142 That’s Just What You Think
Ji Zhao blinked nervously and subconsciously retreated.
However, she accidentally stepped on the back of her foot and couldn’t help but lean back!
Shen Yao hurriedly reached out and hugged her soft waist.
Their physical contact seemed to have become even more intimate.
“Are you alright?” Shen Yao sized her up and asked nervously. The concern between his brows was sincere.
Ji Zhao’s heart skipped a beat. She suddenly leaned closer and carefully kissed his cheek.
The cheek that she had kissed became even hotter.
“You…” Shen Yao opened his mouth, but he did not know what to say.
However, the fire in his eyes was obvious.
“I can’t delay cooking.” Ji Zhao deliberately coughed twice and put on a serious expression. “Why don’t you go to the bookstore and walk around? You can pick me up before sunset, okay?”
In her heart, Ji Zhao still hoped that Shen Yao could spend more time studying.
After all, he was the future Grand Secretary!
As the Grand Secretary of a country, he shouldered the heavy responsibility of the country. How could he be greedy for a simple and quiet life?
Moreover, only by laying a solid foundation at this time could he be more at ease in the court in the future.
At this moment, Shen Yao did not understand Ji Zhao’s good intentions. He simply thought that Ji Zhao was shy.
After all, just now—
“Alright.” Shen Yao nodded happily. “Then I’ll go to the bookstore first. I’ll wait for you in the backyard at dusk.”
“Alright!” Ji Zhao nodded obediently and smiled sweetly.
Shen Yao’s heart skipped a beat. He suddenly hugged her and said softly.
In the end, he left in a hurry without waiting for Ji Zhao’s reaction.
Looking at his hurried but unusually tall back, Ji Zhao silently curled her lips.
This man was the epitome of the saying, still waters run deep!
The moment he turned around, Ji Zhao began to seriously recall the cooking method of the crystal lamb jelly.
Crystal lamb jelly was an authentic northwestern dish. At the same time, it was also a cold dish.
The cooking method of this dish was not difficult, but the requirements for the ingredients were relatively high.
For the lamb, it requires high-quality leg meat with skin, as well as high quality pork skin.
Fortunately, the kitchen of the Ma Residence did not lack any ingredients.
After putting on the apron, Ji Zhao began to cook.
At the same time, Shen Yao had already arrived at the Ten Thousand Mile Bookstore.
Then, Shen Yao casually picked up a book of scriptures and history and read it seriously.
Shen Yao read very quickly. He could read ten lines at a glance. Moreover, he could memorize even books that he had only read once.
Just as he was enjoying his reading, a shadow suddenly appeared in front of him.
Shen Yao subconsciously looked up and met a pair of half-smiling eyes.
“Do me the honor of having a cup of tea?” Qin Minghong, who was dressed in a sapphire blue brocade robe, gently waved the folding fan in his hand. His long and narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly as they landed on Shen Yao’s face with an unfathomable smile.
“No need.” Shen Yao rejected expressionlessly. Then, he lowered his head and continued to read the book in his hand.
His attitude surprised Qin Minghong.
“Do you really think you can bring Ah Tao happiness?” Qin Minghong could not help but raise his eyebrows and ask in a low voice.
“Ah Tao is not a name you can call.” Shen Yao suddenly looked up, his dark eyes suffused with a cold light.
However, Qin Minghong did not care at all. Instead, he smiled and raised his eyebrows. “Miss Ji and I are already friends.”
“That’s just what you think,” Shen Yao replied indifferently.