on the corner of his shirt. With a gentle voice, she said, "Jin Cheng, I really want to make something for you to eat."

Jin Cheng looked down and saw the back of her white hands was red. Her chest was hurting.

"Go, rub some scalding medicine on it."

"I'll clean up this place."

Jin Cheng called Han Meimei with a calm voice. Seeing Jin Cheng's gloomy expression, Han Meimei did not dare to say anything else and went out with her head lowered.

But the scald, she didn't want to.

She was just thinking if Jin Cheng was angry with her.

Why was she unable to make such a simple meat porridge?

In the kitchen, Jin Cheng cooked the porridge again.

He simply cleaned up the kitchen and the in a hurry came out.

The wound on Han Meimei's back was still fresh in her mind, and she couldn't get rid of it no matter what. He came out to see the little girl in the living room looking over to the kitchen from time to time, and when he saw that there was no ointment on the tea table, he knew she wasn't listening to him.

He sighed helplessly. What a worrying little girl.

Jin Cheng went upstairs and got some scalding medicine.

Han Meimei looked at him with a smile on her face.

"Hold out your hand."

Jin Cheng sat down and said to Han Meimei.

Han Meimei reached out her hand. The burning red on the back of her hand made Jin Cheng frown even more.

Why was she so disobedient!

When he thought about it, his hand lost its weight, causing Han Meimei to sigh in pain. Jin Cheng immediately lowered his hands.

"Does it hurt?"

Of course it hurts, this is a burn.

Moreover, she even shed tears.

Usually, she wasn't that delicate. Now that she was coaxed by Jin Cheng and rubbed down with the ointment, she was very happy. Then, she unconsciously added a bit of discomfort to the happiness.

"Jin Cheng, it hurts!"

She softened her voice, purposely acting coquettishly.

Jin Cheng followed her voice and slowly blew at the wound on the back of her hand.

"Even if you don't touch the water, be careful."

"Mhmm!"

Han Meimei nodded, very happy.

Although she failed this morning's porridge, Jin Cheng was still as gentle as ever. She was really happy.

Han Meimei found the cooking method useful.

Who knew, Jin Cheng would treat her better if she cooked a few more times.

Han Meimei, who had just started her relationship, felt very simple.

She just wanted to be nice to Jin Cheng.

"Jin Cheng, what do you like to eat?"

Han Meimei asked.2

Jin Cheng had gotten used to her calling him "Uncle Jin". Suddenly, he realized that she had been calling him "Jin Cheng" all day, and what the little girl said yesterday was true.

He wanted to say don't let Han Meimei call him by his name, but then he realized that they really weren't related to each other.

In the beginning, she had called him uncle only to anger him.

"Fish!"

Jin Cheng said casually.

When he finished, he saw the smile on Han Meimei's face. "Han Meimei, you're not suitable for cooking!"

Only Han Meimei, who got Jin Cheng's attention once, would not listen to his advice.

How could she be unsuitable? He didn't believe that she was a capable girl!

Besides, her family had a super delicious cook, Sister Yun Ji, to make a fish? Wasn't that the matter of taming Jin Cheng's stomach in minutes?

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