Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

The two haven't seen each other for many years. Naturally, there is a lot to talk about. Qinger mainly learned about his major. Of course, he also dutifully imparted a lot of experience in studying in Princeton.

After almost time, A Yao went to the kitchen and began to prepare dinner.

Qinger originally wanted to fight him, but A Yao refused firmly, the reason was: "Sister Qinger, the steps of these dishes are more complicated. If you come to fight me, I will teach you temporarily. People are faster. You can talk to me beside you."

Qing'er felt very reasonable, so he happily acted as a shopkeeper.

A Yao smiled and rolled up her sleeves.

So Qinger found that the boy's figure seemed to be more than she expected. At least the arm that was exposed had some muscles and smooth lines, but she didn't feel that strong. It was her favorite type.

When he started to process the ingredients, Qinger again found that his cooking skills did not seem to be blowing, look at this methodical step, look at this skilled technique and excellent knife.

She wanted to take a bag of potato chips and enjoy it while eating.

"It seems that you really cook a lot." Qinger's tone was a little weird.

"Well." His hands kept moving, but his lips twitched slightly. "It's very motivating to think that someone who cares might like my food."

"Wow!" Qinger nodded with a smile, "Uncle Jiang and Aunt Jingtong are blessed."

A Yao took a look at her, and Black Eyes also revealed a soft smile: "Yeah."

When he started cooking, Qing'er watched his eyes.

Hey, the legendary Tengpo really exists, and it can be so good-looking, not to mention that Tengpo's people are such a beautiful boy.

Qing'er's eyes fell on his face again, um... The three-dimensional features of the facial features were clearly outlined, and the side faces were the same.

Gee, remembering his own sullen brother and narcissistic **** brother, Qinger only hates how this kid is not their Ji family.

A Yao seemed to feel her gaze, and he suddenly looked at her sideways, "Sister Qing'er."

Qing'er realized that she was surprised when she saw this kid. She coughed a little unnaturally, "What's wrong?"

"Help me taste the saltiness." Then, he sandwiched a piece of pork back to her lips.

Qing'er naturally did not deserve it. She caught the piece of meat with a bite and opened her mouth. The familiar scent diffused in her mouth. The feeling of fullness of flesh almost made her want to cry.

It's been a long time since she had eaten such delicious twice-cooked pork!

Qinger couldn't help but gave her thumbs up, and when she swallowed the food in her mouth, she immediately praised, "It's delicious!"

He seemed slightly relieved, "Really? Do you like it?"

"Like, I like it too much!" she sighed. "I really don't want you to move away now."

The smile in Aya's eyes was a little more intense: "Then I will not move, it will be the same for me wherever I live."

"Hey, forget it. In the future, I will visit you every week to eat a meal. Don't bother me." Qinger waved his hand.

"Of course not. It's boring to eat alone." He smiled. "You can come to me anytime."

Qing'er felt that this younger brother was too kind, and she nodded with relief.

After all the dishes were ready to serve, Qinger couldn't help taking a photo and drying it on social networks, then picked up the chopsticks and started eating!