“……” Han Zhuoling was really annoyed by Shi Xiaoya, "do you even know his taste?"

"After all, I'm a familiar friend. I can't be any more familiar." Shi Xiaoya explains.

It's good enough to be a good friend.

Han Zhuoling looks at the poem Xiaoya for a moment, but is it just a friend?

Looking at the poem, Xiaoya doesn't seem to have that kind of meaning to Qin zigou. She just doesn't know if Qin zigou has it.

This time, shixiaoya seemed to be suddenly smart. She could see what Han Zhuoling was thinking and quickly explained: "I have no such relationship with Qin zigou. We have known each other since childhood. When we are old enough to work, we are not interested in our family's career. As it happens, he likes fashion design and I like make-up. As soon as we discussed, we opened a studio together. We have been cooperating for several years, which is very good. It's just Er Brotherhood. "

Shi Xiaoya wants to talk about her sisterhood, and she thinks it's time to save face for Qin Zi in front of Han Zhuoling.

Besides, Qin zigou is not gay. She really likes women.

So let's sacrifice on our own side.

"Besides, we don't have to wait until now if we really have a little affection." Shi Xiaoya muttered that it has been many years.

There is really no chemical reaction between her and Qin zigou.

Qin Zi Gou takes her as her sister, and she takes Qin Zi Gou as her brother.

Han Zhuoling was in a good mood, and even his dark face disappeared. The corners of his mouth were hooked, and he quickly hid. His face was cold, "I didn't say anything, what do you explain so much?"

I'm afraid of his misunderstanding, so nervous.

Shi Xiaoya

Doesn't it seem that he misunderstood?

But also, what's the relationship between them?

He misunderstood, he misunderstood. What did she explain?

If Han Zhuoling were not still there, Shi Xiaoya would have hit her mouth directly.

I want you to talk more!

I want you to talk more!

You have a mouth to talk about!

Looking at the poem, Xiaoya is going to be annoyed. Fortunately, Han Zhuoling doesn't really see anything.

Now Xiaoya in Jingshi said that when she was in a good mood, she looked into the refrigerator door.

There are many dishes in it, "are you so busy, do you have time to buy vegetables?"

"My mother asked my aunt to buy them and put them in the refrigerator for me." Shi Xiaoya explains.

But most of them are fruits.

Shi Xiaoya's mother also knows that young people are busy with their work, and it's probably hard to do it by themselves when they go home.

She is not used to having an aunt at home, and prefers to be more comfortable by herself.

Otherwise, Shi Xiaoya's mother wanted to find an aunt for her, but she would not agree.

Since there are few opportunities to cook by herself, she prepared more fruits for her to eat at home.

However, there are still many fresh ingredients.

"You can't eat too much at night. Cook noodles." Han Zhuoling looked at the refrigerator, "do you have noodles at home?"

"Yes." Shi Xiaoya takes out two bags of noodles from the refrigerator.

Noodles are semi dry hand rolled noodles in one package, which are much better than machine-made dried noodles, but the shelf life is not long enough.

"Do you have any taboos? What about the salty taste? Do you want spicy food? Is there any dish you don't like? " Shi Xiaoya asked.

Han Zhuoling looked at the ingredients in the refrigerator and said, "I prefer light to salty, but I can't eat salty. When I go to southern Hunan, I can also accept the spicy food there. "