The local tyrant president is not easy to mess with

Chapter 39
"Are you jealous, or are you worried about me?" Leng Muxuan's tone was completely playful, as if Hu Die had nothing to do with him, and he was not the one who wanted to marry.

"I'm serious!" Ran Zijin raised his voice slightly.

Why does his resolute side face make people think that he is a serious and responsible person, but what he says is irresponsible no matter what, which is completely inconsistent with the identity of the president of Guangbo Group.

"I'm serious too!" Leng Muxuan glanced at Ran Zijin lightly, "Don't mention the third party!"

"Hu Die is not a third party!" He is the one who wants to marry you, to be your wife, and to be the young mistress of the Leng family!

"If you talk about others, I'll throw you out of the car window!" Leng Muxuan's tone was clearly displeased.

Ran Zijin looked at the night scene roaring by outside, and obediently shut his mouth.

With Leng Muxuan's driving speed, if she is thrown out, she will be severely disabled if she does not die.

Neither of them spoke, and the car was silent.

After being silent for a while, Leng Muxuan said leisurely, "Don't think too much about it."

Ran Zijin frowned slightly, looked at Leng Muxuan, and waited for his explanation.

His black hair appeared deeper and thicker in the night, and its texture was relatively stiff, just like his temper, hard and cold.

Hardness and coldness are the first impression Leng Muxuan left on Ran Zijin. It wasn't until today when I saw his bewilderment in the supermarket for the first time, and the way he was joking, that he got a little better... In fact, Leng Shao is a kind-hearted and cute local tyrant .

"I'm afraid you'll lose face by doing that." Leng Shao explained as if he didn't care, and when he turned around, he saw Ran Zijin looking at him with ignorant eyes of "I don't understand what you are talking about", so he shook his head and said something simpler I understand, "If I deny that I'm not your man, people will think that no one wants you, how embarrassing!"

Ran Zijin once again lamented that Leng Shao's brain structure is different from others'. No one wants her, so does she have anything to do with him?

"What brain structure!" Leng Muxuan said again slowly.

Ran Zijin pouted, "The structure of the human brain."

The underlying meaning is that Leng Shao is not a human being.

But she obviously underestimated Leng Shao's IQ and way of thinking.

"Mine is constructed by God!"

Ran Zijin thought of the phone record named 'God' in the phone, couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, then took out the phone, and secretly changed someone's note...'clothes'!
Back in Isa Garden, Ran Zijin took the initiative to help Leng Muxuan enter the door with shopping bags. The two of them seemed to be in a tacit understanding like a couple who had been married for several years.

"I still live in the same guest room as last time?" Ran Zijin held his bag, which contained a few changes of clothes.

"Otherwise?" Leng Muxuan looked Ran Zijin from head to toe, and went back to the master bedroom to change clothes.

If she wants to sleep in his master bedroom, he doesn't mind, anyway, he knows how hot her body is, and he doesn't reject her body, and even desires it.

Ran Zijin went back to the guest room and changed into home clothes, which are actually a little more formal than pajamas, and can also be used as pajamas, with pink hellokitty patterns on the clothes and pants.

She bought this set of clothes with Hu Die. Hers is pink and Hu Die is powder blue. After washing, they are hung side by side on the balcony of the dormitory. It is very beautiful.

Ran Zijin tugged on the clothes on his body, Hu Die probably won't wear that pink blue one again in the future, right?
What she hates the most is being betrayed, and she did what betrayed her.

Although it was unintentional, it was also wrong.

Leng Muxuan also changed into home clothes, and saw Ran Zijin in the kitchen arranging the freshly bought ingredients.

She still had a glass of cold white water in her hand. During the busy break, she reached out to take a sip, then lowered her head to tidy up and put everything in order.

Leng Muxuan leaned against the kitchen door frame with arms folded, looking lazily at Ran Zijin.

Maybe it was too serious, it took Ran Zijin a long time to discover the existence of Leng Muxuan.

"Do you want to drink water?" She glanced at him, without stopping, took a handful of green onions and put them in the refrigerator, "There is only mineral water, and the hot water hasn't boiled yet."

