Raiders of Abuse Scum

  Chapter 4797 The fourth task 12

  Jiang Chengyang walked in front, and said to Anning as he walked: "It's late, and then leave after dinner, okay?"

  Anning oh, her low eyebrows and pleasing look looks very well-behaved.

  Jiang Chengyang lives in an old small high-rise building, a total of five floors, each house is placed in front of a large wooden table, the wooden table is placed with pots and pans.

  The corridor is mostly occupied by wooden tables, and people can only walk forward sideways.

  Jiang Chengyang's family lived in the innermost part of the corridor. When Jiang Chengyang opened the door, An Ning was crowded with sweat.

  Jiang Chengyang’s home is very small, only more than fifty square meters, but he was separated into two bedrooms and one bathroom.

The furniture inside    is very old, but it is very clean. The sofa is covered with a blanket, which looks fluffy and very warm.

  The old community has no heating and poor airtightness. The temperature inside and outside the house is the same.

  I just walked over with sweat, cold air rushed into my face, and instantly infiltrated the whole body, the cold air burrowed into the body along the pores, and tranquility trembled uncontrollably.

  Looking at An Ning’s white cheeks instantly, Jiang Chengyang turned around and took out a blanket from the house and threw it to An Ning.

  An Ning never thought it would be so cold in the house. After such a while, she had been frozen, and she took the blanket and wrapped herself into a dough.

   Thinking of Jiang Chengyang asking if she was wearing leggings, An Ning couldn’t help muttering: "I really wear leggings."

  I didn't expect Jiang Chengyang to be so cold at home.

  Because of the cold, the little girl’s cheeks are red, and her nose is even more like a snowman’s small nose made of carrots. With her eyes with teardrops from being too cold, she looks like a wet little animal, pitiful.

  Jiang Chengyang’s heart softened unconsciously.

  Jiang Chengyang laughed: "I know, there is no heating in my house, it is too cold, I will do what I want to eat."

  An Ning wanted to defend herself, but suddenly she heard Jiang Chengyang asking her what to eat, and she was immediately changed the subject.

  Because of surprise Anning's eyes were round, and she was shocked: "You can still cook?"

   "Poor family, versatile." Jiang Chengyang made a rare joke, turned around and opened the refrigerator, and began to discuss the dishes with An Ning for a while.

  An Ning is not very picky about what she eats. Regardless of what Jiang Chengyang said, he agreed. When Jiang Chengyang saw this, he ordered two dishes by himself.

  One sweet and sour pork ribs, one steamed fish, one cold cucumber, and one meatball soup.

  An Ning did not expect Jiang Chengyang to cook. She wrapped herself in a blanket and stood at the door watching Jiang Chengyang cooking.

Jiang Chengyang gave birth to a beautiful face, looking like an immortal who does not eat fireworks in the world, but he is unexpectedly proficient with a kitchen knife, especially the actions of frying and cooking that are full of fireworks, because this face is too much. A trace of fairy air.

  As the fireworks rose, the sweet and sour pork ribs wafted from the nose, An Ning shrugged her nose and praised sincerely: “It’s so fragrant.”

  Jiang Chengyang was chopping the meat for the meatballs, and when he heard An Ning's words, he turned his head, and happened to collide with An Ning's bright eyes.

   Peaceful and exquisite chin slightly raised, his nose **** lightly, his expression of enjoyment as if he was not cooking thick tea and light rice, but delicacy.

  Jiang Chengyang laughed, and there was a bit of youthful clarity between his eyebrows and eyes.

  Chop the meat for the meatballs, and the sweet and sour pork ribs are almost there. Jiang Chengyang opened the fire to collect the juice, while An Ning stood by and watched.

  Sure enough, it looks good. People are especially pleasing to the eye no matter what they do. Every dish comes with its own filters.

  Anning leaned on the door frame, staring at Jiang Chengyang intently, thinking, no wonder the original owner liked Jiang Chengyang at first sight. Who doesn't like such a good man.

  Jiang Chengyang put the ribs on the plate and put the sauce on the plate with the bowl to keep it warm, and handed it to An Ning: "Put it on the table."

  An Ning took the plate and just put it down, she heard a loud voice: "Xiaoyang, the girl just now is your girlfriend."

  Anning stiffened, and then I heard Jiang Chengyang say: "It's my classmate."

  The other party echoed meaningfully: "Oh oh oh, I understand, classmates classmates."

  Anning: "..."

  An Ning stood in the room for a while, and when there was no sound outside, she opened the door curtain and saw Jiang Chengyang put the fish into the steamer, poked her head out, and asked in a low voice, "Should I help explain?"

  "Explain what?" Jiang Chengyang raised his eyebrows, his cool appearance was a bit more unruly because of this eyebrow raising action, he asked An Ning: "Explain that you are not my girlfriend, just a classmate who specially came to give me special products?"

  The normal name of the classmates, which was said by Jiang Chengyang in such a vague tone, seemed very ambiguous.

  This explanation, how ambiguous it is, it is better not to explain.

  Anning closed her mouth instantly.

  Jiang Chengyang poured water into the pot and started to make meatball soup.

  Anning doesn’t know how to do it, so she just stood aside and watched quietly.

Obviously, the eyes are light and fluttering without any weight, but Jiang Chengyang can feel the peaceful eyes stop on his side face, like a feather, lightly stroked across his cheek, causing a burst of numbness. .

  Jiang Chengyang turned his head to look at An Ning, An Ning blinked with an innocent look on his face.

   "What do you see me doing?"

  Anning: "..."

   "Of course I look good on you." The aunt who entered the house just now appeared again, her chubby face and round eyes, and she looked like a glutinous rice ball, which was extraordinarily festive.

   Aunt leaned out half of her body, looked peaceful, and couldn't help taking a breath: "What a handsome girl."

  An Ning's face instantly blushed. Before An Ning was shy, she heard her aunt say: "But our Xiaoyang is not bad."

  Jiang Chengyang: "..."

Aunt    is not only old, but also very talkative. Although she doesn't know An Ning, she can talk to An Ning for a long time. In the end, Jiang Chengyang refuses to say that after eating, the food will be cold before taking An Ning back from her hands.

  After arriving at the house, An Ning patted her chest with lingering fear, and couldn't help muttering: "It's terrible."

   I feel that my aunt is socially awkward, and they have never known each other, but she happens to be the same as the two have known each other for a long time, pulling her from the south of the sky to the north of the sea.

  Jiang Chengyang gave a bowl of soup to An Ning.

  Anning drank a sip of the soup, and her eyes became cold after just a brush, and she was pleasantly surprised: "It's delicious~"

Anning pursed the corner of her mouth and squeezed out two small pear vortexes, and said to Jiang Chengyang, "Jiang Chengyang, why are you so interested? You study so well and cook so delicious. I don't know which little girl will be cheaper in the future."

An Ning thought in her heart and said it out of her mouth. After speaking, she thought of Jiang Chengyang's usual ignorance to everyone in the class, and the last time the school flower asked Jiang Chengyang, Jiang Chengyang replied blankly. When'don't know', the ugly expression on the school painter's face made him laugh.

  Such a straight man, not an orphan, it’s almost the same.

  (End of this chapter)