Wang Shen couldn't sleep.

After lying on the bed for a while, he got out of bed again and came to the dressing table.

The man's dressing table is naturally not as exquisite as the women's boudoir. There is only a bronze mirror that can be used in the table, and the rest are hair combs and a few jade crowns and jade hairpins commonly used by Wang Shen, among which there are more wooden hairpins.

Wang Shen lit a candlelight, and the room lit up. He looked at the mirror in a complicated mood.

The bronze mirror was blurred. Wang Shen looked at his thin face and couldn't tell anything handsome or ugly.

"I just suddenly feel that the adult is quite handsome."

Her playful sweet and soft voice kept echoing in her ears. Wang Shen looked in the mirror again and her face became hot.

Why did she suddenly say that for no reason? Although she often acted coquettishly and begged him for this and that, she was generally very respectful to him and never joked. If it weren't for a joke, when she praised him, she would obviously smile so cunningly, and she was as bold as if she had suddenly changed her temperament.

Wang Shen rubbed his forehead.

I can't figure it out, I can't guess it thoroughly, I have solved countless cases, and I can see through any clues, but I can't see through her heart.

The next evening, when Wang Shen returned home, he was a little nervous because she started editing books again today and the two of them would meet later.

After getting off the carriage, Wang Shen walked in.

In the study, when Chen Jiao heard Changfu shouting "Sir", she walked out and smiled at Wang Shenyi from afar.

Wang Shen had a cold face and said, "Take the manuscript to the hall to see me later."

Chen Jiao said "yes".

Wang Shen went to the room to change clothes. When he came out again, Chen Jiao was already waiting in the hall, and her dressing was no different from usual.

Wang Shen absent-mindedly looked through her manuscript and picked a few questions casually.

Chen Jiao listened attentively, and after she finished her business, she took her leave, as if she had not praised him for being handsome yesterday.

Chen Jiao's attitude in the next few days.

Wang Shen gradually felt relieved and felt a little inexplicably disappointed.

Chen Jiao obediently compiled nine-day books, and finally waited for Wang Shen Xiumu again. Last year, when she edited books, Wang Shen would stay in the study room, answering various confusions for Chen Jiao at any time, and then took the initiative to teach some writing skills. In order to avoid suspicion, Wang Shen would also call Changfu into the study room, although Changfu often fell asleep as he listened.

Today, Wang Shen was no exception. He sat face to face with Chen Jiao at the desk. Changfu first cleaned the study room quietly, which did not need to be cleaned, and then sat tactfully on a chair near the door of the study room and napped.

Chen Jiao wrote for a while and looked up secretly.

Wang Shen on the opposite side was writing his summary of his government affairs at the Ministry of Justice over the past ten days. The 35-year-old man wore a light gray round-necked robe with a thin face but handsome face. However, Chen Jiao prefers Wang Shen's integrity and majesty, which is unique and unique to him, and no one can match it.

However, Wang Shen is so thin now that he feels so sad.

"Sir, I'll go back to the West Cross Courtyard and I'll be back in a while." Chen Jiao put down her pen and said softly.

Wang Shen looked at her, nodded, and did not ask her what she was going to do.

Chen Jiao left the study room in small steps.

In the Xikuanyuan, Yue Niang was coaxing Brother Chang in the yard. When she saw her sister-in-law coming back, she smiled and asked, "Isn't editing books today?"

Chen Jiao walked over, picked up her nephew and kissed her, explaining: "I'm hungry, come back to make some food."

Yue Niang said, "What do you want to eat? Please help me watch Brother Chang, and my sister-in-law will make it for you."

Chen Jiao hurriedly advised: "No, no, coaxing children is much more tiring than cooking. Sister-in-law, don't be lazy."

Yue Niang was amused by her.

Chen Jiao returned her nephew to her and went to the kitchen with a smile.

As for what to eat, Chen Jiao prepared it when she was busy in the kitchen in the morning. The chicken soup was ready, just heat it up, and the peony cake was also printed in advance and put it in the pot and steamed for a while before it was cooked.

The chicken soup and peony cake were packed with the food box. Chen Jiao walked to Yue Niang with the food box in one hand and the extra pastries in the other and invited Yue Niang to eat.

"Do you want to take it over for food?" Yue Niang asked, looking at her food box.

Chen Jiao said openly: "Yes, sir, I have worked very hard, I respect him."

Yue Niang thought this was a natural thing.

Chen Jiao returned to the main courtyard with the food box. She first put the things in the hall, then walked to the study room gently, stood at the door and called out "Sir".

Wang Shen turned around.

Chen Jiao smiled and made a "silence" gesture to him. Looking at Changfu who was dozing against the back of the chair, Chen Jiao waved to Wang Shen again and signaled him to come out.

She seemed to have some secret, and Wang Shen subconsciously cooperated and moved the chair back without making any sound.

Walking out of the study, Wang Shencai said, "What's the matter?"

He was tall, Chen Jiao looked up at him and smiled and said, "I'm hungry, I've made some food, so I'll try it together, sir."

Wang Shen was stunned.

Chen Jiao has already gone to the hall first.

Wang Shen looked at her back and glanced at the study behind him. He didn't understand why she was acting sneakily.

When Wang Shen came to the hall, Chen Jiao had already arranged the food. There was a plate of six pieces of peony cake in the middle of the table, and Wang Shen put an extra bowl of fragrant chicken soup.

