Chapter 1119

Cold made a potato sirloin, a mushroom soup, steamed king crab, and two current vegetables.

Set the plate, she satisfied with the hook lip angle.

Just after doing all this, the sound of the car engine came from the door.

As soon as lengbing's eyes brightened, he quickly took off his apron and ran towards the door.

Yu mochuan and Jiang Qing get out of the car one after another. Jiang Qing is talking to Yu mochuan. Yu mochuan stops and smiles at her.

The setting sun is behind their back, and the golden light casts a beautiful silhouette. Handsome men and beautiful women look at each other and smile. The scene is unspeakable harmony.

The smile on the cold face gradually solidified, and the fingers holding the door frame tightened.

The language Mo Chuan turns a head, one eye discovers her, the eyes one joy, hurriedly step forward, "so cold how don't enter a house?"? How to do with a cold? "

Cold pure small face squeeze out a smile, a smile, "I stand at the door waiting for you ah!"

Waiting for you

Yumochuan's heart suddenly stagnated, and then accelerated.

These days, he is flattered by his cold performance.

Does her being able to wait for him to come back mean that she is trying to get close to herself and try to like him?

"Don't wait for me at the door next time!"

Yumochuan's heart is soft and in a mess. Take her hand.

Her hands were cold, and he warmed them painfully. He pretended to blame them and said, "why don't you wear more clothes when your hands are so cold?"

Coldly listened to these words, some small happy, and some small bitter.

This man is as gentle as jade at any time. He can't pick out any mistakes and is perfect.

But this perfect, in the end contains a bit of sincerity?

She forced out a smile on her face and nodded cleverly, "good!"

Behind him, Jiang Qing's fingers on his side are about to be pinched into his palm, and his cold eyes seem to be poisoned.

Entering the restaurant, looking at the four dishes and one soup on the table, yumochuan's eyes flashed and looked coldly.

Leng Bing suddenly felt guilty and lowered his head to eat.

"The chef changed today?" Jiang Qing looked at the four dishes and one soup on the table and asked in surprise.

Yujia's chef is a world-class chef. He not only tastes good, but also has bright colors and flavors. In front of him, these dishes seem to be made by ordinary people.

Yu Lao nodded his head and said with a smile: "Hmm! Today, the chef has been busy for a long time! Why don't you try it? "

The language Mo Chuan has hooked the lip Cape, "is should have a good taste!"

Confused, Jiang Qing asked, "is this chef special today?"

Yumochuan put a piece of beef brisket into his mouth and said, "well, it's special! It's delicious

Delicious?

Cold face a red, embarrassed to find a hole to drill in, he said is the beef brisket delicious or she delicious?

Asshole, you know how to tease her!

Language old two people's small taste in the eyes, end bowl did not speak.

Jiang Qing thought yumochuan said beef brisket was delicious, so he put a piece in his mouth and said, "I'll try it too..."

Before he finished, his face became a little strange. The next second, he vomited out the beef brisket.

"How salty

“……” Biting the head of chopsticks coldly, he looks embarrassed. "

as soon as yumochuan's face changed, he coldly told the servant behind him:" tell the cook to cook another meal for Miss Jiang Qing! "

His voice was a little cold. I don't know if it was her illusion. She felt that the atmosphere in the room was condensing.

When Jiang Qing's face turned pale, why did he suddenly get angry?

I want to bury my face in the bowl.

Well, she's really not good at cooking.

Seeing that yumochuan put another piece of beef into his mouth, he quickly stopped and said, "don't eat it! It's salty

The language Mo Chuan looked at her one eye, the tone is calm, takes the light pet to drown, "does not matter, the taste is very good!"

Leng Bingbing can't help bending his lips.

“……”

If Jiang Qing doesn't know these dishes are cold, then she is stupid.

Her face turned white and she humiliated herself again.

……

After dinner, yumochuan got into his study and dealt with the documents.

Leng Bingbing and Yu Lao came back from a walk in the garden and found that the light of the study was still on and the door was not closed. She looked through the crack of the door.

I saw a tall man sitting in front of the desk, is buried in the processing of computer files.

He was wearing a pair of gold rimmed glasses, a little less fierce, a little more gentle.

His expression is attentive, his eyebrows sometimes stretch, sometimes frown, sometimes write something on the paper with a pen, sometimes knock on the computer keyboard.It is said that dedicated men are the most handsome, cold and crazy.

As the president of Yushi group, I look at the scenery. In fact, I work harder than ordinary people think.

Leng Bing suddenly felt a little distressed for this man.

After thinking about it, she turned quietly and came downstairs.

In the kitchen on the first floor, the light was on. He frowned coldly and doubtfully and walked over.

Jiang Qingli stands in front of the coffee machine, making coffee.

Xu is feeling someone behind him. Jiang Qing takes a look at the door and makes a sneer.

"Don't look at me like that. I'll make him coffee!"

Jiang Qing's words are obviously provocative.

Lengbing was very uncomfortable. She pinched her finger and said firmly, "Miss Jiang Qing, he is my husband. I don't want other women to get too close to my husband!"

"Oh Jiang Qingsi mocked and said, "when I met him, you didn't know where it was! How did you become the wife of this language? You know it in your heart

Leng Bingbing felt embarrassed, clenched her fist, pretended to be calm and said: "no matter what the reason is, we are the legal couple now!"

"Yes? Do you know what he likes? Do you know what he wants? What is a dream? "

“……”

Leng Bingbing is mute when Jiang Qing asks "do you know" for several consecutive times.

But it doesn't matter. She'll know later, will she?

Looking at Jiang Qing's eyes coldly, he said: "my husband, I will understand it slowly, so I don't need Miss Jiang Qing to worry about it!"

Leng Bingbing took out a glass in the disinfection cabinet and soaked a cup of warm milk.

When she did all this, Jiang Qing also made coffee.

Jiang Qing took a look at the milk on her plate, with a smile in her eyes. "How about we make a bet?"

I always feel that Jiang Qing's smile is not well intentioned, but She didn't want to give up.

"Bet on what?" She asked.

But Jiang Qing didn't smile and yelled to the servant at the door, "come here for a while!"