Sheng Yanyi is her boyfriend, Song Xixi is not - why doesn't she, the client, know?

"Just now. Sheng Yanyi's tone was extremely calm, and his face was not red and his heart was not beating.

One asks frankly, and the other answers straightforwardly.

Song Xixi couldn't cry or laugh, "Why don't I know?"

Sheng Yanyi asked rhetorically, "Now, didn't I tell you?"

Is this what he is telling?

No, no, he's a strong announcement.

No, no, he didn't confess, and she didn't seem to agree.

Is Sheng Yanyi possessed by the domineering president today?

Shen Qingci's face did not change, and he still had a decent smile on his face.

He understood that the person who strongly asserted sovereignty actually did not pass the certification of his boyfriend's identity.

Zhou Yurou couldn't see Sheng Yanyi "bullying" her male god like this, so she said in a round game: "Ouch, you guys are making dumplings, I'm here to help." ”

Song Xixi picked up a dumpling Pisai Sheng Yanyi's hand, "You can also help wrap it together, you can't just eat it and not do it!"

Sheng Yanyi looked down at the dumpling skin in his palm, and then looked at the little woman who gave orders to him, I don't know whether to be angry or angry?

He found that she was really getting bolder.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Song Xixi thought for a while, and looked suddenly enlightened, "Mr. Sheng, do you want to tell me that you don't know how to pack?"

Sheng Yanyi, a noble boy who comes to stretch out his hand for food to open his mouth, can make dumplings to be called unreasonable.

Sure enough, Sheng Yanyi put down the dumpling skin in his hand, didn't say a word, turned around and left.

Hey, if you don't pack it, you won't pack it, why are you angry!

Who knew that Sheng Yanyi turned around and went into the kitchen, and when he came out again, he took off his coat casually.

He rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt, revealing half of his muscular smooth and strong forearms, walked to Song Xixi's side, picked up a piece of dumpling skin and put it on the palm of his hand, took an appropriate amount of filling and put it into the dumpling skin, the action was very skillful, but in about ten seconds, a beautiful willow leaf dumpling appeared on the palm of his hand.

Song Xixi: "......"

This, this is too deep to hide!

Zhou Yurou's eyes straightened, and then she looked down at the dumpling in her hand that was so ugly that she couldn't describe it in words.

Oh no, it's like this, it can't be called dumplings yet.

Shame!

It's so embarrassing!

Zhou Yurou silently looked at Shen Qingci, and said with a blank eye: "Teacher Shen, can you teach me how to make dumplings......?"

"Yes. Shen Qing said.

But Shen Qingci did not teach by hand this time, but demonstrated Zhou Yurou again.

Zhou Yurou has learned very seriously, this rich daughter of a rich lady who does not touch the spring water with her ten fingers is shameless to ask over and over again. In her later words - she didn't work so hard in the college entrance examination that year.

"The dumpling wrappers are almost wrapped, so I'll cook the soup base. Shen Qing said.

"Okay, the rest of the dumpling wrappers, let's wrap them round. Song Xixi said as he glanced at Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yurou suddenly understood, stuffed the dumpling skin in her hand into Song Xixi's hand, and followed Shen Qing into the kitchen, "Teacher Shen, I'll give you a hand." ”

Shen Qingci: "No need, thank you!"

Zhou Yurou: "I want it, in fact, I just want to learn from you how to cook soup base." Teacher Shen, if you want to eat dumplings next time, just tell me......"

"No, I want to eat, I'll do it myself. ”

"......" Zhou Yurou pulled on another topic, "Teacher Shen, can I not call you Teacher Shen?" I think it's good for me to call you Qingci. ”

"You still call me Teacher Shen. ”

"Call you Mr. Shen, I think it's too much of a shame for us. As soon as she met Shen Qingci, Zhou Yurou was no longer Zhou Yurou, she looked like a well-behaved little daughter-in-law.

Song Xixi retracted his smiling gaze and inadvertently looked at Sheng Yanyi.

Someone's gaze was strong and aggressive, and Song Xixi had nowhere to escape, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

"Why did you bring him home?" Sheng Yanyi's voice couldn't hide the sour and vinegar taste, "When did your relationship with him become so good?"

As far as he knows, Song Xixi and him are friendships who have filmed a few scenes together, right?

Is this good enough to bring people home?

"Actually, our relationship is quite good, it ...... first sight"

Facing Sheng Yanyi's instantly gloomy face, Song Xixi hurriedly stopped talking and explained: "I couldn't get a taxi, I just met him." In the crew before, he helped me, so I thought about inviting him to dinner to express my gratitude. We all wanted to eat mutton dumplings, and as you know, he wasn't fit to show up, so we finally decided to take matters into our own hands. ”

Sheng Yanyi's brows tightened more and more, "You can't get a taxi, why don't you call me?"

Song Xixi asked rhetorically, "Why should I call you?"

Sheng Yan was angry.

Song Xixi glanced at Sheng Yanyi, well, he seemed to be even more angry.

"You're so busy with work, I can't bother you with such a little thing. ”

"I don't bother you, but you're afraid I'm troublesome. ”

Sheng Yanyi glared at her, "Song Xixi, who allowed you to be polite to me?"

Song Xixi: "......"

Seeing her pouting and looking pitiful, the anger in Sheng Yanyi's heart unconsciously disappeared by half, and her tone slowed down a lot, "I heard that you have a cold, how are you now?"

After speaking, Sheng Yanyi reached out to probe Song Xixi's forehead.

"I'm fine. Song Xixi replied.

Sheng Yanyi probed his forehead for comparison, and then he was relieved.

"Do you like to eat mutton dumplings?" Sheng Yanyi suddenly asked.

Song Xixi: "Well, I like it!"

Sheng Yanyi: "Okay, I see. ”

This meal of mutton dumplings, the atmosphere can only be described in four words.

It's hard to put into words.

Sheng Yanyi himself is a person who doesn't talk much, and he vividly interprets his cold president Fan throughout the whole process.

And Shen Qingci is obviously very restrained, only Zhou Yurou is trying his best to adjust the atmosphere, and Shen Qingci opens a question-and-answer mode.

Of course, Song Xixi will also interject a few words from time to time, trying not to make the atmosphere seem so embarrassing.

After dinner, Shen Qingci offered to leave.

Song Xixi and Zhou Yurou said in unison: "I'll send you." ”

Sheng Yanyi's face collapsed instantly.

The corners of Song Xixi's mouth twitched twice, in order to take into account someone's emotions, "Yurou, then you go and send Teacher Shen." ”

Shen Qingci's gaze locked on Song Xixi's face, "Xixi, I have a question I want to ask you for." Can you take a step to speak?"

The smile on the corner of Zhou Yurou's mouth gradually disappeared.

No matter how she found a topic, she was close to Shen Qingci, but he was always polite to her.

is humble and polite, and the progress is measured, so that people can't find any thorns at all.

But Zhou Yurou obviously felt that Shen Qingci had set an enchantment for her, and politely rejected her from the result he had set.

But he is different to Song Xixi.

Although there were no intimate actions that exceeded the rules of etiquette, Zhou Yurou clearly felt that Shen Qingci was different for her.

Sheng Yanyi expressed strong dissatisfaction with Shen Qingci's borrowing of a step. "Mr. Shen can't he ask him in person here if he has any questions?"