How can the president be fierce

Chapter 3152 Sweet Marriage Chapter 1714 I haven't seen you for two months, and I've lost a lot of weight.

Secret, secret.

She sighed in disappointment, a half-drunk bottle of beer shook slightly between her fingers, and fell to the ground with a 'boom'.

Get up, pat him on the shoulder lightly: "good night, good night..."

After finishing speaking, he walked unsteadily to the side of the bed, threw himself on it sideways, and then remained motionless.

Nan Moshang still maintained his original posture and sat on the armrest of the sofa.

Good night.

The voice was a desolate, hollow voice he had never heard before, as if it was just a soulless machine speaking.

At a certain moment, the tight string in his chest was gently plucked, and there was a crisp sound of 'Dang'.

……

When Yaoyao came back from the hospital, Ji Zhizhi was baking pizza in the kitchen.

I have been spoiled since I was a child, and only then did I realize that I can't wash clothes, fold quilts, or make food...

When she bent down to check, she was embraced by a pair of small hands behind her, and Ji Yaoyao's sweet voice sounded: "What are you doing deliciously? It smells so good."

Such a natural and casual tone, as if nothing had happened.

Ji Zhizhi stood up straight, and when he turned his head, he saw the pretty Ji Yaoyao behind him, and Ji Zichuan standing at the kitchen door looking deeply at him.

I haven't seen her for two months, and I've lost a lot of weight.

Fortunately, Yaoyao was raised fat by him for nothing.

She tugged at the corners of her lips, and tapped the oven with her fingers: "Baked pizza, it's ready, do you want to try it?"

"Okay, pizza is my favorite."

Ji Yaoyao clapped her hands together, looking very happy: "I'm going to wash my hands!"

"Ah."

She nodded, watching her bouncing and running out, her eyes paused for a moment, and then she looked at Ji Zichuan: "Do you want to have a taste too?"

The man didn't speak, because the thin outline became more and more charming, and he just looked at her without blinking.

Ji Zhizhi waited for a few seconds without waiting for his answer, and blinked: "What's wrong?"

As soon as the voice fell, Ji Yaoyao ran back, wiping with a towel in his hand: "Okay, okay, can I eat?"

Ji Zhizhi retracted his gaze, put on his gloves, opened the oven and took out the pizza.

……

The taste was a little bad, Ji Yaoyao stopped eating after two mouthfuls, and asked the chef to make another fried steak for her.

Ji Zhizhi also felt that the taste was not very good, so he put the pizza he took a few bites aside, looked at the recipe book again, and carefully studied which step was wrong.

Only Ji Zichuan, silent, ate one piece after another.

Yaoyao's complexion gradually became unwell.

When the man reached for the only remaining piece of pizza for the fourth time, Ji Zhizhi raised his hand and picked up the plate: "Don't eat it, it's not good to eat too much of this thing, next time I'll treat you guys after I've practiced my skills." eat."

After speaking, he directly took the pizza into the kitchen and dumped the pizza into the trash can.

The man's slender fingers were fixed in the air, and after a long time, he slowly retracted them.

……

Coming out of the shower at night, Ji Yaoyao didn't lie on the bed and read comic books like before, but sat on the sofa with a straight face: "Sister, let's talk."

Over the years, the total number of times she called her sister was less than three times.

Ji Zhizhi frowned, slowed down and wiped his hair, and sat down by the sofa: "What are you talking about?"

"Sister, I know that I used to be willful, always bullying you, always making you angry."

(End of this chapter)