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After eating the chicken, Zhang Wen Si felt that the taste was really good and secretly touched the purple sand pot to flip a few chopsticks. He tore off a few lumps of meat that were not very obvious, dipped them in seafood sauce, dried mother, sesame oil, and garlic juice, and started enjoying them heartily.

Actually, from the various dips she had to avoid eating the chicken, it could be seen why she loved to eat and was so picky about the restaurant outside.

Zhang Wen Si's taste was quite strange. How could a normal restaurant satisfy her?

However, she herself was unable to make out that kind of delicacy. He could only rub against his mother, sesame seeds, and his mistress's cooking skills.

"Sigh, I was once a rising star in the chefs' world!" Zhang Wen Si did not shut her mouth while eating. When she thought of her matching method, she felt that she was not that far away from being a Master Chef. It was a pity that his combat ability was too weak, so the results of his practice were quite strange.

In reality, no matter how one looked at it, there were just too many wonderful ideas, but the result was always the big brother in the dark food business. This was the Zhang Ye who loved to eat, but also liked to eat harshly.

Zhang Wensi continued to work in the kitchen on "a hundred dips for chicken." Wen Zhizhi accompanied Wen Ziyu, Xiaomei was drying things, and the nanny was on her way back from the supermarket. Everyone was looking at their own things, but no one knew what kind of "frightening" attempts Zhang Wen Si had made.

By the time the nanny came home, Zhang Wensi was already dead. Anson was sitting in the living room watching TV.

"Miss Zhang is truly a wonderful person." The nanny saw Zhang Wen Si was now leaning lazily on the sofa with her arms crossed. She thought Zhang Wen Si could move but she was a girl with a good character.

But only the pots and pans in the kitchen know our Miss Zhang's true face.

Dinner, as usual, was served by Wenzhi, because the gluttonous "godmother" had already ordered Wenzhi.

After eating her fill, Wen Ziyu was about to fall asleep with her eyes narrowed. Her small head drooped like a child fishing. I don't know how cute it is.

Little Mei quickly brought her back to her room to rest.

Thus, his mother's cooking skills and little darling didn't even smell it.

Meng Qingyang called early to say that he would not be home for a long time, so he left some food for the night.

What a joke! Zhang Wensi wasn't the only one who wanted to eat Zhizhi. Even Meng Qingyang, who spent most of his time with her, couldn't wait to have the three meals a day taken care of by Wen Zhizhi.

"Zhizhi, I met our high school beauty two days ago!" Zhang Wen Si was watching the National School Beauty Selection on the television in the living room. She suddenly thought of this.

"Ah?" Are you talking about that XXX from the same generation as us? " Wen Zhizhi captured Zhang Wen Si's words amidst the racket.

"Right, right!" It's her! "Guess what she's doing now!" Zhang Wen Si knew that she couldn't hear it clearly, so she quickly sat down near the kitchen door and started gossiping enthusiastically.

"She seems to be a well-known anchorwoman of that very popular video website. Her annual revenue from the internet circulation is quite a few million." And ah! If I hadn't received her personal information and seen her using her name, birthplace, and studying experience, I wouldn't even know that she was the school beauty of the previous high school! "

"Ah?" Does it mean that it has changed a lot? " Wen Zhizhi had just finished cooking a plate of vegetables. When she was washing the wok, she immediately came out to ask Zhang Wen Si out of curiosity.

"Sis!" "You go in first and look at the pot. I'll explain it to you slowly." Zhang Wensi saw that Wen Zhizhi did not even bother to eat in the kitchen, came out to listen to gossip, and whined to urge her to go back.

"Alright, alright, alright, speak louder. I'll continue cooking for you." There was only one thing after another. Wen Zhizhi had no way to deal with Zhang Wensi's soft and forceful words.

"Hm!" I will continue! Back then, the school belle had gone to a specialized course after her university entrance examinations. She had then heard that she had been scouted by a human star during military training and had even gone to Korea to be a student trainee. But I don't know why I didn't become a celebrity. "Anyway, she's currently on this video website, and the industry insiders say that her fiancé is also on there."

"Pretty good, husband and wife have the same job." Wen Zhizhi felt that the school beauties of the Wind and Cloud Campus had now turned into internet celebrities. It was really hard to predict what would happen in the world. However, his fiancé had a common occupation, so it sounded quite good.

"What's so good about that!?" Her fiancé was from a wealthy family! Making the broadcast was just for fun. He was getting married recently! Then the man's family asked us to help with the prenuptial agreement or something. The prenuptial agreement between the two has quite a personality. "

"A prenuptial agreement?" Wendy thought loving was the best deal.

"That's right, otherwise you would be a vegetarian if you think of him as a man!" I can't tell you the specifics of the agreement, but our school belle won't be able to earn much money anyway. I wonder if she will still be the host after marriage, wanting to give her rewards and support her! " Zhang Wensi had the soul of gossip and professional ethics.

Wen Zhizhi was chatting and joking with Zhang Wensi through the kitchen door. Unknowingly, time flew by quickly, and the evening light gradually dyed the sky red.

At dinner time, there was only Wen Zhizhi, Zhang Wensi, and the nanny. Xiaomei's food had already been left in advance, so she could not eat until the nanny and auntie took over.

Wenzhi felt sorry for Zhang Wensi, who lived alone and had no guarantee of her quality of life. Zhang Wensi was also fed up with take-out restaurants, and her eyes were filled with the big meals in front of her.

She gracefully picked up chunks of ribs, chicken, and vegetables. She ate them elegantly and quickly, not looking rude at all.

Not picky with food, good for living!

But Wen Zhizhi found that while Zhang Wen Si was eating, the speed at which she moved her chopsticks gradually slowed down.

"Vince? Are you full? Have you eaten too much fruit before dinner? " Wen Zhizhi asked Zhang Wen Si with concern.

"No, it's not …"

Zhang Wen Si replied while gritting her teeth.

"Did you accidentally bite your tongue?" Wenzhi continued to guess.

"Not really."

Zhang Wen Si's left hand, which was originally holding the bowl, had already put down the bowl by now. She slowly moved her hand to her abdomen.

"Zhi Zhi, I …" "My stomach hurts."

With a "teng" sound, Wen Zhizhi stood up from the chair, and the nanny, who was one step behind in reaction, also stood up.

"What's going on?" Wen Zhizhi rushed to Zhang Wensi's side and gently rubbed her belly.

"Where does it hurt?" Is it the left or the right? " Wen Zhizhi didn't know why she ate a meal. Neither she nor the nanny had anything to do, but Zhang Wen Si's stomach was hurting.

"Right? Oh, I can't say. "

Zhang Wen Si's left hand gripped her stomach tightly. The few pieces of meat on her lower abdomen were almost turned green by her fingers.

"Want to go to the bathroom? Could it be that I've eaten something bad? "

Wen Zhizhi could not find the reason, so she could only guess. But at this time, Zhang Wen Si's face had turned even paler. Beads of sweat began to fall from her forehead. Even the clothes on his back were almost wet with sweat.

Nanny who had been watching from the side for a while now spoke up, "Miss Zhizhi, could it be because Miss Zhang …"