Chapter 1224: Chapter 1224: His Hands Are Particularly Beautiful
His hands were well-defined, with each finger slender and as exquisite as carved white jade sculptures, appearing as flawless works of art.
Neither too plump nor too lean, adding even a bit too much would be excessive, subtracting even a bit too little!
Rong Yan was dazzled by the sight and had to blink hard to move her gaze away from those attractive hands, “Mmm, yes, yes.”
She suddenly realized she might have a thing for hands.
Li Shengxiao hadn’t noticed her fixation on his hands, but had he been aware, he would have used this advantage to its fullest extent. And even if he hadn’t noticed, he was no less commanding. Under Rong Yan’s round and earnest gaze, he turned on the tap, rinsing his hands under the water.
After washing, he picked up a towel next to him and dried his hands, his voice low and husky as he commanded Rong Yan, “Yanyan, stand aside.”
His voice was both sandy and deep, as if hidden with tiny hooks, prompting Rong Yan to subconsciously move her legs. Coming to her senses, she realized she had already obeyed his command and moved to the side.
Shengxiao turned off the stove and lifted the steaming steel pot, pouring all the bubbling red oil into a clay pot next to him. The savory aroma of hot pot base spilled into the clay pot with a vibrant red, giving the kitchen a taste of sumr.
There was a bit left in the pot, filling half of the clay pot.
Li Shengxiao raised his eyebrows, intending to pour the remaining into the other half of the clay pot. Rong Yan hurried to stop him, “Hey, hold on, that’s enough, the other side is for the clear broth, I’m making a yin-yang pot today.”
Shengxiao’s eyes narrowed slightly, and the movent of his powerful arms ceased abruptly, as if he were a perfectly flawless machine she controlled. He then placed the remaining steel pot back on the kitchen stove. Perhaps tinged by the steam from the hot pot, his typically noble eyes were stained with a tinge of crimson, making him appear sowhat… bewitching!
For the first ti, Rong Yan realized the term ‘bewitching’ could be applied to a man, but Li Shengxiao’s appearance indeed transcended gender definitions, utterly impeccable!
“Where’s the clear broth?”
Rong Yan, unable to turn away, walked over, “It’s on, on the gas hob.”
She watched, slightly spellbound, not even noticing that she had been dazed more tis today than usual.
Li Shengxiao saw there was indeed another pot next to him, he lifted the lid, and the sticky white bone broth clearly had been simring for a long ti.
Just as he was about to carry it, a slender hand beat him to it, “Let do this. The soup has cooled, so it won’t burn . I still need to add so seasonings to finish it. You’ve just co back, why don’t you go and sit down first? I’ll have it ready in no ti.”
As she spoke, she lifted the bone broth and skillfully poured it into the reserved half of the clay pot. The extre colors of red and milky white blended together, looking like a Tai Chi symbol.
Afraid she would lose herself staring at him and looking unimpressive, Rong Yan decided not to look in his direction, quickly tied a bear-print apron around herself, and directed the people in the kitchen out, “Li Shengxiao, please go out and wait for , it will be ready in just a mont~”
Her voice was crisp and soft, completely different from what he had heard on the phone.
Li Shengxiao looked at the little woman who, for so reason, had her back to him as if she was avoiding him. He furrowed his brows deeply, and instead of leaving, he grabbed Rong Yan’s arm and forcefully pulled her around to face him, “What did you call ?”
Rong Yan, holding a kitchen knife for chopping vegetables, was taken aback by his pull, startled, “Li, Li Shengxiao?”
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