Good night, Mr.President

"Ah?!..."

Wang Xinyi's conditioned response raised a question. She heard what Gu Yunting said clearly. However, she felt too sudden and surprised. It didn't look like what Gu Yunting would say at all.

Gu Yunting was holding a dish in one hand. He walked out and said, "I just said, I'll wash the dishes after lunch."

"Ha ha!" Wang Xinyi didn't know why. Suddenly, she couldn't help laughing. She felt that Gu Yunting was joking. What a big international joke. Can Gu Yunting wash a bowl for someone who can't even use an electric rice cooker? Will it all fall

Then he fell. He would certainly say there that he didn't need money, just a few bowls!

Gu Yunting put the dishes on the table with a dark face, then turned his head and looked at Wang Xinyi with a gloomy face.

"Don't you just say it's washing the dishes? Is it funny?!"

Hearing the speech, Wang Xinyi closed her mouth and held back her smile. Then she silently carried the soup in her hand to Gu Yunting's dinner table.

Gu Yunting looked at Wang Xinyi with a distorted face, and then truthfully said, "I haven't washed the dishes, maybe I won't, but I'm willing to learn, just want to help you share some..."

Hearing this, Wang Xinyi's smile disappeared in an instant, but his heart was warm. Gu Yunting is such a spoiled young master. It's really not easy to do that for himself.

"Well, I'll watch while you wash the dishes, although it's a guide for you."

Then Wang Xinyi asked Gu Yunting to sit down and handed him a pair of chopsticks, "come and have a taste!"

Gu Yunting looked at Wang Xinyi's movements, sat gracefully on a stool, and then took the chopsticks she handed over.

He glanced at several dishes on the table, then raised his hand and put some ants in the tree and put them in his mouth. Perhaps, in Gu Yunting's heart, this is the most delicious food he has ever eaten.

But in fact, he has eaten many famous chef masters. Wang Xinyi's craftsmanship is certainly not as good as those of them, but the difference lies in people's inner feelings.

Wang Xinyi looked at Gu Yunting with eager eyes until he waved his chopsticks to clip another dish. He couldn't help asking, "Gu Yunting, what's the taste?"

Gu Yunting nodded slightly and didn't speak. He was about to reach out and grab another dish

Seeing his action, Wang Xinyi raised his hand and pressed his hand, "say a word and eat again!"

Hearing the speech, Gu Yunting replied with a smile, "I can't stop because it's delicious..."

Although Wang Xinyi didn't believe what Gu Yunting said, she was still very happy. She knew that Gu Yunting ate good food every day and her cooking could not be compared with those chefs. However, she was willing to coax herself.

Wang Xinyi smiled contentedly, and then sat aside. She raised her eyes and looked at Gu Yunting, and then couldn't help laughing again.

"Eat!..."

Gu Yunting watched Wang Xinyi's facial expression change. How did she feel that she was happier than he was?

He took the initiative to help Wang Xinyi hold a bowl of soup, and then handed it to her, "it's hard."

Wang Xinyi raised his hand, took the bowl handed by Gu Yunting, and then took a sip slowly

In fact, it's a good day. Two people eat their own meals and talk about their common topics