Sir, Madam is in a gossip again

Nangong Cheng was dumb and immediately distanced himself from Ji Liangchuan.

He was unreasonable, and he didn't ask him to save himself.

It's none of her business. She's hurt, too. Okay.

"What are you staring at me for? I'm hungry and want to eat." Ji Liangchuan looked at Nangong Cheng and stared at himself. He was very unhappy.

Eat

"You have money to eat by yourself." Nangong Cheng doesn't want to cook. She looks full.

Can you eat?

Ji Liangchuan found his words inappropriate. This woman is so difficult that she doesn't know how to think of others.

They have big eyes and small eyes

Nangong Cheng finally had to compromise.

Ji Liangchuan stared at her wrongfully. His face was a little pale, that kind of abnormal white. He looked very uncomfortable. Suddenly her heart softened.

He's right. If it wasn't for saving her, how could Ji Liangchuan get hurt?

"All right! Take a break. " Nangong Cheng took a deep breath and went to the kitchen calmly.

She is quite clear about Ji Liangchuan's eating habits. She prepares breakfast quickly in the kitchen alone.

Ji Liangchuan was really tired and hungry. His stomach was empty and he protested.

He didn't know what was wrong with him. He came here early in the morning and was angry. The woman didn't want to see him.

Ji Liangchuan held the armrest of the wheelchair and slowly sat on the sofa. The whole person was much more comfortable.

The home is very warm, with a faint fragrance of jasmine floating around.

"Drink some hot water and eat some bread mats." When Nangong Cheng came out with hot water and bread, he saw Ji Liangchuan hard sitting on the sofa.

"Thank you!" Ji Liangchuan heartfelt thanks.

Nangong Cheng was stunned and then left.

A cold woman.

Ji Liangchuan licked his lips. He glanced at the direction of the kitchen and consciously drank water and ate bread. His stomach was really comfortable.

Buzzing

Ji Liangchuan's cell phone rang. It was Xia Chen.

"Mr. Ji, I sent all my work today to your mailbox."

"Well, let the vice president handle all the work today. There's nothing special. Don't bother me. "

"Yes, Mr. Ji." Xia Chen flashed big eyes. What's the matter with President Ji today?

Ji Liangchuan turned off the power directly. He sat in a wheelchair again and went to the kitchen.

The kitchen door was ajar.

Ji Liangchuan gently pushed open the door of the kitchen. At a glance, he could see that Nangong Cheng was cutting vegetables with his skillful back. Wash vegetables and cut meat, and porridge is still cooking in the pot.

The smell in the kitchen filled the air. Ji Liangchuan swallowed it unconsciously and became even more hungry.

Ji Liangchuan frowned and didn't know when to stretch. He just looked at the busy woman in the kitchen.

She wore a cartoon apron and cartoon pajamas, and her hair was inadvertently tied behind her head.

Home, should it be like this?

Ji Liangchuan's lips were filled with a faint smile, even he didn't find it.

Nangong Cheng suddenly felt a look staring at her behind her. She quickly turned around and saw Ji Liangchuan staring at her with cold eyes.

Nangong Cheng doesn't know how long he came in. She has been immersed in the world of meat cutting.

"You... What are you doing in here?" Nangong Cheng suddenly stammers. She is still not used to being stared at by a man.

But in her impression, Ji Liangchuan never stepped into the kitchen.