Chapter 4797

Jiang Chengyang walked ahead and said to Anning as he walked, "it's getting late. Can we go after dinner?"

Anning Oh, she whispered. She looked very clever.

Jiang Chengyang lives in an old small high-rise building with five floors. In front of each family, there is a big wooden table with pots and pans.

Most of the corridor was occupied by wooden tables, and people could only walk sideways.

Jiang Chengyang's family lives in the innermost part of the corridor. When Jiang Chengyang opens the door, Anning is so crowded that sweat comes out of his forehead.

Jiang Chengyang's home is very small, only more than 50 square meters, but it has been divided into two bedrooms and a bathroom.

The furniture inside is very old, but it is clean. The sofa is covered with a layer of blanket. It looks fluffy and very warm.

The old community has no heating and poor sealing. The temperature inside and outside the house is the same.

Just now when I walked over, I was covered with sweat and cold air, which instantly infiltrated the whole body. The cold air drilled into the body along the pores, and the peace shook uncontrollably.

Looking at Anning's white cheeks, Jiang Chengyang turned and took out a blanket from the house and threw it to Anning.

Anning never thought it would be so cold in the room. She was frozen for a while. She took the blanket and wrapped herself into a ball.

Thinking of Jiang Chengyang's question about whether he was wearing Leggings just now, Anning couldn't help muttering, "I'm really wearing leggings."

I just didn't expect it to be so cold at jiangchengyang's house.

Because of the cold, the little girl's cheeks are red, and her nose is very much like a snowman's small nose made of carrots. With her eyes full of tears because it is too cold, she looks like a wet little animal, poor.

Jiang Chengyang's heart softened unconsciously.

Jiang Chengyang smiled: "I know, there is no heating in my house. It's too cold. I'll do what I want to eat."

Anning also wanted to explain. Suddenly she heard Jiang Chengyang ask what to eat, and was immediately transferred.

Because of his surprised eyes, he was shocked and said, "can you cook?"

"Poor family, versatile." Jiang Chengyang made a rare joke, turned and opened the refrigerator and began to discuss the dishes with Anning for a while.

Anning was not very selective about what to eat. No matter what Jiang Chengyang said, Jiang Chengyang decided to order two dishes.

A sweet and sour spare ribs, a steamed fish, a cold cucumber, and a ball soup.

Anning didn't expect Jiang Chengyang to cook. She wrapped herself in a blanket and stood at the door watching Jiang Chengyang cook.

Jiang Chengyang gave birth to a beautiful face, which looks like an immortal who doesn't eat fireworks, but he is surprisingly skilled with a kitchen knife, especially the actions of frying and cooking, which are full of fireworks, because this face has a trace of Fairy Spirit.

With the rise of fireworks, the sweet smell of sweet and sour ribs floated on his nose. Anning shrugged his nose and praised sincerely: "it's really fragrant."

Jiang Chengyang was chopping the meat stuffing to make balls. When he heard Anning's words, he happened to hit Anning's bright eyes.

The tranquil and delicate chin was raised slightly, and the wings of his nose were gently fanned. He looked like he was enjoying it, as if he did not cook simple food, but delicacies.

Jiang Chengyang smiled, and there was a bit of youth's clearness between his eyebrows and eyes.

The meat stuffing for the meatballs is chopped, and the sweet and sour ribs are almost ready. Jiang Chengyang opens the fire to collect the juice, while Anning stands by and watches.

Sure enough, good-looking people are particularly pleasing to the eye no matter what they do. They bring their own filters when making dishes.

Anning leaned against the door frame and stared at Jiang Chengyang, thinking that no wonder the original owner liked Jiang Chengyang at the first sight. Who doesn't like such a good man.

Jiang Chengyang put the juice of the ribs on the plate, buttoned it with a bowl to keep warm, and handed it to Anning: "put it on the table."

Anning took the plate and just put it down, she heard a loud voice: "Xiao Yang, that girl was your girlfriend just now."

Anning's movements froze, and then he heard Jiang Chengyang say, "it's my classmate."

The other side echoed with deep meaning: "Oh, I understand, classmate."

Anning: "

Anning stood in the room for a while. When there was no sound outside, he opened the door curtain. He saw Jiang Chengyang put the fish into the steamer, leaned out his head and whispered, "do you want me to help explain?"

"Explain what?" Jiang Chengyang picked the tip of his eyebrows. He looked cool and thin. Because this eyebrow picking action was a little more uninhibited, he asked Anning: "explain that you are not my girlfriend, but a classmate who specially came to send me special products?"

Obviously, the normal address of his classmates was said by Jiang Chengyang in such a vague tone, which seemed very ambiguous.

This explanation, how to listen, how ambiguous, it's better not to explain.

Quiet moment shut up.

Jiang Chengyang poured water into the pot and began to make ball soup.

Anning can't do it, just stand by and watch quietly.

Mingming's eyes were light and floating without any weight, but Jiang Chengyang could feel that his peaceful eyes stopped on his side face, like a feather, gently across his cheek, bringing a burst of numbness.

Jiang Chengyang looked at Anning. Anning blinked, looking innocent.

"What do you think I do?"

Anning: "

"Of course it depends on you." The aunt who had just entered the house appeared again, with a round face and round eyes. The whole person looked like a dumpling, especially happy.

The aunt leaned out half of her body, looked at peace, and couldn't help breathing: "what a handsome girl."

Annie's face turned red in an instant. Before Annie was shy, she heard her aunt say, "but our Xiaoyang is not bad."

Jiang Chengyang: "

Aunt is not only old, but also very talkative. Although she doesn't know Anning, she can hold Anning for a long time. Finally, Jiang Chengyang refused to eat again and the food will be cold before taking Anning back from aunt's hand.

After arriving at the house, Anning patted her chest with lingering fear, and couldn't help muttering: "it's terrible."

I feel that my aunt has social compulsion. It is clear that they have never known each other, but she can be the same as they have known each other for a long time and pull her from the south of the world to the north of the sea.

Jiang Chengyang scooped a bowl of soup and handed it to Anning.

Anning took a sip of soup and his eyes were cold. He was surprised and said, "it's delicious ~"

Anning pursed her lips and squeezed out two small pear vortices. Tongjiang Chengyang said, "Jiang Chengyang, why are you so interested? You study so well and cook so delicious. You don't know which little girl will be cheaper in the future."

Anning thought in her heart and said it. After that, she thought of Jiang Chengyang's usual disregard for everyone in the class, and the last time the school flower looked for Jiang Chengyang, Jiang Chengyang replied with an expressionless "don't know", the ugly expression on the school flower's face couldn't help laughing.

Such a straight man is not an orphan, it's almost the same.