Wang Shen was surprised and pointed to the chicken soup and asked, "Why is it just a bowl?" Would she not drink it?

Chen Jiao looked at his thin face, lowered her head, and blushed, "I eat and drink every day and don't need to make up for it anymore. However, adults have been getting thinner after a year of busyness. We should make up for it well."

Chen Jiao was quite embarrassed to show her kindness in front of him for the first time.

Wang Shen saw her blushing face. She was already beautiful, but now she showed the girl's shy appearance, which made her feel even more unstable.

"I, as an elder, I actually asked Gillian to worry." Wang Shen tried his best to hide his strangeness.

Chen Jiao glanced at him, elders, and she wanted to see when he could persevere.

"Sir, sit down." Chen Jiao said softly.

Wang Shen sat down on the side of the chicken soup. The chicken soup was fragrant. The peony cake next to it was brown in color and had peony patterns on the surface, which looked very delicious.

"I made this by myself. Adults try it first?" Chen Jiao took a piece of peony cake and handed it to him.

Wang Shen took the pastry without looking sideways and tried hard to ignore her gaze. Wang Shen took a bite and was nervous and bite lightly. He didn't even touch the stuffing made of red beans, peas, yam and other ingredients inside.

Chen Jiao saw it, but still asked expectantly: "How is it, is it sweet?"

Wang Shen nodded without hesitation.

Chen Jiao burst into laughter.

Wang Shen looked over strangely.

Facing his serious black eyes, Chen Jiao, the mastermind who wanted to tease him, blushed inexplicably and turned her head and said, "Everyone hasn't eaten the filling, how can you know if it's sweet?"

Wang Shen was shocked and looked at the peony cake in his hand again, and it was indeed not revealed.

So his face turned red.

Chen Jiao saw it secretly and felt sweet in her heart. She picked up a piece of peony cake and ate it in small bites.

Wang Shenyu could see her movements. When she started eating, he ate pastries as if nothing had happened. This time he had eaten the filling, but he no longer had the intention to tell what the filling tasted. He revealed his flaw just now, would she think too much?

"Sir, don't just eat cakes, drink more chicken soup." Chen Jiao suddenly reminded him.

After hearing this, Wang Shen immediately put down the peony cake that he had bitten a few bites, scooped a spoonful of chicken soup and put it into his mouth.

It was the early summer season, and ordinary meals were not easy to get cold, not to mention the soup. Lord Shangshu, who was not interested in chicken soup, naturally had his tongue burned by chicken soup. He frowned instinctively. Thinking that she might be watching, Wang Shen immediately stretched his eyebrows, pretending that it was not hot at all, and swallowed a mouthful of chicken soup with difficulty.

Chen Jiao didn't see him frowning, but she saw that the chicken soup was still steaming. She reached over, touched the wall of the bowl on the back of her hand, and asked strangely: "Isn't it hot?"

Wang Shen shook his head, but the sweat beads that emerged from his forehead betrayed him.

He pretended to be hard, and Chen Jiao couldn't bear to expose him, so she ate the cake quietly and stopped talking.

Wang Shen breathed a sigh of relief and slowly drank a bowl of soup.

"What do you think of this soup?" Chen Jiao asked in a low voice as she packed the food box.

Wang Shen was warm all over and said to the outsider: "It tastes delicious, Gillian's cooking skills are good."

Chen Jiao's lips raised slightly, covering the lid of the food box, she finally plucked up the courage and said softly: "Since adults like it, then every night from now on, I will make soup for adults to nourish their bodies, okay?"

Wang Shen raised his head in shock.

Chen Jiao forced herself to look at him. She had many speculations, but there was no solid evidence after all. If this person saw through her mind and scolded her for not understanding the rules and not following the female precepts, Chen Jiao really had no shame to see him again.

Shy, nervous and worried, all the unspeakable feelings of the girl's home turned into water, and they were all contained in her eyes.

The eyes were too beautiful, and the water floating there seemed to contain infinite tenderness. Wang Shen's heart was beating wildly and he took the lead in looking away.

What does she mean? Why did she propose to make soup for him every night?

No matter what, being known will definitely cause gossip.

"No need, just leave this kind of thing to the kitchen, Gillian doesn't have to work hard." After a moment of silence, Wang Shen said in a calm tone.

No rebuke, but no acceptance.

Chen Jiao didn't want to be so ambiguous, she spoke, she must get an answer.

"I'm not afraid of hard work." Chen Jiao said, looking at the food box in her hand.

Wang Shen was in a dilemma when he heard it.

Chen Jiao's heart gradually became cold and she said to herself: "It's okay if you don't like it. It's not my turn to care about my health."

After saying that, Chen Jiao turned around and was about to leave.

"Giao." Wang Shen called her in a hurry.

Chen Jiao stopped and stood with her back to him.

Wang Shen had no choice but to say: "It's not that I don't like it, but, you, how do you explain it to your father if you make soup for me?"

Chen Jiao turned around and asked in confusion: "My lord is so thin, Dad has long been worried. I will only be happy for me to help him, why should I explain?"

Wang Shen suddenly said nothing. She was a junior, and treated him well out of filial piety, so he was naturally open and honest. He felt guilty, so he wanted to cover up.

"Then, thank you for your hard work." Wang Shen immediately agreed to it because she saw his guilt.
Chapter completed!