Si Yuhuan froze completely.
"Sorry, it was a reflex just now."
Jian Xi conveniently stuffed two tomatoes into his hands. "Perfect timing, give me a hand, will you?"
"Jian Xi!" Si Yuhuan gritted his teeth, his tongue pressing against his cheek.
He put so much force into it that half of his face went numb.
"Alright, I said it wasn't on purpose. What more do you want?" She looked aggrieved, "I didn't even mention you scared me!"
Si Yuhuan wordlessly went to wash and cut the tomatoes.
Watching his pathetic knife skills as he made a mess of the tomatoes, Jian Xi deliberately praised, "Director Si, you're amazing. Those knife skills could make you a top chef."
Then she tied an apron around him.
"Yes, yes, just like that. Really not bad."
Under her flattery, Si Yuhuan cooked a tomato-fried egg and stir-fried beef.
Looking at the burnt tomatoes and beef so tough it was inedible,
