C4 Lettuce

Entering the kitchen, Old Lee first taught Xiao Ya how to cut vegetables. Because she had never cooked before, even though Old Lee had demonstrated this to him previously, the things that Xiao Ya sliced out were still out of the ordinary.

"Am I not suited to cooking at all …?" Looking at the radish that he had cut out, Xiao Ya's face was filled with dejection.

The Old Lee immediately comforted her, "Don't worry, cutting it into pieces for the first time is not easy. When I was cutting vegetables for the first time, even my hand was injured.

"Really?"

"What are you saying? I'm already this old, why would I lie to a little girl like you!"

Seeing that Xiao Ya had truly fooled herself, the Old Lee coughed twice and said to Xiao Ya: "Xiao Ya, how about this, I'll teach you how to cut vegetables. This way, you can get used to my movements and learn quickly."

This time, Xiao Ya was more reserved, and did not immediately agree.

She knew that men and women shouldn't touch each other. Since young, her house had tightly controlled her, and it could be said that in her entire life, other than her husband, no other man had ever touched her.

Xiao Ya had thought about this for a long time. She wanted to reject Old Lee, but she was afraid that Old Lee would be angry and she left immediately.

The atmosphere was heavy for a while. Old Lee had a serious face and asked directly: "I say, why is it so hard to teach you to cut vegetables. Do you still want to learn?"

"I'll learn, I'll learn, but …" Xiao Ya looked at Old Lee with a red face. Old Lee had a stern expression, without the slightest hint of abnormality.

"But what 'but'? That's how I taught my disciple. Now, he has changed from a service apprentice to a chef. I think you don't want to learn it from the beginning? " How could the Old Lee not see through Xiao Ya's thoughts?

"No, no." Xiao Ya immediately shook her head in panic. She still really wanted to learn how to cook properly, maybe she could save enough money to hire a chef in the future and gain the favor of her husband. She realized that her husband was acting a bit abnormal recently, and might even be someone else in the outside world …

"Then that's it." Old Lee pretended to be serious and sighed helplessly. Then, he grabbed onto Xiao Ya's slender jade hand.

When he saw this, Old Lee couldn't help but shiver all over. This feeling was so soft!

Xiao Ya's hands were pressed down on her palms by Old Lee, the white back of her hands formed a strong contrast with his own rough black claws. Not only that, Old Lee felt that this woman's hands didn't seem to have any bones, they were especially soft and smooth.

If not for the fact that he had to teach her how to cut vegetables, even Old Lee would want to grab her hands and touch her lower body.

Although it was called cutting vegetables, Xiao Ya shyly lied down in front of him in the posture of an old man pushing a cart. Her long legs slightly spread out and her perfectly round, tight bottom was presented in front of Old Lee.

The fatal and tempting fragrance of the young woman assaulted Old Lee's nostrils, causing him to feel as if his entire body's blood was rushing to her at that moment.

Because she was afraid of the Old Lee, Xiao Ya leaned forward as much as possible. Her posture was so seductive that the Old Lee almost couldn't help but stick close in on her, trying to take her on the spot.

Old Lee grabbed both of her small hands, his brain became a lot slower, and the speed at which he cut vegetables was no longer as smooth as before.

In the beginning, Xiao Ya's beautiful face was completely red, she was extremely embarrassed, but she slowly relaxed and told herself: The Old Lee is only teaching me how to cut vegetables, I just have to put my heart into it.

After overcoming the mental barrier, Xiao Ya started to focus all of her attention and thoughts on her hands. Because there was Old Lee watching him, the radish that Xiao Ya cut out looked pretty good, which made Xiao Ya feel that her knife skills were even better than the two cooks in the shop.

After all, his foundation was there, and even if he had his eyes closed, he could cut flowers out of it. Right now, he was completely intoxicated by Xiao Ya's soft and delicate body.

Not only did Old Lee's hands feel Xiao Ya's warmth, even her body was gradually pressing against Xiao Ya's back, to the point where his brain was starting to daydream. If only she could use the posture of an old man pushing a cart and enter Xiao Ya's kitchen once, how great would it be …