Addicted To His Pheromone - Chapter 92

After explaining some of Yan Yang’s thinking habits, Yan Shi immediately left the cafe and hurried home.

This time, it was already past four o’clock in the afternoon, and he started to prepare dinner without stopping until Jiang Can returned home at six o’clock in the afternoon.

It had been a long time since Jiang Can came home and smelled the aroma of rice. As soon as he entered the house, the aroma of rice and vegetables wafted through his nostrils, mixed with the faint smell of pheromones when he spoke.

Hearing the door open, Yan Shi walked out of the kitchen with an apron. Fortunately, his hands and feet are fast. In the past two hours, he has almost finished cooking.

“Come back? Go wash your hands quickly, there is one dish left, and you can eat right away.”

Seeing Yan Shi wearing an apron and holding a spatula, Jiang Can was filled with emotion.

Isn’t the life in front of you what you want to pursue the most? After so much now, everything is finally back on track.

Jiang Can originally wanted to reply with a good word, but when he found that Sibo was no longer at home, Jiang Can groaned in his heart.

“Xiaoyan, what about Sibo?”

“Ah, Fang Yang called me this afternoon and said that Si Bo was too busy, so I sent Si Bo over, Fang Yangfei asked me to keep Si Bo, he said he wanted to play with Si Bo for a few days.

Si Bo was brought up with Fang Yang’s help. He opened his mouth, but it was not easy for me to refuse. However, Si Bo and Fang Yang knew each other well, and he would not make trouble if he took care of him, so I left him. “

“Well, okay, I’m going to wash my hands and change clothes first.”

Jiang Can replied, put the gift he bought for Yan Shi aside, washed his hands and changed into his home clothes before coming out.

Sitting at the table, Jiang Can looked at Yan Shi who was still busy in the kitchen, and felt particularly warm and happy in his heart.

The last soup was finally boiled, and when Yan Shi took two cotton gloves, he brought out the boiled corn rib soup.

Jiang Can immediately brought the bowl mat and placed it in the middle of the dish, just when he said it, the two of them couldn’t cooperate well.

“It’s been a long time. Hurry up and eat. I heard you hungry in the kitchen. Let you eat first, and you have to wait for me.”

Hearing Yan Shi complaining a little, Jiang Can smiled while holding the soup, and handed the first bowl to Yan Shi.

“You’ve been tired all day, don’t take care of me, you drink first.”

Jiang Can’s face was stern, and when he saw it, he immediately took it.

Jiang Can filled himself with soup, took a sip, and felt relieved:

“What’s the point of eating it by myself? It’s not easy to live the life that I longed for before. Of course I have to cherish it. Xiaoyan, it’s really hard for you today.

When I saw your busy figure in the kitchen just now, I regret telling you to let you come back and make dinner together. If I knew it earlier, I would have said that we should go out to eat. “

When Yan Shi took a piece of spare ribs, he was about to put it in Jiang Can’s bowl, but who knew that after hearing this, he immediately shoved the spare ribs into his mouth.

Jiang Can stared, watching Yan Shi’s bewildering operation:

“What are you doing? Are you kidding me? It’s not for me to eat, why did you stuff it in your mouth?”

“I want to eat myself.”

While eating, he muttered and said this.

When Jiang Can heard this, he laughed heartily:

“Xiaoyan, you are being petty now. Of course, the food outside is not as good as yours. I’m not afraid that you will be tired. But I will eat them all, so that you will not be wasted. Hard.”

Jiang Can had a strong desire to survive, and immediately ate it fragrantly. While eating, he praised his craftsmanship better than before.

At the beginning, there were some strange words of Jiang Can, but in the end, Jiang Can’s actions made him unable to get angry at all.

It can be seen that Jiang Can is really starving. When she said that, she said that she ate it all to comfort herself. Who knew that in the end, except for the soup and rice, everything else was really eaten by Jiang Can.

Jiang Can was full, curled up on the chair and leaned against the back. Jiang Can drank the coffee he just brewed in Yan Shi contentedly, with a happy face on his face.

“Such a day is too unreal, Xiaoyan, come and pinch me, let me see if I’m dreaming.”