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I'm 8 Million Poor - Chapter 46: What is incomprehensible style - 1ST KISS NOVEL

Ji Chen entered the kitchen and saw Jiang Baiwan standing beside the stove, concentrating on cooking. Wei Dao sat on the small chair next to him to rest. Seeing Ji Chen coming in, Wei Dao raised his eyebrows: "Boss Jiang, someone is coming."

Jiang Baiwan turned his head and saw that Ji Chen was standing beside him. She nodded at Ji Chen, "Isn't he who came in for hot dishes? Put things there, I'll just get them."

"It's okay, you're busy with you," Ji Chen insisted on coming by himself, "I won't even be hot for two dishes."

With that said, Ji Chen took out the vegetables in the plastic bowl and put them directly in the microwave oven. With sharp eyes, Jiang Baiwan saw Ji Chen's movements on the side, and quickly stopped him: "No, no, no plastic can be put in the microwave."

Ji Chen looked blank, holding a bowl in his hand, looking inexplicably pitiful. Jiang Baiwan glanced at him, sighed, and put down the shovel in his hand: "Give it to me, you can get a bowl from the cabinet over there."

Wei Dao sat next to him, looking at the president of Haochen Group, obediently obediently obediently observing Jiang Baiyu's words, and went to the cabinet next to him and took out a bowl. Jiang Baiwan lifted the lid of the plastic bowl, and then poured the vegetables into the bowl: "Okay, so it can be heated."

Ji Chen took the bowl and put the dishes into the microwave, and then stood next to Jiang Baiwan. Inside the pot was a piece of pineapple fried rice, Jiang Baiwan's face was serious, and the spatula in his hand was flying over, and it seemed to be a little bit decent.

But Ji Chen's eyes stuck to Jiang Baiwan's side face, and he didn't pay much attention to the situation inside the pot. At this moment, Jiang Baiwan looked very different from normal times. She pursed her lips, frowned slightly, and all of her body and mind fell on the fried rice. Because of the concentrated expression that rarely showed, it made Jiang Baiwan more attractive.

Wei Dao had already slipped out when the two people were not paying attention, and Ji Chen and Jiang Baiwan were left in the kitchen. Ji Chen didn't speak, but looked at Jiang Baiwan quietly. Jiang Baiwan was busy with fried rice, and he didn't drive Ji Chen away.

The ambiguous breath slowly spread in the kitchen, Ji Chen's only felt that his heartbeat was getting faster and faster, his heart was like a lively and strong deer, which was constantly hitting his chest at this moment.

The inside of the kitchen is cramped and hotter than outside. Ji Chen, who had been observing Jiang Baiwan, saw a drop of sweat dripping from her cheeks, and slowly swiped it down, seeing that it was about to flow through the beautifully curved chin. He moved his fingers, raised his hand subconsciously, and scraped the drop of sweat on his fingertips.

Jiang Baiwan was caught off guard and was touched by Ji Chen, and was taken aback: "What's the matter?"

"I...you just sweated, I want to wipe it for you." Ji Chen said very justice and awe-inspiring, but the hand that had just wiped Jiang Baiwan's sweat went behind his back and twisted his fingers subconsciously.

Jiang Baiwan thought that Ji Chen was a little weird today. She took another look at Ji Chen, then took a pair of chopsticks from the side and stuffed it into Ji Chen's hands: "Okay, who are we with whom? I don't know what you think. What are you thinking about?"

Ji Chen's heart suddenly burst. He stared at Jiang Baiwan and wanted to ask Jiang Baiwan what he knew, but it seemed that his mouth was sealed, so he couldn't say anything.

"...What am I thinking?" Ji Chen stared at Jiang Baiwan, and finally asked the doubts in his heart. He didn't even notice it, and there was a vague expectation in his tone.