Ji Shanglin rarely did not dislike her, "dinner."

Nanxi smell speech raised his head, with his hand to wipe the mouth of slag son, eyes stare big, "well done?"

She said that the person had jumped up from the sofa, still holding a snack bag in her hand, and walked to the kitchen in slippers ha-ha!

The kitchen is in a mess. It's like a battle field.

Nanxi mocked in his heart, this man is not perfect, he can't even cook!

Looking at the plate is still a model of ribs and perch, Nanxi's stomach called again.

She quickly put the snacks on the porcelain table, flurried the food out, and asked Xiao Yi to come for dinner.

Ji Shanglin was in a good mood. He deliberately opened a bottle of valuable red wine, poured a glass for himself and another for Nanxi.

However, before the goblet came down, a piece of sweet and sour ribs came down from the sky and hit Ji Shanglin's clean shirt.

His old face turned black immediately.

Nanxi just wanted to find water to drink, but he didn't care about his expression. He twisted his little face and stretched out his tongue, and his little hand was always stirring his mouth,

"water! Water! Water

He snatched the red wine in front of Ji Shanglin, raised his head and drank a whole cup.

"Hoo -"

she took a long breath, looked at Ji Shanglin and asked directly, "brother, have you killed the sugar seller?! You think sugar is free! "

Ji Shanglin's face was very ugly. He frowned, picked up a piece of spareribs, tasted it, and immediately vomited it out.

It's so sweet!

He had another piece of perch Too salty!

Finally, he tasted all the dishes he cooked tonight, either too sweet, or too salty, or too greasy, or too spicy, or Too sour!

All in all, three words: can't eat!

This result was expected. Although Nanxi was very hungry, she was not angry, especially when she saw a man's gloomy and unpredictable expression.

Sitting at the dining table, I watched Ji Shanglin pour the dishes he cooked into the garbage can

Although she felt pity, she didn't stop her. After all It's too much to eat. It's too challenging for the taste buds.

"That Why don't I go and cook a bowl of noodles? "

Nanxi knew that he was in a bad mood. He had been busy for such a long time, and he had no credit for it.

Looking at Ji Shanglin's silence, she asked little Rourou, "Rou Rou, Ma Ma, can I cook noodles for you?"

She can only make noodles!

Although Ji Jingyi is young, he can observe his words and deeds and nod silently.

Nanxi naturally didn't dare to ask Ji Shanglin to wash the dishes. After half an hour in the restaurant, she began to make noodles, tomato and egg noodles. She still can!

First of all, the tomato and onion, ginger and garlic were fried in the pot, then the water was put to boil the juice, almost at the bottom, a few fresh vegetables were put, and finally three poached eggs were beaten.

Turn off the fire and it's done!

Before, she didn't think how delicious it was to make this egg noodle. Today, I'll see that she has a super appetite.

Bright red tomato juice, white poached eggs, green vegetables How to look, how to look good.

Put the noodles into bowls, one poached egg in each bowl.

She took Ji Shanglin's bowl out first, and saw that there was no sign of him in the living room, so she put it directly on the dining table.

Turning back to the kitchen, he took out his own and Ji Jingyi's and asked Ji Jingyi, "meat, how about pulling it?"

"Upstairs!"

Nanxi raised his eyelids to the second floor and said to the little guy, "I'll ask Baba to eat. The noodles are too hot. You can eat later."

"Well, well!"

Nanxi unties his apron and goes upstairs. He finds Ji Shanglin in his study. He is smoking at his desk. His computer is on, but the screen is black. He doesn't know what he is looking at.

But a look at the expression will know that the mood is very bad.

In fact, when he was in a bad mood, Nanxi didn't want to talk to him more, but he went over and said, "Hey, I made tomato and egg noodles, come down and have a bowl of it?"

"No A man has a bad voice.

Nanxi thought for a while and advised him,

"I have said for a long time that it's good to look at and difficult to cook, but you don't believe it. Let sister Liu do it in the future. It's a pity that your beautiful hands are cooking. "

Ji Shanglin frowned and looked at her. The ash fell on the floor and he didn't care. It took him a long time to spit out two words,

"go out!"

Nanxi smell speech immediately not happy, grandma, he can't cook, also blame others?!

If you go out, you'll be hungry all the time!

Nanxi didn't bear it with him. He turned and walked away. He didn't forget to slam the door with a bang.

Ji Shanglin's face was even more ugly. The Sichuan character between his eyebrows was arched and his face was full of boredom.

He's not angry because he can't cook and no one is perfect. He never deliberately hides his shortcomings. Besides, for him, not knowing how to cook is not a shortcoming.He was so angry that he didn't know what happened to him!

Just because Nanxi had a bad appetite for Su Ze's hand-made food at Su Ze's house, he was so jealous that he had to come back to cook it for her!

It is clear that this woman has nothing to do with herself. Why do you care so much about her? Still care so much?!

For a successful man, the most important thing is to learn to manage his emotions, once out of control, there will be an accident.

These years, because he can control his emotions, so he can be impeccable, standing high at the top of the pyramid.

I didn't expect to fall on a little woman!

Ji Shanglin knows that he can't like Nanxi. After all, she has Gu Lianqing in her heart. Even for her son, he can't fall in love with a woman who doesn't love him at all!

He can marry her without caring, but he can't fall in love with her!

……

"Ma Ma, don't you want to eat it?"

"Well, he said he was not hungry. Don't worry about meat. Baba is an adult. We have food and drink at home. We can't keep him hungry. Is the noodles made by hemp delicious?"

"Good, eat!"

Ji Jing said with chopsticks group a big lump of noodles into his mouth, cheek help support of drum.

Nanxi touched his hair with a smile, "eat slowly, don't worry."

After dinner, Nanxi tidies up the dishes and chopsticks. When she comes out from the kitchen, Ji Jingyi has already fallen asleep on the sofa. The little guy's life is very regular. He will go to bed at the appointed time.

Nanxi went to the bathroom and brought out a basin of warm water. He took a wet towel and simply scrubbed it for him. Then he took the little guy to the second floor.

When she came to the door of the study, she deliberately took a look. She couldn't see the light inside, and she didn't know what Ji Shanglin was doing inside.

Also lazy tube, holding a small meat back to the bedroom to sleep.

In the middle of the night, Nanxi was woken up by a flash of lightning. As soon as he opened his eyes, it was a dull thunder It's pouring down!

Nanxi rubbed his eyes and put out his hand to turn on the bedside lamp. He was relieved to see that the little guy didn't wake up.

Looking at the other side again, I didn't see Ji Shanglin's shadow. She yawned and got up. As soon as she was ready to open the quilt and get out of bed, the door of her bedroom was pushed open.

Tall figure appeared in the bedroom door, if you do not know is Ji Shanglin, Nanxi cliff can be scared to death.

"That You haven't been sleeping? "

Ji Shanglin didn't answer. He went to the bed and looked at Ji Jingyi first. His son was afraid of thunder and rain at night. He knew that.

He opened the quilt and went to bed, took off his clothes, lay down on his side, put Ji Jing in his arms, closed his eyes and began to sleep without looking at Nanxi.

Nanxi, who is it? Don't even talk!

I didn't provoke him! What a nuisance.

Lie down again, wrap up the quilt, leave Ji Shanglin a back and go to sleep