The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 189 Little tricks under the dining table

In desperation, Zeng Li picked up the chopsticks to help him pick up his plate, and called to the kitchen, "Auntie, bring a spoon."

Mo Zhiqian let out a cold snort, picked up the chopsticks with his knuckles and stretched them towards the plate of Kung Pao chicken, picked up a small grain, his demeanor and expression showed contempt.

"No need, Hani, I can use chopsticks." Jon stopped anxiously, joked, how could he act so retarded in the face of a rival in love.

The crown prince and aristocrats would rather go to the battlefield with their swords in hand than live in mediocrity.

"You?" A faint word, revealing distrust.

Jon nodded vigorously, and grabbed Zeng Li's hand and placed it on his chest, looking at her seriously, "I can do it, trust me."

"Auntie, I don't need a spoon anymore." Zeng Li gave instructions to the kitchen, Zeng Guoliang raised his eyes and glanced over, his expression still displeased by Mo Zhiqian's words.

Ou Yalan picked up the chopsticks to hold the food for Zeng Huiyun, shook her head helplessly and smiled.

Zeng Li found that one should not trust men's promises, especially handsome foreign men.

"Haney, that, that's very good, help me pick some, Haney, this one looks delicious too... Zeng Li has been serving as Jon's "guide chef" throughout the meal, helping her pick this and that, where does Jon point For a dish, Zeng Li's chopsticks had to be stretched towards the plate, and his face was very impatient.

In other words, if you don't know how to use chopsticks, eat less, this Jon is a foodie.

Today's appetite is more than double than usual. Because he is a foreigner, Zeng Guoliang opened a bottle of red wine to entertain him. Jon was happy and promised that he would give Zeng Guoliang authentic red wine from their country as a gift when he came back next time.

Zeng Huiyun, who was sitting opposite them, was also helping Mo Zhiqian with cooking. The difference from Zeng Li was that one volunteered and was full of joy, while the other was reluctant but had to help.

"Haney, that bean seems to be delicious." Seeing that Mo Zhiqian only picked peanuts from Kung Pao Chicken, Jon wanted to try it too, but it was difficult for his chopsticks to pick up ordinary vegetables. difficult.

Impatiently glaring at Jon, Zeng Li muttered in disgust, "There are so many things!" He just picked up the food in front of him and ate it.

Holding the chopsticks, he had just picked up a peanut, and when his body tilted, Zeng Li exclaimed, and the peanut flew out.

"What's wrong?" Ou Yalan asked.

Everyone at the dining table looked up, only the instigator was eating the food leisurely with downcast eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up a bit.

"Ah, no, it's okay," Zeng Li explained with a smile, and gave a certain man a hard look, "I seem to have lost my waist just now."

everyone...

Looking at each other, can you flash your waist even if you pick up a dish?

Knowing that this rhetoric was unreliable, Zeng Li could only bite the bullet.

How else would she explain it?

There were no animals in the house, and she couldn't say that a certain animal jumped up and hit her. Could it be that Mo Zhiqian kicked her under the table to be honest?
Everyone continued to bury their heads in eating. Zeng Li felt that his feet were itchy, as if something had landed on them and was crawling up his legs along the upper of his shoes, and was slowly drilling into the storage tube, landing on his calf. Rubbing up and down the position...

It feels kind of familiar, like...

Zeng Li sat up straight suddenly, his eyes widened.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Ou Yalan, the mother sitting beside her, turned her head and looked over.

"No," Zeng Li smiled, and that smile looked awkward, "It's just that something rang out. When I came out, it seemed that I forgot to turn off the faucet in the hotel room..."

"Oh, the service staff will find it when they clean the room."

Ou Yalan lowered her eyes and continued to eat food. On the opposite side, Mo Zhiqian seemed to be in a good mood, and the corners of her thin lips were raised while eating food.

The foot that took off the leather shoes slapped on Zeng Li's calf again.

(End of this chapter)