Did Mr.Zhan withdraw from the marriage today?

Joe jumped in his heart. Yes, it's not written in Nanyan's information that Joe studied cooking!

She pretended to be calm and followed Zhan Nanting's words:

"Yes, it's really self-taught. I read the online recipe. If you don't want to be a mouse, don't eat it. I haven't tasted it myself."

Joe's face was magnanimous, and his hands behind him had squeezed his fingers nervously.

Will Zhan Nanting believe her words?

Qiao Yun found that since she became Qiao Yun, she has been fighting with Zhan Nanting for wisdom and courage, almost lying every time

"You eat the steak with your hand?"

"Hmm?" Joe didn't keep up with his thinking.

Zhan Nanting gestured to her to take a look at the steak and Joe took a look.

"Oh, I forgot my knife and fork!" Joe hurried to the kitchen again.

Battle South Ting looked at her flurried figure, her eyes covered with confusion. She was not watching the recipe in the kitchen just now, and her posture was very comfortable and skillful. It was not like a new hand at all.

She's lying to her again.

But why?

Why did she have so many secrets? She clearly has lost her memory.

Is it difficult

"Come, come! Here are the knives and forks." Joe carefully placed the knives and forks and stood aside.

Zhan Nanting took a deep look at her, picked up a knife and fork, gracefully cut off a small piece of steak and tasted it in his mouth.

Joe: "I don't like raw steak very much, so I'll fry it well. Why don't I fry another one for you? I'll eat this later."

Qiao Zhen remembers that Gu ran took her to the western restaurant for steak for the first time. She told the waiter to have a well cooked steak. She still remembers the waiter's eyes at her and Gu Ran's embarrassed smile at that time.

Gu ran said to her, "if you can't get used to Western food, you'd better eat half cooked or even half cooked. In that way, you can taste the original flavor. If you can't get used to it, you can eat half cooked. It's better to stir fry beef if it's fully cooked."

Why didn't she hear Gu Ran's ridicule and contempt for her at that time?

"It tastes good." Zhan Nanting said faintly, and then continued to eat with a knife and fork.

Joe's heart suddenly gave birth to a warmth mixed with joy.

He has given her face since he didn't hate it.

After all, people like Zhan Nanting, from snacks to large restaurants, naturally like Gu ran, prefer the original flavor.

"Then you eat first and I'll make another one."

Because of the joy in his heart, Qiao Yun's soft and waxy voice is more beautiful and crisp, and his steps to leave are also very light.

Zhan Nanting really ate this almost well cooked steak for the first time.

It's an outrageous thing to put it in a high-end restaurant. The excellent heniu steak is actually made into fully cooked beef.

But it tastes really good, and it's a little special.

The man with the usual cold face gracefully chewed the steak in his mouth, and his eyes flashed a rare happy color.

The girl has lost her memory, but she has something lovely.

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Joe soon cooked her steak. She sat opposite Zhan Nanting and ate it.

It's really not very elegant. She didn't have breakfast and was hungry.

So when she finished eating, Zhan Nanting, who had an elegant meal, had just finished eating.

Joe was quite satisfied with the salad and steak.

She likes the feeling of others eating their own food and has a great sense of achievement.

Joe's eyebrows and eyes were stained with a smile. He skillfully cleaned up the table and carried it to the kitchen.

Zhan Nanting's eyes followed her back.

"Joe."

"Hmm? What's the matter?" Joe turned back with tableware in both hands, looking gentle.

At the age of 18, she was as bright as the scorching sun and as bright as summer flowers, but at the moment, her eyes are filled with the quiet warmth of years.

It doesn't look like Joe at all.

Whether it's Joe, who always pretends to be obedient, or Joe, who makes trouble everywhere as soon as he leaves his sight, is completely different from the Joe in front of him.

"Brother Nanting?" Joe shouted suspiciously. His soft waxy voice sounded like the meat claws of a milk cat.

"I'll ask Nanyan to ask someone to cook."

Is it because her cooking skills don't meet his high standards?

Yes, he is a top-level dignitary in Beijing.

Her heart is inevitably lost, but she just smiles and nods.

"Just arrange it."

Qiao zhe walked out of Zhan Nanting's sight with dishes. He didn't see the girl's suddenly lost eyes just now.

Even if she soon covered up the past.

Did she want to cook for him every day?

This idea almost changed Zhan Nanting's words, but he didn't confirm whether the idea was true or false, so he gave up.

At this time, the mobile phone rings. It's from Nanyan. It should be to report the meeting.

He answered the phone and went to his study.

When Joe put the dishes in the dishwasher and came back, he didn't see Zhan Nanting.

Her eyes drooped. If she had ears, she should be drooping now.

The only cooking skill in my last life was not recognized.

This feeling is really bad.

"Buzzing -" the mobile phone on the desk rang, and Joe threw away his sadness and answered the phone.

The tone is gentle: "Yao Yao, what's up?"

Lin Yaoyao proudly hummed, "I can't find you if I have nothing to do?"

Qiao Peng lost his smile. Lin Yaoyao is really a lovely girl.

"Of course," she smiled.

Lin Yaoyao smiled happily: "well, to be serious with you, didn't you say you were going to start going back to school yesterday, and now we haven't had a holiday. Would you like to visit the school first and get familiar with the environment? Let the schoolsister take you."

Qiao Yao is 18 years old like Lin Yaoyao, but Qiao Yao was specially recruited at the age of 16. Lin Yaoyao only took the college entrance examination and art examination at the age of 18 and was admitted to the Beijing Dance Academy. If Qiao Yao returns to school this year, she is also a freshman and is at the same level as Lin Yaoyao.

However, Lin Yaoyao read this semester earlier than her, and can barely be called a student sister.

Qiao Yun followed her words and said, "when is the sister going to take me?"

"Or this afternoon? I'll have a big class in the afternoon. I'll show you around after class, and then we'll have dinner together in the evening."

"OK."

Lin Yaoyao and Qiao Yi agreed to meet at the South Gate of Beijing Dance Academy at 4:30 p.m.

After hanging up the phone, Joe looked at the time. It was more than one o'clock.

Then she inquired about the distance from here to school. She planned to take a taxi. It was expected to take thirty or forty minutes.

There are two hours of free time.

Joe doesn't want to take a nap now. She takes her mobile phone to the terrace and wants to enjoy the afternoon sun.

But apparently she didn't want to take a nap. She lay down in a comfortable rocking chair on the terrace and fell asleep.

Zhan Nanting plans to go out after handling the matter. He goes to Qiao Zhen's room and finds no one. When he walks to the living room, he sees a little girl sleeping like a cat on the terrace outside through the French window.

This girl can really sleep anywhere.

He was still asleep. He went to the side and looked at her. She was still asleep.

A gust of wind blew, but it was still very cold in Beijing in January.

This girl has a big heart. She's not afraid of catching a cold and getting sick when she sleeps here?

Zhan Nanting frowned and was about to wake up Qiao.

"Don't... don't..." Joe shrank up and moaned in pain.