"Well Maybe this kitchen is born with me. It's just a little hurt. You're going to eat. It's not good if it's cold. " Ji Qianchen retracts his finger and urges him to say.
In fact, she didn't taste it, so she wanted to get some praise from lingxiaohan's mouth.
"Next time you're not allowed to go into the kitchen, I'll tell the kitchen to make these dishes later." Ling Xiaohan picks up chopsticks and can't help but warn her before eating.
Every time she gets hurt, it hurts on her body, it hurts on his heart as well.
"I'm not going to be a good wife and mother. I'm just bored and playing today. Would you like to eat? It's very urgent. "
"You can eat while playing?" Looking at the food in the incubator, he hesitated again.
"Do you want to eat? I brought a kitchen knife. If you don't eat it, I will chop you. "
"Ah, where's the knife?" I was amused by her cunning and cruel appearance.
Ling Xiao's cold clouds are disappearing at the fastest speed.
Ji Qianchen's hands encircled his chest, and he turned his head proudly
“…… That's good. " Otherwise she might be guilty of murdering her husband.
He died and was OK. He couldn't bear to leave her in prison for the rest of his life.
Finish saying, Ling Xiaohan uses chopsticks to clip a dish into his mouth.
A fresh and salty monster stimulates his taste buds, bursting with a strong sense of vomiting.
Ji Qianchen stares at his thin, one-piece, crimson lips full of expectation. "How about the taste?"
Ling Xiao swallowed the dark food calmly and tasted the same as Jue wax
"I knew it was delicious. Come on, eat more. How about I cook for you often later?" Ji Qianchen was recognized by Ling Xiaohan, and she had confidence in him. At the same time, she tried hard to bring him food, and at the same time, she jumped at his proposal.
"You are not allowed to enter the kitchen again, as I said just now."
"How can you strangle my dream of being a cook in the cradle? Next time I will pay more attention and never get hurt."
Ji Qianchen winked at him and sold him a cute girl.
"That's not good either." Ling Xiaohan's voice is cool and extraordinary, showing irresistible domineering majesty.
In order for him to live longer, the dream of dark cooking must be quickly cut off by him in the cradle.
"If you don't enter, you won't enter. Whoever is willing to enter, take your time and I'll go back." Ji Qianchen picks up the bag on the sofa and gets up.
"There's a cocktail party in the evening. I'll go back to pick you up."
"Oh, yes."
Ji Qianchen nodded and opened the door and went out.
When Ji Qianchen left, Ling Xiaohan immediately left his chopsticks and went to the bathroom to vomit.
Sitting back in the office, Ling Xiaohan calls rob in.
"President, what can I do for you?"
"The open-air party held by Gu tonight, I will attend it." Ling Xiaohan leans on the swivel chair and tells rob lazily.
Rob froze for a moment, frowned and asked, "young master, don't you like this kind of party the least? And Gu's side has always wanted to take the opportunity to get close to you, and want to get a piece of the entertainment city project... "
Ling Xiao raised his eyes and snorted, his eyes were deep and long. "Go ahead, I'll make my own arrangements."
"Yes, president."
It's over six in the evening.
Twilight, the afterglow of the setting sun accompanied by a proud Maybach rushed into Ling's villa.
The moment of running into the main hall.
Ji Qianchen, who came down the stairs, was wearing a lavender long dress with a curly hair, leaving a playful strand, which fell on the white and delicate neck. He wore light makeup on his face and coral red on his lips.
Stepping on a pair of ten centimeter high heels, like the spirits coming down to the earth, you can see Ling Xiaohan's eyes.