Chapter 520： Handsome is not a look, but a temperament!

Chapter 520 Handsome is not a look, but a temperament!

Qiao Nian responded lazily, walked over, pulled out the chair and sat down drastically, poured himself a cup of water, raised his head and snorted a drink.

With a cup of cold water, she was quite awake in chaos, but there was still a trace of sleepiness at the end of her eyes.

Gu San watched her get up, and greeted her enthusiastically: "Miss Qiao, are you awake?"

"Yeah." Qiao Nian put down the cup and rubbed his swollen head. The string on the back of his head was still tight and tingling.

Jiang Li patronizes acid leaf Qi Chen and receives the gift, but he has nothing to do. He forgets to ask her about Wei Qi, how did she come back last night, and so on.

Instead, Ye Wangchuan put down the book beside his hand, got up, and said to her, "What do you want to eat at noon?"

"Noon?"

Qiao Nian blinked his eyes, still in the haze of just waking up, did not react for a while, and his brain went blank.

She has long legs draped casually, her elbows on the table, her chin laid lazily on the back of the chair, her eyes squinted like a wolf just sleeping, and the corners of her eyebrows are lazy.

"whatever."

The most difficult dish to buy these days is casual. Ye Wangchuan was lazy before. When others asked him what he ate, he was too lazy to say casually. At the moment, someone also sent him the same answer, and he realized that he was sent off. People's feelings.

There was some illusion of karma, and he wanted to laugh inexplicably, but he was in a good mood. He only slept on the plane for three hours from yesterday to today. Gu San was so sleepy that his eyelids were fighting, and he looked radiant. , Was not affected at all, and said with a smile: "Whatever, it's too difficult. White sugar tomatoes are also called casual, and you don't want to eat them."

Qiao thought about the taste of the dish he was talking about, it was sweet and greasy, and suddenly frowned.

Fortunately, Ye Wangchuan just said casually, and didn't really mean to make sugar tomatoes. He put his hands in his pockets, her collarbone was white and her eyes were dazzling, and her deep black eyes reflected her figure, and asked her: "How about spicy chicken? I think you like this dish in Yufu."

"Yes."

Qiao Nian became more interested when he heard about Sichuan cuisine. He raised a porcelain-white face with melon seeds and was very suspicious: "You can make spicy chicken?"

"You will know if I will do it if you try it!" The man she suspected raised a pair of nice eyebrows, his eyes were deep: "I will do more than you think."

Qiao Nian:...

Ennnnn...Obviously it is a very normal sentence, how can she feel that there is something in his words, and she has been teased!

……

Ye Wangchuan cooks very fast, and soon three dishes and one soup are out.

He finally came out with the spicy chicken.

"time to eat."

He is wearing a thin sweater with an excellent silhouette. At this moment, he slowly rolls up his sleeves, revealing a smoothly-lined wrist, and the accessories on the wrist bones are extremely conspicuous. The Buddha beads fit perfectly with the aura on his body and look pleasing to the eye.

Qiao Nian inexplicably remembered the sentence Wei Lou used to say, ‘handsome is not a look, but a temperament’.

Before, her left ear went in and out of her right ear to this statement. Now when she sees someone, she suddenly feels very ingenious. At least it is especially suitable for the man in front of her.

But compared to the pleasing beauties, the spicy chicken dish that is on the table is obviously more attractive to her.

Qiao Nian was hungry when he smelled the scent of spicy pepper and Chinese pepper.

Gu San filled her with a bowl of rice, and gave her the chopsticks, and said, "Miss Qiao, you can try it."

Qiao Nian was never a hypocritical person. She took the chopsticks that Gu San handed over, went straight to her favorite dish, and put a piece of chicken into her mouth. The chicken was fried crispy and spicy, and the meat was not good at all. She was delicious. The tongue almost swallowed.

(End of this chapter)