Bro:"……"
A big wave of dog food caught off guard patted his face coldly.
He smiled hard: "Your relationship is really good."
When talking about Jinli, Lu Zhengya's emotions were extra soft, and he laughed more times now than he had before for a long time combined.
Lu Zhengya: "The little fairy I spent so much time chasing, of course, should be treated with cherishment."
...
[I declare that I am dead! 】
[Why the **** did I click this show, why should I see it here? Why should the world be so cruel to me, a single dog? 】
[How do you say the look when Dad Lu said this? It's so gentle as to drip! Ah, he must love the little fairy very much. 】
[Love, love, what kind of fairy love, envy Jinli! 】
[Why other people's boyfriends are so rich, so handsome, and so gentle? Guo Jia owes me a boyfriend! 】
[Why don’t you two get married yet? I ask you to marry me immediately! I can sponsor nine dollars! 】
[Take me upstairs, I can help you move the Civil Affairs Bureau over! 】
[Then me, then I will give you marriage. 】
...
So, when President Ba is preparing a loving lunch in the kitchen, what are the other two groups of guests doing?
The first is Yi Baicheng and Tang Yishan.
After encountering Lu Zhengya by chance, Yi Baicheng returned to the room and knocked on Tang Yishan's door.
At this time, Tang Yishan was trying on a hat for herself-in her room, all kinds of skirts, jewelry and hats were all over the room.
When opening the door, she glanced at Yi Baicheng: "What's the matter?"
Yi Baicheng said: "I just met Mr. Lu. He went shopping for lunch and made lunch. Are we going?"
Tang Yishan: "???"
what are you saying?
"Buying vegetables?" she exclaimed, "I can't cook, and the kitchen is so heavy with oily smoke and dirty, I don't want to cook, let's order takeaway."
Yi Baicheng frowned.
He knew that Tang Yishan was the eldest lady of the Downs Film Industry, and he also knew that she had an arrogant personality, but he did not expect that she would be so unconcealed in the reality show.
He said: "You can't eat takeaway for a month."
Tang Yishan: "Why not?"
In fact, if conditions permit, Yibaicheng is also willing to eat a takeaway.
However, the reality is--
Yi Baicheng: "Not enough money."
Tang Yishan: "..."
Yes.
Two thousand yuan.
The average day is less than seventy.
What can you eat for seventy dollars? One dish is not enough.
Missy is upset.
She scratched her hair irritably: "Whatever, just do it first, and then think of a solution."
Yi Baicheng: "...Alright."
As he was about to leave, Tang Yishan called him again: "Wait a minute, you just said, Mr. Lu went shopping for groceries?"
Yi Bocheng nodded.
Tang Yishan looked shocked: "He, actually will go shopping for vegetables?"
Tang Yishan imagined herself and her friends. Their level was much lower than that of Lu Zhengya. Among a group of rich second-generations, none of them had been in the kitchen, let alone the vegetable market.
Yi Bocheng thought of Lu Zhengya's appearance, and also expressed puzzlement.
The second floor.
Qin Ru sat in the study, holding a foreign book in his hand.
Wen Wen was lying in her room writing something, the camera flashed by, it looked like it was music score.
Neither of them seemed to have any idea of cooking.
...
Time returned to one hour later.