Chapter Seventy-Five: You Go, I Don't Want to See You
Li You lowered his eyes, but his face was full of seriousness, he helped his glasses, and raised his head with unbearability in his eyes.
"If that's the case, I can make her feel better, I'm willing. โ
Song Nanqiao looked at her and sneered.
"Are you willing? I'm sorry, my teacher doesn't lack those, you also have a little face, go back and coax your woman, don't be abusive to become a central air conditioner, and come over to my teacher, she doesn't lack anything, even if she doesn't have you, she can still step by step to the top of the industry, I hope you raise your noble hand and let her go!"
Li You suddenly looked at Song Nanqiao with a lost expression, he hoarsely lowered his throat and asked word by word, "Is this really what she meant?"
Song Nanqiao paused, and then nodded, "The teacher didn't say that, but what she meant was just to get by, since you can't be together, don't entangle, and what I mean is simpler, you do such a shameless thing, just trouble staying away from the teacher, it's really disgusting." โ
A lover who loved him in the past, an apprentice who had worked hard to cultivate, one of them left, the other betrayed, and eight years later, they returned hand in hand, and they were not intimate together.
Where should Teacher Luo Ying be?
The feeling of nausea is not to mention Teacher Luo Ying, even she is about to sick to her stomach.
Like a knife, she didn't know how to get it out of her mouth.
Sharp eyes stared at him for a moment.
"I don't want to see you in the future, I don't want you to force me to see you in any way. โ
She had something to say, but she was very clear.
"Okay, I got it. โ
The depressed back immediately turned and left.
Song Nanqiao took a deep breath.
When I turned around, I saw Tang Jingze at the door.
I didn't bother to talk to him, so I went straight into the house.
"Don't you have anything to tell me?"
He spoke suddenly.
She stood where she was and turned around.
"Have you eaten?"
She!
Tang Jingze was speechless.
"Nope!"
Throwing these words, he went straight into the house.
I don't know, what kind of wind is he had.
Song Nanqiao followed, "Tang Jingze, do you want to eat egg fried rice?"
Inexplicable woman!
He turned around, "Otherwise, you let the part-time workers and nannies leave here, and I won't be able to eat when I come back, so if you don't do it, won't you eat air to fill your stomach?"
For his-for-tat, she really doesn't want to socialize.
He just nodded quietly, and then went upstairs to change his clothes and come down.
Tang Jingze, who was sitting on the sofa, looked at her in home clothes, and it seemed that her thin body could no longer support her clothes.
When she lost so much weight, he didn't even notice.
"I'll make you a few more stir-fries. โ
As always, she moves fast.
She said that she could quickly get started with what she did, even if it was a difficult kitchen.
Chop vegetables, heat the pan, put it in the pot, stir-fry, even flip the spoon, she can.
It's like a chef, and that's her battlefield.
Pleats shine on the inside.
No, two dishes and one soup, plus an egg fried rice are ready.
The meal was prepared and delivered by her to Teacher Luo Ying in the morning.
Originally, I thought that I would come back and heat it up, and I could eat it by cooking some food.
Now two people, put two eggs, just enough to eat.
"Alright, let's come over for dinner. โ
In just ten minutes, she had everything done.
The action is fast, several times faster than that of Madoka, who has been busy in the kitchen for many years, and the nannies have done it.
Look at the dining table with all the colors and flavors.
Tang Jingze actually left everything he was about to say behind him, and now that he is asking, it is a little inappropriate.
"What's wrong? Do you have something to tell me?"
She looked him in the eye while eating and asked casually.
"Why did Li You send you back just now?"
He seemed to care, any man who appeared in front of her.
This made her want to laugh a little.
"Are you jealous? or are you caring?"
Looking at Tang Jingze's handsome face, she was in a trance.
How many years?
She had to forget that she had never been in contact with him so closely, and that she had eaten so quietly at the same table with him.
If two people can not quarrel, there is no woman next to them, there is no person.
Isn't it possible to live well together?
Life is not long, it is that short.
Why can't we be together in peace and quiet, and have to torture each other?
"You think too much, Song Nanqiao, I never knew that you still have a problem with narcissism. โ
This woman, as if she had a brain problem in recent days, always said strange things.
Squinting at her.
"Let me ask you, why did Li You send you back?"
Her attitude towards him instantly lost any interest.
"You can't see it, it's not a delivery, it's him waiting for me? harassment, to be precise. โ
When it comes to Li You, her mood is extremely bad.
Wilted and poked at the rice bowl, not wanting to say a word.
"Waiting for you?"
Tang Jingze frowned unhappily, and his sharp eyes had swept towards her.
She felt a little funny, and asked him, "Shouldn't you know better than me?" Didn't he let you force me to go to the dinner party, and gave me the key to the house to Teacher Luo Ying, didn't you see it clearly?"
"What do you mean?"
"What do you mean, you should be clear, Tang Jingze, tell me, what is the relationship between Li You and you, you help him so much, and Guan Hui beside him, is it a couple with him?"
After a pause, he snorted coldly.
"Song Nanqiao, do you think I, Tang Jingze, am such a boring person?
"Yes, of course you don't care about that. โ
This time, it was rare that she did not refute.
Actually obedient.
Song Nanqiao lost his appetite, put down the dishes and chopsticks, and went upstairs directly.
It seems that sometimes, when people lose interest in something, it's just a matter of a moment.
"Hey, Song Nanqiao!"
Whatever he wanted to call her by name.
It's like she's deaf, she doesn't want to listen, she doesn't like to listen, and she's not in the mood to respond.
This night, lying in bed, Song Nanqiao felt that he had insomnia again.
It seems that there are times when she can't think about it.
Like a silkworm, it made a cocoon for itself and wrapped itself in it.
The next day, the morning sun poured in.
Song Nanqiao looked out with his eyes open.
Everyone says that the sunset is infinitely better, but it is just near dusk.
But she looked at the rising sun and seemed to be more energetic.
Too many beautiful things.
"Bell, bell, bellโ"
There was a knock on the door.
You don't have to think about it to know who it is.
This family is just the two of them.
"Song Nanqiao, get up and cook, I'm hungry. โ
Is she an old mother?
Why do you look for her when you're hungry?
Pretending to be asleep and not hearing.
"Bell, bell, bellโ"
Keep knocking.
Knock endlessly.
She frowned a little impatiently, even if she had a pillow on her head and plugged her ears, she couldn't help but be bombarded so indiscriminately.
"Alright, get up. โ
Is this dead man crazy?
It's fun to toss her!
Got down to the ground barefoot and slammed the door open.