9 billion flash marriage: luxury president busy every night

Song Qingcheng doesn't speak any more. If we go on, the Housekeeper should be here.

When Mommy left the room, she changed her clothes. Sitting on the sofa, worried about whether Mommy would dress casually?

However When the door was opened and song's mother came out, Baozi's worried little eyes twinkled.

She was blinded by the beautiful song Mami.

Song Qingcheng was amused and embarrassed by the way the steamed stuffed bun looked.

Said not to dress up, but also chose a dress that was more beautiful than the one xiaobaozi chose for her, which was so beautiful that she didn't want it.

In order not to let the small steamed stuffed bun worry, she is also free!

Although it's just an excuse, it's better to have an excuse than no excuse.

……

The housekeeper said the time was right. Five minutes later, he was waiting downstairs. Song Qingcheng takes her son out happily.

There is no traffic jam on the road, especially when it comes to the road leading to the villa, the traffic flow is even less.

On the way, the housekeeper answered a phone call, only to hear the housekeeper said: "yes, we have received Miss Song and the young master, OK, just a moment."

The housekeeper turned from the co pilot and handed her the phone. "Miss Song, sir's phone."

Song Qingcheng smiles and answers the phone, "what's the matter?"

"What would you like to eat in the evening?"

This man seems to be serious. Song Qingcheng did not answer him, only said: "you'd better ask your son."

She turned over the phone to the little baozi next to her. She already doubted his cooking skills, and asked her to order. Mr. Ji was really confident of himself.

Xiaobaozi answered the phone, but he was not polite at all. Pili Bala ordered a lot.

Song Qingcheng can imagine that someone on the other end of the phone has been confused.

Sure enough, little baozi called, "Daddy "Daddy

Xiaobaozi thought that the phone had been hung up. He took it and looked at it. It didn't seem to hang up. He continued: "Daddy, do you hear what I just ordered?"

Then, I heard from the phone, "your signal is not good, I can't hear it; if you want to eat, I'll see what's ready."

"Eh?" Xiaobaozi looked at the phone full of signals, "then I'll send a message to Dad to order."

“！”

Song Qingcheng is almost ready to laugh.

The chief executive may be embarrassed tonight!

……

When song Qingcheng and his children arrived, Ji Zhengting was not at home. At this time, I'm not serious about buying food in the market, right?

It's already half past five. I feel that dinner may turn into supper today.

Finally.

At half past six, the chief executive finally came back.

As expected, the chief executive was carrying bags large and small in his hand, which must contain ingredients. It seems that the chief executive is determined to satisfy his son's stomach tonight.

"Sir, you can arrange for us to do such a thing. Why do you have to prepare by yourself?" The housekeeper quickly took over the ingredients from Ji Zhengting.

Ji Zhengting didn't speak. Change shoes into the house, see song Qingcheng and small steamed stuffed bun are welcome. The moment he saw the little woman, he was really a little bit dazzled.

Did she dress up for him?

It's good. It's kind of interesting.

Song Qingcheng was extremely uncomfortable with his eyes, so he simply went back and continued to watch his own TV series.

"Daddy, you bought so much spicy food." It is small steamed stuffed bun that gives dad face very much. I rush to see what Dad has bought.

But Dad's face is black, black.

If the smelly boy had not ordered so many dishes impolitely, he would not have been busy until now.

For the first time, the chief executive who went to the market to buy food almost got lost and couldn't find out. He would never say it, the most humiliating thing in his life.

"President, you went to the market at four o'clock, and that's all you bought?" The housekeeper looked at the dishes, but not much. At least eight out of ten dishes ordered by the young master are not included.

Ji Zhengting tenses his handsome face and stares at the housekeeper coldly. But it's only been more than two hours. The market is so big and messy. He thinks it's good to buy so much.

Housekeeper, do you mean too little?

Song Qingcheng heard the housekeeper's words and came over. I also want to see the dishes that the president bought in two and a half hours.

In the bag, there is a broccoli, a handful of cabbage, two potatoes, a yam, a section of lotus root

Why is hair all vegetables?

Chicken wings, chicken legs, big bones, sauced beef for steamed buns What about it?

Song Qingcheng opened another bag and had a look. There was a mandarin fish, a river shrimp, and a big bag of something

"All right, all right, take everything in and clean it up." Ji Zhengting looked at her the same way. He was a little impatient and talked to the housekeeper.

"Yes." The housekeeper put everything in the bag and took it directly into the kitchen."You don't mean Do you do it yourself? " Song Qingcheng asked him politely.

“……” Ji Zhengting looked at her, the eyes seem to say: clean up to me?

Song Qingcheng understood his eyes, and explained to him tactfully, "do it yourself, that is, from cleaning to washing dishes, all contract."

“……” The chief executive has an impulse to take back his life.

In the end, I had to go into the kitchen with a disheartened face.

Song Qingcheng couldn't tell how funny he was. After that, he snickered.

"Mommy, you're laughing." He was caught by a steamed bun.

"Don't you think anyone's funny?" Song Qingcheng boldly admitted that he was laughing at someone.

"It seems that daddy is not very good at it." Xiaobaozi sympathizes with the clumsy dad in the kitchen.

Song Qingcheng also looked at the kitchen, not only is not very good, clearly is to play swollen face filling fat, OK?

……

Ji Zhengting has been tossing in the kitchen for a long time. It's already half past seven, and he's still washing vegetables.

In his heart, there are 11000 regrets.

Instead of going to the market at four o'clock to buy food, why don't he go to the restaurant to pack some dishes and hide them in the kitchen? This will directly bump into the plate and say that it's done by himself.

Now, the key is to deal with a lot of ingredients.

Damn it!

The only stupid thing he did in his life.

From 7:30 to 8:00, we finally cleaned up all the ingredients. Next, start to get dry.

The first pot is broccoli; the second pot is cabbage; the third pot is agaric yam; the fourth pot is French fries. This one was ordered by xiaobaozi. He remembered it very well.

As for the others, he asked the vegetable vendor's aunt, saying that they were relatively simple and easy to make vegetables, and they were nutritious, so he bought some.

It's not bad. It's really convenient to stir fry. One in a few minutes.

Next, meat.

(⊙_ ⊙)

this is a little difficult!

……

Song Qingcheng smelled that there was a smell of food in the kitchen, so she came to the kitchen curiously. Pull open the door of the kitchen, see the man standing there at a glance, staring at something.