Let’s Fall In Love on Friday

  Chapter 122 This twist

  Ji Yuanyang barefoot and searched for the mobile phone he didn't know where he had thrown at home, but gradually became sober he found that there was no mobile phone ringing in the house, on the contrary, he heard someone knock on the door.

  Ji Yuanyang hurriedly ran to the door, looked out through the doorway, and saw that either other people or Qiaoli stood outside the door!

  He did not hesitate to open the door of the room. Before he could apologize, Qiao Li bowed slightly and got under his armpit.

   "Qiao Li..."

  Qiaoli carried the ingredients and looked around, and finally looked back at Ji Yuanyang, who had a hen-coop haircut on his head,: "Ji Yuanyang, where is your kitchen?"

  Ji Yuanyang discovered that Qiao Li was carrying two large bags full of items. He walked forward and took the bag in Qiao Li's hand: "Are you going to start cooking at my house?"

Qiao Li put her backpack on the sofa in the living room and followed Ji Yuanyang's footsteps barefoot: "Yes, I think you should be asleep, but I don't know how long you slept, so don't waste it. When dining out, I will cook a few dishes for you, and you can sleep again during this time."

  Ji Yuan Yang listened, stopped and turned back, condensing Qiaoli for a moment, but did not know how to speak.

  Qiaoli was a little hairy by Ji Yuanyang's stare, and she said timidly, "Isn't I disturbing you? Dislike an uninvited guest like me?"

  Ji Yuanyang shook his head slightly.

   "What's the reason? You don't have a kitchen or pots and pans? Or don't you have gas?" Qiao Li asked in a bag.

  Ji Yuanyang still shook his head, but his eyes were softer than before. Seeing Qiao Li's complexion getting more and more embarrassed, he slowly said: "I'm just curious, you still cook."

  Qiao Lixia heaved a sigh of relief and rolled his eyes: "Don't underestimate the only child of this era."

   "Yes yes yes!" Ji Yuanyang was completely amused, as if the time of relaxation that belonged to him had come completely.

  The two entered the kitchen one after the other, Qiao Li glanced at it, and it was so clean.

   Fortunately, she guessed that, except for the pots and pans, she bought almost all of them.

I was thinking that it was impossible to pay off Qing Ji Yuanyang’s banquet account for two meals by himself, so he would take a slant and take a different approach-cook delicious food for him, so he would not be able to pick the ground, he should be able to. Save a lot of money.

  Qiaoli took out the ingredients one by one from the shopping bag: "You go to the meeting again, I will call you when the rice is cooked."

  Ji Yuanyang saw that he couldn't help, he turned around and found out: "Qiao Li! Are you wearing the cheongsam I bought you today?"

  Qiaoli couldn't help but turned her head back to white. Ji Yuan raised a glance: "You just found out."

   "Yeah." Ji Yuanyang fixed his eyes on Qiaoli's exquisite body, condemning himself for being not polite and not gentleman, but his gaze did not flinch at all.

  Gradually, Qiao Li felt the hot and scorching gaze. She didn't dare to turn her head. Feeling uncomfortable all over, she couldn't help twisting her waist.

  This twist directly caused Ji Yuanyang's nerve roots to burst. He turned in a panic and strode towards the living room, but the picture outlined by the memory in his mind was lingering.

  After a while, Ji Yuanyang calmed down. He went to the bedroom to find a suit jacket and then returned to the kitchen, pretending to be calm and said: "Qiao Li, there is no apron at home, you can make do with it."

  Qiaoli still had time to thank Ji Yuanyang for his thoughtfulness, so she saw the straight suit jacket in his hand that was very valuable at first sight: "Ji Yuanyang, you say, how can this be done?"

  (End of this chapter)