Chapter 107

When Ji Zhengting came down from upstairs, he had already taken a bath after morning exercise. Walking in the living room, I heard the faint voice of conversation in the kitchen, one of which was song Qingcheng's.

He looked at the kitchen curiously and walked past unconsciously.

The kitchen door is only half closed. Standing at the door, you can clearly see that song Qingcheng is studying hard and nodding from time to time.

Others are attentive, or serious and nervous, but when she is serious, she is a little cute. She seems to understand and do not understand the small eyes, and then suddenly realized the expression, rich and colorful, not affectation, not exaggeration.

There were only three kinds of dishes. After learning for half an hour, song Qingcheng finally wrote them down. She happily thanks the chef and is ready to go upstairs to say something to Ji Zhengting.

Since her illness, Ji Zhengting has not been as cold as before. These two days, on the contrary, they get along very well.

Maybe Ji Ling and his stepmother made her sick, so he wanted to make up for it!

When the chef turned around and left the kitchen, he saw Ji Zhengting leaning at the door. He was a little surprised. He was about to say hello and was stopped by Ji Zhengting. Then he waved to him to go down.

Song Qingcheng cleaned up all the ingredients and the table, so as not to trouble the servants later.

Clean up, she washed her hands clean, looked at the clean shiny table, she nodded with satisfaction.

Turning around, a tall figure suddenly bumped into the eye.

Ji Zhengting leaned against the kitchen door. He was already in high spirits, but he looked a bit lazy. In particular, his thin lips outlined a slight arc, and his smiling eyes were deep and mysterious.

Song Qingcheng was stunned for a moment. It seemed that he had been here for a while.

"You What are you doing here? " Song Qingcheng stammered a little inexplicably. He's not here to see if she's stealing from their kitchen, is he?

No, he shouldn't be so mean. Of course, I would never do that kind of humiliating thing.

"Are you going to cook for me yourself?"

“……” Did not find that this person is quite cheeky, "sorry Mr. Ji, you think too much."

Ji Zhengting's face turned black.

The woman can't even say a good word. Even if she said yes, would he really want her to do it for him?

But If she wants to, he would like to try her cooking.

Song Qingcheng see his face is not very good, but not good, she also want to take the opportunity to say to him, "this weekend, I want to go home."

"So, those dishes were going to be taken home?" Ji Zhengting glanced at the dishes on the table.

Song Qingcheng immediately took it seriously. "I bought it at the vegetable market early in the morning with my own money. I took your free ride. I can give it to you if you want the fare, but I have to explain that these dishes are definitely my own money."

She has to make it clear.

Ji Zhengting doesn't dislike her poor family. She doesn't know. But Ji's mother and Ji Ling didn't look up to her family from the beginning. That's why it's about money. She has to make it clear.

Ji Zhengting's face is black again.

Who wants to ask her what food money, just think that the food is prepared for him.

As a result, it is obvious that her words are confirmed. He thinks too much.

"I'm free today, too. Is it time to take me to see your family?" Ji Zhengting suddenly has this kind of bold idea.

Song Qingcheng was stunned.

Face gradually cool down, Ji Zhengting see in the eyes, some regret their words just now, should not be in their relationship a little bit ease when mention this kind of thing.

"Scared?" Ji Zhengting asked himself, "I'm just kidding you."

He reached out and rubbed her head, then turned to the table and sat down for breakfast.

Song Qingcheng took a look at him, and his heart relaxed a little. She never thought of taking him back to see her parents, or that he would make such a request.

In her mind, they were always just contractual.

The reason why he put forward the request just now may be just talking about it, but whether it's true or not, she knows that their relationship has gone beyond the contractual relationship these days, so she should keep the original distance between them.

"I'm going to see if there's any suitable job in the afternoon, so I may come back later." At dinner, song Qingcheng took the initiative to talk to him again.

She said that for two reasons. One point is that she really wants to look for a job. The second point is that she wants to look for a job in the afternoon, so it's not convenient to take him back.

As for whether he can understand, it depends on himself.

"What are you looking for?" Ji Zhengting seems to just ask casually.

"A lucrative job." Song Qingcheng is very direct.

“……” Ji Zhengting choked, "don't you have any hobbies?""What do you mean?" Song Qingcheng looks at him in bewilderment.

"For example, learn to draw, or go to the dessert shop to learn a craft or something." It's better for a girl to be skilled than to work.

When it comes to hobbies, song Qingcheng laughs like an innocent child, "I like arranging flowers when I was a child. There are many mountains in our country, and there are all kinds of flowers on the mountains. At that time, I used to go up to the mountains to pick many flowers, and then I planted them everywhere in my home. I was often ridiculed as a flower maniac by my classmates. "

Think of that childhood, song Qingcheng face in addition to pure smile, eyes are clean, pure.

Ji Zhengting looked at her, slightly stunned. Every day in the face of those disguised faces, suddenly see a sincere and pure smile, suddenly feel that the world is not absolutely cruel, reality.

At least, there was such an innocent girl beside him. And I'm married to myself.

"I can't see you're still a flower gatherer." Ji Zhengting came back and gave her a word.

His tone is not serious, but there is no sense of joke, so people can't tell what kind of mood he said this sentence.

“……” Song Qingcheng flat mouth, only think he said this sentence is not good intentions.

What's wrong with her? She told him so much!

After having breakfast, song Qingcheng took his own vegetables and prepared to go home. At the door, uncle Liang offered to see her off, but he was politely refused.

Because there is a bus to her house on the road nearest to Ji's house. Although it's a little far away, it's very convenient.

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