[MPREG] I Have a Happy Ending with the Mistress's Ex-Boyfriend

Chapter 12: Yan Gan Cooking

Yan Gan didn't feel any discomfort, as if he was used to it.

To cook fish and meat requires a clay pot to be cooked on a fire to make it delicious. When Jian Qiaoxin was about to start a fire, he was stopped. Yan Gan couldn't stand seeing the youth struggle so he said, "Stand aside."

Jian Qiaoxin retreated to the side.

Yan Gan put the wood inside the clay stove, the fire slowly burned in it, his handsome face was clearly shone by the light of the fire, which made him look even more manly.

When Jian Qiaoxin was cooking, Yan Gan said in a deep voice: "Qiu Jian and Wen Yuan are childhood sweethearts, do you know that?"

Jian Qiaoxin was adding salt, the salt bottle almost fell out of his shaking hand when he heard this: "I just knew it now."

"He didn't even tell you?" Yan Gan chuckled.

The food in the pot made a crackling noise, and Jian Qiaoxin moved a little further away: "Who doesn't have a few little secrets, wasn't Wen Yuan hiding it from you?"

Yan Gan raised his eyelids and glanced at him, then said meaningfully: "You don't care about them?"

"I do."

No one could say he does not care about this kind of thing.

Jian Qiaoxin stirred the ingredients with a spatula and leaned on the stove: "I don't like to force others. If he no longer has me in his heart, it's better we walk our own path..."

"Absurd." Yan Gan said coldly: "It is bullshit to let him be free and be forgiven. I will tie up my partner even if it means to kill him. If he dares to betray me, I want him to live a life worse than death."

Jian Qiaoxin shuddered, the spatula slipped from his hand and hit the pot with a "clang" sound.

He looked at Yan Gan subconsciously, just to meet those gloomy eyes, and he already felt suffocated, almost scared by the strong desire for control in those eyes.

Yan Gan raised his eyebrows and smiled at the corners of his mouth: "Scared?"

Jian Qiaoxin picked up the spatula again, lowered his head and dared not look at him: "Not really..."

The two people were quiet again. No one said anything about the topic just now, until the curtain to the kitchen was lifted again, and Da Gua and Xiao Gua ran in.

Da Gua sprang to the side to look at the pot and said happily: "Wow, it smells so good, is it braised pork?"

Jian Qiaoxin nodded, he squeezed the bridge of Da Gua's nose, and said affectionately: "Dog nose."

"I could smell it a mile away, Brother Xiao Xin's cooking is so delicious, and I'm already drooling." Da Gua stared at him with clear eyes, and said crisply.

"You rascal." Jian Qiaoxin picked a small piece from the pot and fed it to him: "Be careful."

Da Gua succeeded, smiling from ear to ear.

Xiao Gua stood next to Yan Gan's legs, the child was still a toddler, he was stuttering as pestering the man: "I... also, want."

Jian Qiaoxin became stiff, that Yan Gan with cold eyes, even his legs trembled and wanted to run away from this satan, Xiao Gua dared to approach him, this kid had courage!

Yan Gan held the little child up in his arms and glanced at Jian Qiaoxin.

Jian Qiaoxin understood the man's meaning, and quickly put another piece on a plate and handed it to Xiao Gua: "Here, be careful."