Chapter 21: Shiran's Dinner
When Tong Chaoyan came to the underground parking lot, Jiang Zhilan was already waiting there, he only opened the window a little, revealing his eyes with sunglasses, looking at Tong Chaoyan, who was also like a thief, and called softly: "Here, here." "It's funny.
Tong Chaoyan slipped into the back seat of the black golf: "There are people coming and going here, and it is easy to be photographed sitting in the front, which has a bad impact on both of us." Let's get moving!", urging, and glanced around a few times alertly.
Jiang Zhilan looked at Tong Chaoyan's cautious appearance, like a cat that had slipped out, very funny. Starting the car with a slight smile: "Don't worry." This is my family's grocery car, who cares about such an ordinary car. ”
Tong Chaoyan looked at Jiang Zhilan, who was driving, and tilted his head: "This dress is not the one that sent me to work in the morning, and there is no announcement today, how many clothes can you change in a day?" The subtext in his eyes was: You are really flirtatious!
Jiang Zhilan cleared his throat: "Even if you are at home, if you invite a character like you to dinner, you must dress like walking on the red carpet." That's how I can show my sincerity and respect. Isn't it?" the hippie smiled as she picked up the ringing phone. After returning from Dalian, Jiang Zhilan was very concerned about his image in front of Tong Chaoyan.
I don't know what the person on the phone said: "What? This reason is too perfunctory! Hey, okay, okay." You can rest first!" Jiang Zhilan raised his voice and threw his phone on the passenger seat in frustration. The more you care about your image, the more you lose face.
"What's the matter?" is it that the chef can't come?" Tong Chaoyan asked tentatively.
Jiang Zhilan let out a long sigh: "Isn't it, you can also calculate this?"
"It's okay, it's okay. Don't you have me? Make sure we both have dinner tonight. Tong Chaoyan patted his chest and assured Jiang Zhilan.
Jiang Zhilan sneered: "I hope so! I can't help but say sorry to your great benefactor!"
Jiang Zhilan's villa.
Kitchen. Tong Chaoyan faced the refrigerator room, one hand on the refrigerator door, and his index and middle fingers tapped rhythmically on the refrigerator door. The other hand reached into the large refrigerator with double doors and fished out two tomatoes and one potato. Then, the cold room is empty.
Jiang Zhilan also cooperated quite cooperatively and took out a handful of half-baked noodles from the cupboard, and scratched her head with embarrassment, helplessness, and a little guilt: "Order takeout?"
Tong Chaoyan tied his apron, rolled up two sleeves, and waved his big hand: "No, it's good for your body to eat simple at night." You go about your business, eat in twenty minutes. After speaking, he skillfully washed vegetables and boiled water. Then it's time to chop the vegetables and cook the noodles.
"Come and serve the rice." Tong Chaoyan walked past Jiang Zhilan with dishes in both hands and put them on the dining table.
Jiang Zhilan agreed like a dog, and went to serve his bowl of noodles.
"Emperor Superstar, this is the first time you've eaten tomato fried potato chips and boiled noodles in Armani in Armani." Tong Chaoyan stretched his chin towards Jiang Zhilan and let him taste the taste of the food.
Jiang Zhilan was as well-behaved as a dog, nodded, and took a bite of the dish: "The taste of home!" with a fascinated expression of admiration, chewing slowly: "You love spicy food, and you also love sour?"
Tong Chaoyan nodded: "No spicy, no joy, isn't it too spicy?"
My mother is from Chongqing, so I also love sour and spicy. Appetizer, with food. Jiang Zhilan said and sandwiched a lot of dishes.
Tong Chaoyan picked up the bowl and gently touched Jiang Zhilan's bowl: "Come, congratulations on your success in obtaining Director Zhou's second male lead." The pear vortex is shallow, and the corners of the eyebrows and eyes are full of joy.
Jiang Zhilan was stunned for a moment: "What are you, dry bowl! Thank you!" said and swallowed two large mouthfuls of noodles with sincerity and ate a lot of dishes.
Tong Chaoyan didn't eat much, holding his cheeks, looking at Jiang Zhilan, who was spitting out wolves, and said delicately: "Thank me, you don't have to." Just stop being angry with me about your ex-girlfriend. I just want to solve Zhang's affairs with one mind now. I don't have the energy to mess with you. If you can't be angry, after solving the Zhang family's affairs, you will be angry with me. Okay?" looked at Jiang Zhilan faintly. No matter the voice or expression, it looks like a wronged milk cat.
Jiang Zhilan really couldn't bear Tong Chaoyan's bright and delicate appearance, and he was wronged. Gradually slow down the pace of eating until you swallow the last bite of food in your mouth: "You care about Zhang? Why? You tell me why, my ex-girlfriend is over." Two gossip glints shot out of his eyes.
Tong Chaoyan rolled his eyes and rubbed his hands: "Ming people don't say dark words, you want to know why, right?" Okay! I'll tell you. I don't want to be friends, but I don't want to be enemies. ”
"Okay!" Jiang Zhilan pretended to reluctantly agree. At this moment, Jiang Zhilan wants to be friends with Tong Chaoyan so much!
Tong Chaoyan looked at Jiang Zhilan, and the waves flowed: "I am an orphan, I was bullied all day long in the welfare home when I was a child, and I couldn't eat enough. After I met Xiaoqing, she brought me breakfast, and for lunch, I relied on Zhang Molan's 'sunny meal' until I graduated from high school. He's my benefactor. Another time, I was bullied in a welfare home and was crying there, and the TV showed the male protagonist played by Zhang Molan to comfort the heroine not to cry. That shot is a close-up, he's so good-looking, so warm. It felt like it was comforting me. Later, I learned that this good-looking and warm person was Zhang Molan, who gave me a hearty lunch every day. You say, is Zhang's important to me?"
Jiang Zhilan looked at Tong Chaoyan, who was already a nymphomaniac at this time, and was so frightened that her chopsticks fell. The fan girl in front of her is still the evil girl who is strategizing and resolute? "Does the teacher know that you are his ashes fan?