"Don't drink." What she drank was mineral water, and he thought it was cold for nothing.

"Then go wash rice and cook." Ran Zijin pointed to the rice cooker on the marble table, "Will that work?"

"Where is the rice!" Leng Muxuan disdainful, although he has never cooked, but with his IQ, he still can't handle a rice cooker?

If it spread that he couldn't handle the rice cooker, He Yacheng and Mo Shaochun would laugh to death.

"At the dining table, I haven't opened the bag yet." Ran Zijin shook his arms, finally sorting out everything.

Leng Muxuan took the rice cooker she gave him and went to steam rice.

Ran Zijin picked up the fresh fish he had just bought, put it on the cutting board, knocked him unconscious with two quick movements, then disemboweled him, and took out the fish gallbladder and so on.

Leng Muxuan was surprised when he saw it. He didn't expect that Ran Zijin, who looked at the frail man, had the courage to kill fish!

When he bought fish in the supermarket just now, he planned to have someone kill him. Ran Zijin was afraid that someone would use dead fish as a good fish pit, so he insisted on buying live fish.

Leng Muxuan originally planned to come back to see how funny she was when she couldn't handle a fish, but she didn't want to see this scene... She cleaned up the whole fish in a few clicks.

After plugging in the socket, Leng Muxuan confirmed that he pressed the cooking button before returning to the kitchen.

Ran Zijin has prepared onion, ginger, garlic and other seasonings.

"What kind of fish?"

"Vanilla beer fish." Ran Zijin wasn't sure if Leng Muxuan would eat spicy food, but this vanilla beer fish wasn't spicy at all.

Leng Muxuan saw her fry the fish in an oil pan, add sliced ​​ginger, and some other seasonings he didn't know, and then knotted 3 green onions and put them on the fish.

"Why do you have to tie a knot?" At this moment, Young Master Leng looked like a curious baby.

It was the first time for him to watch other people cook. The ones he had seen before were all finished products. He never knew that there were so many details in cooking.

"Don't you think it's pretty?" Ran Zijin was very satisfied with the knot she tied, it was so beautiful, and it gave her appetite just looking at it.

"What do you want to be so beautiful, anyway, they are all imported goods."

Ran Zijin thought to himself: Leng Muxuan, your cold joke is too cold, it's not funny at all.

She cut up a piece of green garlic and said to him, "Open a bottle of beer for me."

Leng Muxuan, who has always been in command of others, unexpectedly did not refute, and obediently went to get a beer to open.

Ran Zijin poured beer into the pot, but the beer covered the fish, so she gave the bottle to Leng Muxuan.

Leng Muxuan took it tacitly and put it on the dining table so as not to get in the way and affect Ran Zijin's cooking.

Ran Zijin added the remaining seasonings such as tomato and tomato sauce, and after a while, a delicious herb beer fish was ready.

She took a small piece and brought it to Leng Muxuan's mouth, "Taste it?"

Leng Muxuan swallowed the fish gracefully, "It tastes good, the fish is tender, but why doesn't it smell like beer?"

"The ingredients for beer are fish, not beer." Ran Zijin looked at Leng Muxuan with a look of "you idiot", and once again felt that he had traveled from the barbaric era.

Leng Muxuan leaned against the kitchen door and looked at the busy Ran Zijin, feeling that watching people cook was also a kind of enjoyment.

Last time, she was also in his kitchen. It was just simple noodles that attracted him to look at her at the dining table for a long time. Even the work was made up by working overtime later.

Ran Zijin also fried shredded pork with green pepper, dried bean curd with celery, and a spinach fish ball soup.

In fact, she wanted to make bitter gourd omelet soup, but Leng Shao refused to eat bitter gourd.

A table of home-cooked dishes, full of color, fragrance and taste, makes your index finger move.

Ran Zijin took a deep sniff, enjoyed it very much, and felt that his craftsmanship today was good.

"Is the rice ready?" Ran Zijin asked Leng Muxuan after setting up the dishes.

(End of this chapter)