Chapter 214

She calmly finish saying, the twinkling of an eye saw Qiao Si Mu strange look, she a Leng ask: "why do you look at me so?"

Qiao Si Mu face stiff for a while, ha ha dry smile: "it's OK, I just think you suddenly say so very strange."

I didn't expect that such a little girl would be so mean to gossip behind her back. It seems that ally is really unpopular at ordinary times.

"What's so strange?" She thought about it, and felt as if there was nothing wrong with what she said. She shook her head, a strange Oriental.

But it doesn't matter. The most important thing hasn't been asked yet. She smilingly put the matter aside and asked, "Joe, to be honest with me, does Chris like you? I've been working here for more than a year, and I can count the number of times I see him smile with both hands."

Qiao Sima glared at her: "no such thing, maybe he is in a good mood today?" Then he glanced at her back: "Ellie, she's looking at us."

"Is it?" She didn't believe it very much, but she looked up and saw that Ellie was staring at them with a calm face, so she didn't dare to say any more and muttered that she was going to do her own business.

Joe simu was relieved, and finally put off the nagging and curious guy.

It seems that Ellie is not useless at all.

In the next few days, Jennie still did not give up to ask a few words, the results were vague to her past, Jennie helpless, had to give up.

It will soon be the weekend, and now she can leave work as early as other people. Although she is still treated coldly by Ellie from time to time, she has learned not to take her seriously. Anyway, she works honestly and conscientiously, and she can't find fault.

On this day, after work, she went to the nearest Asian supermarket to buy food materials, and then took a taxi home. Although she preferred to take a cheaper tram, she still gave up her mind when she looked at the big and small bags in her hand.

After arriving at home, it's still early to look at the time, so I slowly prepare the ingredients. I'll deal with the things that should be handled in advance, wash them first, and cut them. When everything is ready, I'll look at the time, cook the rice, and then leisurely turn on the computer to watch the news.

After a few news, I heard the doorbell ring. She blinked. She was quite punctual.

She got up to open the door and saw a man in a gray casual suit standing at the door, with a charming smile on his face and green eyes rippling, looking particularly charming.

She tried to suppress her heart beat and said with a smile, "please come in."

Chris walks in with a bottle of red wine in his hand and smiles. When he enters the room, he feels warm. Although there are still some pillows on the sofa, which looks a little messy, he has a special flavor of life, which is much more comfortable than his home like the model room.

The visitor was a guest. She was fascinated by him, but she didn't forget that she was the host. She bent down and took out a bottle of drink from the fridge: "I'm sorry, this is the only one in my family. Do you want to drink it?"

She prefers juice, so she keeps it at home.

"Yes," Chris said

As he spoke, he gently put the red wine on the table, and the smooth bottle soon attracted her eyes.

"This bottle seems very unusual." She looked at him carefully and gave him a smile: "thank you."

"You're welcome. No matter how precious it is, it's just a bottle of wine..." After he finished, he stopped for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it.

As if she didn't see his action, she put back the red wine in her hand and said, "I'll go to the kitchen to make dinner. If you're bored, you can go to see the books on the desk." Then she pointed to the desk she put aside, on which were the discount books she had picked up last week.

"Good." He watched her figure disappear in the kitchen, and got up to read the books on the desk. At a glance, he found that they were just boring professional books, which was a bit unexpected.

Among the women he met before, those women are either keen on dressing up or like to discuss the fashion of the season. It seems that the meaning of life lies in those gorgeous clothes, but this woman is totally different from them.

This gave him a very fresh feeling. He narrowed his eyes and thought about her beautiful face when she was concentrating on her work. Suddenly, his heart was slightly hot.

He put down his book and turned to look at the kitchen, where there was already a strange and rich fragrance.

He had eaten Chinese food before, and some senior chefs cooked it specially, but he just thought it tasted ordinary, but now he smelled it, but he thought it was totally different from before, and it was very attractive.

He couldn't help walking in and standing quietly beside Qiao simu, who was busy cooking, suddenly asked, "what are you doing now?"

She had no idea that there was someone behind her. She was startled when she opened her mouth. She turned to look at him and patted her chest: "it scared me to death. This is sweet and sour tenderloin. It tastes sweet and sour. I think you should like it."

This kind of sweet and sour dishes seems to be very popular with foreigners, and it's also very easy to make, so when she thinks about today's dishes, she is the first to think about it.In the other two courses, she also wanted to focus on their taste as much as possible.

"It smells delicious." Sure enough, food is everywhere. At this time, even Chris, who has always been very steady, can't help his eyes shining. His green eyes are just like good emeralds.

She did not dare to look at it again after looking at it carelessly. His eyes are poisonous and will sink in after a long time.

When the four dishes and one soup were on the table, Chris was really interested in the sweet and sour tenderloin, and he didn't even care to drink a few mouthfuls of red wine.

But in Qiao simu's eyes, eating Chinese food with red wine is also a bit weird.

Finally, when he ate all the dishes in the end, he just had to lick the plate. No, it was cleaner than the plate he licked. She was stunned. Can foreigners eat like this?

After Chris finished eating, he gracefully wiped his mouth with a tissue. As soon as he looked up and saw her shocked eyes, he blushed and said, "the Chinese food you cooked is so delicious, much better than the Chinese food in many Chinese cities."

She nodded numbly. In fact, her craftsmanship was much worse than that of the chef. But I don't know why. In the past, Jinyuan also liked her cooking, but later, he was afraid that she would be tired and would not let her cook.

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