Power and Wealth-Chapter 1660

Nightfall. Love shines brightly.

In the small kitchen.

The sound of chopping vegetables splashed out one after another.

But Dong Xuebing pretended to be washing vegetables there while his heart was burning, staring at the undulating chest of Luo Haiting's clothes without blinking.

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Especially rhythmic.

It's as if her chest is dancing.

Suddenly, Luo Haiting turned her head, "Hmm, Xuebing."

Dong Xuebing quickly shifted his gaze, "Hmm?"

"Yours is already washed. Are you watching me chop vegetables," Luo Haiting smiled.

Dong Xuebing immediately turned off the tap and said, "Yes, your chopping is too beautiful. Although my cooking tastes okay, my chopping skills are far inferior to yours. I can't keep up. If you want me to chop faster, I can, but I have no control over thickness. If I try to speed up, the slices become uneven, which is quite embarrassing. So, watching you chop so well, I got lost in thought."

Luo Haiting sighed, "It's not that I can cut well. If you've been cooking for over twenty years and chopping for over twenty years, you'll definitely chop well."

Dong Xuebing exclaimed, "You've been doing this for over twenty years?"

"Yeah, I started cooking in school," Luo Haiting said, familiar with it. She didn't slow down while chatting. Her knife was never dull. "When I was young, my family wasn't wealthy, and I'm the eldest. My younger siblings all relied on me. My parents weren't very healthy either, so I cooked when I was in school. Hehe, it's been over twenty years since then."

"I see. No wonder you're skilled at it. You've been cooking for as long as I've been alive. You might even be a little older than me," Dong Xuebing said.

"There are tricks to it. Let me teach you," Luo Haiting said kindly.

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"Sure, I'd appreciate that," Dong Xuebing rolled up his sleeves and approached, "You tell me how to cut."

Seeing him approach, Luo Haiting handed him the knife and stepped back, allowing him to stand in front of the chopping board. She stood behind him and said, "Try cutting one."

Dong Xuebing picked up a cucumber and slowly started slicing it into diamond-shaped pieces.

But after just two slices, Luo Haiting behind him said, "Your grip on the knife isn't quite right. You don't have to grip it tightly; sometimes, that can be counterproductive. So, try holding the back of the knife like this, yes, like that, and then slide it down."

"Like this?"

"No, slide it."

In the end, Dong Xuebing didn't understand.

So Luo Haiting leaned in, reached out from behind, and grabbed Dong Xuebing's hand. With him, she demonstrated how to slice it. "Like this."

Phew.

Dong Xuebing's back was pressed against two chunks of flesh.

That feeling, let's not even mention it.

"Have you got it?" Luo Haiting asked, her breath spraying on Dong Xuebing's neck and cheek as she spoke, making him itchy.

Dong Xuebing didn't have the mind to learn how to chop vegetables now. "Not yet."

"Then let me demonstrate again, and you can feel it. This is how you cut," Luo Haiting almost hugged Dong Xuebing from behind and held his hand to cut.

One slice.

Five slices.

Ten slices.

There was an ambiguous atmosphere in the kitchen.

"It does make a big difference when you chop well," Dong Xuebing said.

"Right?" Luo Haiting smiled. "This way, you can cut faster."

"Yeah. Let me try again," Dong Xuebing continued to slice. "Today, I'm learning a lot."

Luo Haiting held his hand from behind and chopped vegetables with him. "Keep practicing."

Panting, panting. The soft-touch pressed against Dong Xuebing's back, making him feel a bit floaty, with an impulse to reach back and grab it.

Half past eight.

The dishes were all cooked.

The two of them entered the yard and placed the dishes on the table.

"Do you want to drink, Sister Luo?" Dong Xuebing asked.

Luo Haiting pondered momentarily and smiled, "If you want to drink, Sister will accompany you, but I can't drink much."

"Then let's have red wine; it has a lower alcohol content." Dong Xuebing went back inside and brought out a bottle of red wine. When he wanted to pour it, Sister Luo took it first and poured the wine.

"Xuebing, taste the food."

"Mm, delicious."

"Hehe, here, I will toast you a glass. Thank you so much for helping with the report. Without your support, I wouldn't know how to solve it."

"Don't be so polite, don't toast, let's just drink."

"Okay, cheers. I will finish it; you drink as you like."

The meal was quickly finished.

The two of them chatted at the table, and the meal was quite enjoyable.

They finished a bottle of wine together, and now Sister Luo's neck was adorned with a faint blush, making her look even more mature and enticing.

Ring, ring, ring, the phone suddenly rang.

Luo Haiting touched her bag, pulled out her phone, and glanced at it, then said to Dong Xuebing, "I'll take a call." Then she walked a little further away. "Hello, yeah, I'm outside. Just finished dinner with the leader, getting ready to go back. I know, okay, I'll tell you tomorrow. You won't stop until you eat. I'll starve if you don't. Ensure our son does his homework properly and does not let the teacher call us again. Okay, hang up." Even though she walked away, she didn't leave the yard, and Dong Xuebing could still hear her voice.

Luo Haiting came back.

Dong Xuebing looked at her, "Your husband?"

"Mm," Luo Haiting put away her phone. He doesn't trust me. I just made a call to ask. He's got a lot on his plate; you wouldn't know."

"If I had such a beautiful wife like you, I wouldn't trust either," Dong Xuebing said.

Luo Haiting smiled, "Xuebing, you're flattering me. What beauty? I'm old and withered, too embarrassed to show my face." That's what she said, but she looked quite pleased. After saying that, she glanced at her watch and exclaimed, "It's already half past nine."

"Do you have a meeting tomorrow?" Dong Xuebing asked.

"I finished today, nothing tomorrow," Luo Haiting replied.

"When are you planning to go back?" Dong Xuebing asked.

"Probably Monday or Tuesday. Going on a business trip is rare, so I plan to rest a few more days," Luo Haiting said.

Normally, at this late hour, it would be appropriate for Dong Xuebing to suggest that she go back early, especially since they were alone together, and Sister Luo's husband had just called to check on her. But today, Dong Xuebing was feeling annoyed because of Fang Wenping's sharp temper, and Sister Luo had made him arosed, so the words at the corner of his mouth changed.

Even Dong Xuebing didn't expect that when he looked at Sister Luo in her long skirt, he would unexpectedly say, "No rush, why don't we go inside and sit for a while?"

Luo Haiting paused for a moment, "Oh, okay."