The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

Finally, class was over. Yang Xiaoqian hurriedly packed her desk and ran out, holding Jiang Yuting's hand and running outside.

What a shame.

Her face was burning red throughout the class.

Especially Jiang Yuting's undisguised eyes can burn a hole in her body.

"You... Did you go to read some messy books again? Or did you listen to 'little Geng Geng' talking nonsense there?" When no one was there, Yang Xiaoqian gasped and asked Jiang Yuting.

Jiang Yuting, "... I didn't watch anything. Xiao Geng said that if I didn't learn cooking, you would not want me."

Suddenly I felt as if I had nothing to catch up with girls.

He can't cook or speak sweet words.

Shopping with girls?

Forget it. As soon as he thought of what little Geng said, if he wanted to think of a thousand unnecessary compliments, he resolutely gave up.

He has a stupid mouth.

Yang Xiaoqian, "..."

Some want to help the forehead.

"I just said that." Who knows he really went to learn cooking with his own mother?

It is false to say that you are not moved.

"Don't worry, I will learn." Jiang Yuting said with a smile, "I suddenly found that I really like cooking."

"If I didn't do experiments in the morning, but studied cooking, I would be a chef." Jiang Yuting said confidently, "when I learn it, I'll cook it for you."

"All right." Since he said so, Yang Xiaoqian is actually looking forward to it.

I suddenly want to eat the rice cooked by scientists.

"So you promised to be my girlfriend?" Jiang Yuting said happily, and then hurriedly waved his hand, "don't hurry to answer first, or wait until you eat the meal I cooked, check it and then answer."

Just now, I asked why I was so anxious.

"You didn't confess to me." Yang Xiaoqian murmured in a low voice.

"What did you... Say?" Happy Jiang Yuting didn't hear what she said at all.

"Nothing more." Yang Xiaoqian shook her head.

Jiang Yuting was a little disappointed and looked down at his hand. She had just held it. Now it had been loosened. I really want to be held by her all the time.

"Can I cook for you tonight?" Jiang Yuting bowed his head, a little shy.

If Jiang Yugeng were here, he would roll his eyes.

After so many days of teaching, he still hasn't made any progress.

What is rice for her?

Brother, can you get ready and surprise me?

Invite her home, then cover her eyes, wait until the table, turn off all the lights, and then the candlelight dinner is ready, and then untie the blindfolded cloth.

Looking at the delicious food on the table, if Yang Xiaoqian refuses again, there is something wrong with it.

But now, I'm ready to cook for you. I don't have any romantic cells at all.

Hey... No wonder I haven't made any progress after chasing a girl for so long. It's the girl who took the initiative to hold hands.

It's embarrassing for his brother.

Jiang Yugeng hung up the phone and sighed. The girl next to him sat down cleverly, "Geng Shao, why are you unhappy?"

With that, he put his small hand on Jiang Yugeng's chest and made a small circle, "people are ready..."

Who knows, Jiang Yugeng suddenly stood up before he finished speaking.

The girl's original center was Jiang Yugeng. As a result, as soon as he left, the girl lost her support and suddenly fell on the sofa.

"Geng Shao?"

"Let's go." Jiang Yugeng said irritably.