The Rebirth of Crazy Ger

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The man's stalwart back was busy in the kitchen, white smoke rose densely and wrapped around him, trying to hide it.

Wang Jin thought of a poor scholar in his previous life, that person liked to burn incense, and every time he was there, the place was always surrounded by smoke, and that person was sitting in the smoke like a cloud, so immortal that he was not like a mortal .

Wang Jin thought the man was good-looking, so he invited him into the mansion, and made him a guest in the mansion, but now Wang Jin saw the man, and felt that he invited him too early. 

If he met a man first, he would definitely invite him into the mansion. The man burns incense.

The man burning incense is not as immortal as the scholar, on the contrary, it is very smokey, and his busy movements are not as elegant as the scholar burning incense, but that man inexplicably stirred the root in his heart called "heartbeat". ", making his heart involuntarily turn towards the man.

Wang Jin approached on tiptoe, the scent became stronger, and he looked into the pot.

There were some meat slices in the pot, and some ingredients like rice grains were still stuck on the meat slices. Wang Jin recognized the thing when he saw it.

It's cumin!

When he was drawing herbs for a man two days ago, he mentioned it by the way, but he got it back unexpectedly, and even fried it in sliced ​​meat! No wonder it smells so good.

Wang Jin swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and almost lowered his head into the pot.

The man had discovered him a long time ago, and upon seeing this, he helplessly supported his head with one hand and said, "Be careful of burning."

Wang Jin stretched out his hand to hold the man's hand, and said in a subconsciously coquettish tone, "Hungry~"

The little lunatic's fingers were so soft that they were soft and close to him with a body temperature that didn't belong to him... The man's fingertips trembled slightly, his knuckles curled up uncontrollably, and he wrapped the little lunatic's hand in his palm... Heartbeat gradually faster.

He hurriedly stabilized his voice, and said in a low hoarse voice: "Soon."

Hearing this, Wang Jin frowned in dissatisfaction, fixed his eyes on the meat in the pot, licked his lips, and finally stayed quietly by the man's side.

The little lunatic pouts his lips slightly because of his dissatisfaction, and his lips moistened by saliva are moist, like the petals of flowers in the morning, exuding this attractive fragrance, waiting for others to pick them.

The man's eyes darkened, the hand holding the stone shovel trembled, and he almost missed the stone shovel, while the hand holding Wang Jin's hand was dripping with sweat, as if feeling uncomfortable, Wang Jin Jin pulled his hand out of the man's hand.

The man stretched out his hand to hold it again, but a sound at the door scared him back.

"Brother Heng, Ah Jin."

Yuan Heng seemed to have done something bad and was caught, his ears were reddish, he put his hands behind his back, coughed lightly, and then turned to look at Brother Mu.

Wang Jin is very frank.

Mu Ge'er's eyes moved, looking at Wang Jin and Yuan Heng, he seemed to understand something in his eyes, and smiled meaningfully.

He said: "My family A Yuan is back, so I'll go back first."

"Well, okay, I'll see you tomorrow, Amu." Wang Jin smiled and waved to Brother Mu. They had already made an agreement. These days, Brother Mu has come to accompany Wang Jin weaving. .