School grass's runaway sweetheart

Chapter 569 Yan Bichen's Latest News

Chapter 569 Yan Bichen's Latest News

Tong Luoluo immediately instinctively took advantage of this opportunity, and tiptoed to meet him.

"Cough cough!"

There was an uncomfortable coughing sound from behind, and the two bounced away in a second. Tong Luoluo stuck out her little tongue embarrassedly, and pretended to look at the tomato.

Gu Ming walked in and took out a roll of garbage bags from the cupboard. Before leaving, he said, "You two should be more restrained. Showing your affection has even come to the kitchen, and it's amazing."

When Tong Luoluo heard this, she blushed even more.

"We are guests and we need to cook for your master, shouldn't you take this opportunity to accompany Luo Yin?" Gong Aojie calmly changed the subject.

Gu Ming paused slightly, then laughed at himself: "She doesn't need my company anymore."

Before Gong Aojie and Tong Luoluo could react from these words, they left the kitchen, their backs looked a little lonely.

After a few people outside chatted for a while, Song Luoyin came to the kitchen to help.

Song Luoyin's culinary skills are excellent, so Gong Aojie and Tong Luoluo abdicated, and handed over the position of head chef to Song Luoyin, and the two fought side by side.

Tong Luoluo is a person who doesn't even concentrate on her hands. When Gong Aojie was peeling the garlic, she huddled next to Song Luoyin like a child, constantly admiring Song Luoyin's cooking skills, and sneaked a bite from time to time.

Seeing Tong Luoluo's gluttonous appearance, Song Luoyin couldn't help laughing. Before each dish was cooked and plated, Tong Luoluo had to eat a bite or two before proceeding to the last process - plate.

"Sister Luoyin, your cooking skills are really amazing! If only I could cook so well!"

Tong Luoluo took out the ribs in his mouth, smashed his mouth and praised.

Just at this moment, Gu Ming walked into the kitchen to get some red wine, and Tong Luoluo clearly saw that when Song Luoyin looked at Gu Ming, his expression became slightly strange.

Both of them seemed to be very embarrassed. After Gu Ming left, Tong Luoluo couldn't help but whispered, "Sister Luoyin, did you quarrel with Gu Ming?"

Song Luoyin didn't deny it, but she didn't want to say more, she just smiled and explained briefly: "It's just a small matter, it will be fine in two days."

Seeing this, Tong Luoluo couldn't ask any more questions, so she could only continue to fight silently and continue to steal food.

Because they haven't been together for a long time, and all of them are boys and girls with very different personalities, the atmosphere at the dinner table is particularly good.

Toasting to celebrate frequently, laughter continued to come from the villa, startling the birds perched on the trees under the sun, and flew into the blue sky.

"Gu Ming, why didn't Yan Bichen come?"

Tong Luoluo was eating braised pork ribs, and couldn't help but ask Gu Ming, who had the closest relationship with Yan Bichen.

As soon as the question was finished, there was an extra piece of meat in the bowl, and Gong Aojie's slightly indifferent voice sounded next to his ear: "Speak less, eat more."

Tong Luoluo knew that Young Master Gong minded her mentioning other boys, so she pursed her lips, showing a trace of helplessness on her face.

But Gu Ming laughed: "Young Master Gong, are you serious? Luoluo just mentioned Yan Bichen, thanks to the fact that you are still a man with such a small measure!"

After finishing speaking, he was glanced at by Gong Aojie's icy eyes, raised his brows immediately, picked up the wine glass and took a sip of the red wine.

"That guy Yan Bichen is preparing for a major competition recently. If he wins the championship, his parents will agree to let him be a hairdresser, so now he hides at home every day thinking about hairdressing skills. I haven't seen him for more than half a month."

(End of this chapter)

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