Su Ling had to get on his car with little crisp sugar. When she got home, she thanked him again. Su Ling took little crisp sugar by the hand, bought vegetables and went home together.

When she opened the door, Su Ling found that there was someone at home!

She was so frightened that she protected the little pastry behind her that she found Mingrui standing in the kitchen. He scraped his white shirt, rolled up his sleeves and appeared at the kitchen door.

This is completely inconsistent with his personal design, which always looks noble and noble!

In Su Ling's mind, he is the kind of man who doesn't eat human fireworks at all. He even cooks!

She immediately came forward and said, "I'll come, let me come."

"No, wash your hands and have dinner right away." His voice was light and pleasant. Even if he came out of the smoke, he was too expensive to connect him with the kitchen.

Su Ling was still stunned. He looked like he was used to the kitchen.

But it's impossible. Not to mention the proud son of heaven like him. Few of the people Su Ling used to contact who played the male main part were just boys who were a little famous in the entertainment industry and could cook.

Little crisp sugar was very happy. He took the initiative to wash his hands first and said with a happy smile: "Mingrui, you really cooked your own food? That's great! "

Mingrui patted her head: "take chopsticks and eat more."

Su Ling then recovered from his stupidity and said, "so you can cook. I really didn't expect... "

"There are many things you didn't think of." Mingrui said, "let's have dinner."

Su Ling passed by with fragrant white rice. The dishes on the table were full of color and flavor, which made people very hungry.

It's hard to imagine that he did it.

Su Ling looked up at his fingers again. His hands were clean, bony, slender and full of strength. It was just the hand holding the pen. Where can you imagine that he could cook?

"Why, I have something in my hand?" Mingrui picks his eyebrows.

"No, No." Su Ling bowed her head to eat. What she didn't expect was that Mingrui would really cook for her

"The founder and chef of Lin Ruixuan is my mother. I can cook. Isn't it strange?"

Su Ling looked up again, "it turns out that Aunt Lin Mo Tong is the one. No wonder... "

After Lin Mo Tong founded Lin Ruixuan before, this brand later became a food chain, not only making restaurants, but also creating a series of brand food, which is very famous.

But later Lin Mo Tong was far behind the scenes.

After all, the cold tomorrow night is the person who wants to run for president, and many of her affairs are left to the people in the company.

"How about shooting?" Mingrui asks.

"Fortunately, many of the director's ideas are very good. Our shooting is going well. Although I have no money and have to do everything by myself, I have a lot of fun. " Su Ling was a little elated when she said about the shooting.

"The script is good. Although the partners are young and many people have no experience, it seems good to overcome difficulties together."

After all, real shooting without capital interference is rare in the whole market.

Mingrui's laughter was shallow: "that's good."

Seeing his smile, Su Ling also smiled. The estrangement between the two seemed to dissipate suddenly.

The little crisp candy laughed with them.

Su Ling reached out and touched Xiaosu sugar's hair, smiled and said, "eat."