"You're lucky." There was no test. It wasn't fair. He remembered that when he brought his girlfriend back, it took a long time to investigate.
"I think so too." Not only shameful, but thick-skinned.
Zhang Yulan and the others came back to see the two of them getting along harmoniously again.
Qi Jun took the initiative to rush over to cook. It shocked Zhang Yulan, he did not look like someone who was unwilling to enter the kitchen.
"Mom, let him go."
"You go help too." Pushing the person inside, did not allow Su Gu to reject at all.
Her son's boyfriend was pretty good, but when they fought, he looked good. His knife skills were even better than hers. He took a few glances at the door, feeling both satisfied and guilty at the same time.
Qi Jun had displayed a skill at noon today, and after eating it, Zhang Yulan would want to ask him for advice so that he could take him as his master. With such excellent culinary skills, it would be a pity if he didn't open a restaurant.
He was full of praise for his culinary skills. Your son sure is blessed to have met such a good person and should marry as soon as possible. And there's a man washing your hands and cooking broth for you.
Qi Jun had always been very humble, and still needed some time to improve. When Zhang Yulan and the others heard this, they felt that his score was better than theirs. Zhang Xuan was relieved to have his son in his care.
Su Gu twitched his mouth when he saw that his mother's smile was almost gone. It's really too exaggerated. What's so good about cooking? What's the big deal? To be modest, this person was the most narcissistic. You must be intentionally trying to show off in front of your elders.
"You have to learn from him."
Su Gu was called out and whispered to himself, not wanting to learn it at all.
"What did you say?"
"No, I like it. Just let him cook every day for the next two days." Su Gu said.
"Kid, make him do it every day. Learn from him every day."
"..."
"You can sleep in the same room as Xiao Gu tonight. I'll bring you a bed and quilt later. Don't stay cold." Zhang Yulan did not clean up the guest room.
"Mom, doesn't our family have a room? Why did you let him sleep in the same room as me? " Su Gu rejected her offer. How could Mom do this?
"That bed is broken. The foot of the bed is broken."
Su Gu didn't believe it. If his mother didn't want to clean up, he would go.
"Where are you going?" When I say bad, I mean bad, and there are no more mattresses to hit the floor. What's wrong with one room. " After cutting off his retreat, it was happily decided.
Mom, you don't even know how to tell a lie. You don't even blink. How could there be such a coincidence?
"And the sofa." Su Gu pointed to the sofa that he could sleep on.
"What does a tall man look like when he sleeps on a couch? Your dad and I watch TV every night and we see it at 11 o'clock. How do you expect him to sleep?"
Mom, you've made up your mind. Are you not afraid that your son will be eaten up by someone and sold out? Su Gu wanted to cry but he had no tears.
"What are you still doing over there? Come in." Su Gu was so angry that when he returned to his room, he was about to close the door. Then, he unwillingly said to someone as he looked into his mother's eyes.
"I don't care how you sleep, but you can't touch me." Su Gu had to tell him first.
When he thought that the two of them would sleep together and would be unable to avoid some contact, he had an inexplicable feeling about it. It was so subtle that he couldn't control himself and wanted to imagine what kind of nonsense it would be.
"I'm telling you, you're not allowed to mess around in my house."
"Oh, then we can go back later."