Feng Qiaoqiao pursed his lips slightly: "Mom, my business is not urgent. You treat me first... I don't understand him. You're giving me some time to get along."

Just now she also heard the conversation between Huo Feng and the colleague. Listening to that meaning, Huo Feng still owed him more than 100000 yuan, and she was poor and couldn't even eat well

If so, she and Huo Feng obviously have no future together.

She is not a 17-year-old girl anymore. She can't live with people just by looking at her appearance.

Life has forced her to look at the conditions first. In the stage of looking at her appearance, she can only be realistic.

Feng Ju naturally didn't know what she was thinking, but she also felt that what she said was right, so she nodded her head: "OK."

……

After Qiao an changed a picture, he sent it to Yan Qiaoyu. It was almost six o'clock. There was a complex smell in the kitchen.

Joanne stretched out and walked over. Through a door, she saw the smoke in the kitchen. Shen Anning was cooking rice with an apron and a pot cover. Every move was very interesting.

Joanne smiled and pushed the door in. The spicy smell came to her face and made her cough several times.

"Sister, I'm almost done..."

Joanne went over and took a look. There was leftover rice for lunch, eggs, peppers, cucumbers, shrimps and so on

It looks like I'm making fried rice with eggs.

But

"Why is it spicy?"

"I'm surprised, too." Shen Anning looked surprised: "the egg fried rice I ate before was not spicy. I operated according to the chef's formula."

Joanne looked at the sharp pepper on the chopping board next to her: "so you use this kind of pepper?"

"Yes!" Shen Anning was quite strange: "I don't know if I bought it wrong. The color is also wrong. There are no yellow and red... They are all green."

Joanne: "... Nonsense, you bought pepper, not colored pepper."

Shen Anning: "ah?"

Joanne gave her a thumbs up: "come on!"

Shen Anning looked excited: "OK!"

Ten minutes later, the egg fried rice was on the table. Joan had cut some diced vegetables and ham. She was spreading them on the bread, then sprinkled a layer of broken cheese and put them into the oven.

Shen Anning came back to see her orderly movements, with a look of admiration: "what's delicious?"

"Mini Pizza." Joanne road.

Shen Anning smiled: "I guess I can't finish it. I made a lot of fried rice with eggs!"

Joanne looked at her and smiled, "I think these four little pizzas may not be enough..."

Sure enough, as Joan expected, Shen Anning choked on a mouthful of egg fried rice and poured a cup of warm water.

"It's too hot!"

Joanne also tasted carefully: "... How much pepper did you put?"

"Just..." Shen Anning thought for a moment: "a few."

Joan sniffed: "well, fortunately today. If you bring this dish to the table tomorrow, I'm afraid we'll have to order takeout together."

Shen Anning was very tangled: "what can I do... I think I can't do it tomorrow..."

Joanne propped her chin and looked at her: "isn't there foreign aid?"

Shen Anning's eyes lit up: "you?"

"What kind of foreign aid am I..."

"What is that?"

"Dr. Qin." Joan shrugged slightly: "I'll take care of Yining then. You and Dr. Qin are responsible for cooking. How about it?"

Shen Anning thought for a moment and looked excited: "good idea, elder sister, why didn't I find you so talented in love! Your skill is absolutely a master novel routine!"

Joanne: "