After hanging up the phone, Zhou Ling lost her previous ease, her brows furrowed slightly, and Rong Zheng on the side looked at her worriedly.

In the end, Zhou Ling didn't say anything more, after all, Rong Zheng heard what she said before, and Rong Zheng didn't listen to what Song Minghao said, so at this moment, she didn't need another explanation.

As soon as Rong Zheng saw Zhou Ling's expression, he knew what Zhou Ling was thinking, so he asked softly, "What do you want to eat?" ”

These days, he has also worked hard to learn a few dishes, although he is not at the master level, but it is not difficult to swallow. And Zhou Ling is extremely encouraging for this kind of thing, so he will be very popular every time.

Zhou Ling heard that Rong Zheng was going to cook, and her thoughts were pulled out of the previous matter, but before she could say anything, Zhou Yiran came, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she ordered food.

"Brother-in-law wants to cook, I want to eat Coke chicken wings!" Zhou Yiran didn't rush to get food after coming home from work, but stayed in the bedroom, and he didn't come out until he heard movement in the living room.

No, as soon as he came out, he heard that Rong Zheng was going to cook, so he hurriedly ordered a dish by the way, for fear of missing it.

Zhou Ling heard Zhou Yiran's voice, but she smiled, she looked at Rong Zheng, and saw that Rong Zheng's expression had not changed, so she said softly: "There are leftover chicken wings in the refrigerator that I bought before, I'll do it, what do you want to eat?"

Although Rong Zheng has learned some cooking skills, it can only be regarded as a fur, and she has no intention of really letting Rong Zheng cook, Rong Zheng's hands are the hands of a painter, which are to be used for painting.

And after Rong Zheng heard Zhou Yiran's order, he didn't react much, and he didn't respond directly to Zhou Yiran, but turned his gaze to Zhou Ling. He originally planned to ask about the method of Coke chicken wings, but he heard Zhou Ling's words.

"I'll help you. When Zhou Ling asked her what she wanted to eat, he didn't pay much attention to it, but he heard Zhou Ling's decision to cook.

Zhou Ling raised his eyes and saw Rong Zheng's eyes looking at her, so he nodded. Zhou on the side resolutely ate another mouthful of dog food, and muttered "good support" to turn on the TV.

The two cleaned themselves up and went into the kitchen one after the other. When Rong Zheng came in, Zhou Ling was taking the frozen chicken wings from the refrigerator, Zhou Ling noticed that Rong Zheng was approaching, handed the chicken wings to him, and continued to take other things.

Rong Zheng took it with great cooperation and put the things on the desk. He also gave Zhou Ling more than one hand, so he was extremely clear about these steps and details.

Zhou Ling put the vegetables taken out of the refrigerator into the vegetable basket, and then looked at Rong Zheng, "Are you tired?" After all, Rong Zheng drove her around after work, first to the hospital and then to the magazine, so she asked.

And as soon as she asked, Rong Zheng smiled and shook her head, "I'm not tired." ”

Zhou Ling saw him laughing, and unconsciously laughed along, she put the chicken wings that Rong Zheng put on the top of the desk into the water to thaw, and said, "What do you want to eat?" Even if you say that you are not tired, today can be regarded as hard work for you. ”

Although they went around in a big circle and didn't find Wen Zhuo, Rong Zheng was always a hard-working person, so there was nothing wrong with her making up for Rong Zheng at this time. Rong Zheng was stumped by Zhou Ling's question, and thought about it with some embarrassment.

"That's it, don't get too much. ”

Rong Zheng looked at the chicken wings that Zhou Ling was handling in his hand and said softly. In fact, he really doesn't pay much attention to eating, let alone have a special preference. And now he doesn't want Zhou Ling to be tired, so it's impossible to order food as heartless as Zhou Yiran.

Zhou Ling chuckled, as soon as her eyes met Rong Zheng's, she saw the thoughts in Rong Zheng's eyes, so she said, "Then go and wait outside, and resolutely watch TV for a while." ”

Rong Zheng didn't want her to be tired, she naturally didn't want Rong Zheng to be tired at this time, and cooking was a relaxing way for her, so she really didn't need much help here.

Rong Zheng wanted to say something more, but he swallowed it in Zhou Ling's gaze, turned around and walked out of the kitchen. Zhou Ling saw that he went out obediently, so he began to continue cooking.

Zhou Ling continued to prepare dinner, and Rong Zheng also arrived in the living room. Zhou Yiran, who was originally watching the news a little boringly, saw Rong Zheng come out, and asked Rong Zheng strangely.

"Brother-in-law, why did you come out? My sister doesn't need help?" Zhou Yiran said as he held a warm baby and didn't listen to his hands, obviously looking a little cold.

Rong Zheng also sat on the sofa and glanced at Zhou Yiran, who was almost lying down, before turning his gaze to the TV that was playing the news, "Your sister can do it alone." ”

He didn't tell a lie, Zhou Ling could indeed handle the cooking by himself, and if he helped on the side, it was very likely that he would be unhelpful, although his original intention was not like that, but he had no way to change it.

Before he helped Zhou Ling, there was no good result, the general result was that dinner would be slightly postponed, but fortunately, it was only postponed.

"Oooh. Zhou Yiran nodded as if he didn't understand, and the action of rubbing the warm baby on his hand did not stop, and after glancing at Rong Zheng, he turned his head to stare at Rong Zheng in surprise, "Aren't you cold?"

Now that it's winter, Rong Zheng doesn't seem to feel the cold, and he is still wearing a single coat, he feels cold when he wears such a thick down jacket, why does his brother-in-law act like a nobody?

Compared with Zhou Yiran, Rong Zheng can indeed be regarded as wearing cool. And the strangest thing is that he is wearing so little, but he doesn't seem to be cold at all.

Even if he was sitting on the sofa, Rong Zheng was sitting straight, and he was staring at the TV boredly at this time, and when he heard Zhou Yiran's words, he glanced at Zhou Yiran beside him a little strangely.

Zhou Yiran really looked cold, holding a warm baby in his hand and refusing to let go. At the same time that Rong Zheng looked at him, he was also cutting Rong Zheng, and that gaze obviously didn't believe that Rong Zheng would not be cold.

"It's not cold. However, even if Zhou resolutely didn't believe it, this was just a fact for Rong Zheng, and he replied, and even shook his head by the way.

He was also puzzled by Zhou Yiran's appearance, but he didn't ask, after all, it seems that Zhou Ling, like Zhou Yiran, has been wearing a lot in recent days.

Zhou Yiran obviously didn't believe Rong Zheng's answer, and reached out and took Rong Zheng's hand, "Really?" Before he felt the temperature on Rong Zheng's hand, he had already blurted out this sentence. But as soon as he asked, he regretted it.

Rong Zheng doesn't seem to be cold......