Chapter 11: You Are Not Allowed to Eat
Bai Yingying sat on the sofa, her eyes staring at the TV, but her mind was not on the TV.
She heard a sound at the door, stood up excitedly, and ran to the door.
Zhou Ziming opened the door and saw her smiling, a little inexplicable.
"Boss, you're back, your cute, hardworking, gentle and lovely little nanny I've been waiting for you for a long time. Bai Yingying said enthusiastically.
Zhou Ziming slowly changed his shoes: "What are you waiting for me?"
Bai Yingying helped him hang the suit jacket in his hand on the hanger next to him, and dragged him to the restaurant: "Wow...... I'll surprise you, how about I make my own dinner? It looks good, see if you dislike me next time. ”
Zhou Ziming raised his eyes and looked at it, but did not speak, thinking: Obviously that man helped, he was embarrassed to boast in front of me, thinking that I didn't know?
Bai Yingying ran into the kitchen excitedly, took the dishes and chopsticks, and pulled out the chairs.
"Enjoy, boss. ”
Zhou Ziming sat down, but did not move his chopsticks.
Bai Yingying sat across from him and looked at him excitedly.
Zhou Ziming shook his head helplessly, picked up the chopsticks, sandwiched a piece of meat, and pondered it in front of him for a while, although it was a little darker, but the taste should not be bad, he put the meat in his mouth nervously.
Bai Yingying asked expectantly, "How is it?"
Zhou Ziming chewed for a while, and said coldly: "It's okay." ”
"Isn't it delicious? I tasted it and thought it was delicious. Bai Yingying was obviously a little disappointed.
Zhou Ziming saw her hurt expression and continued: "It's already good to do it for the first time. ”
"Then you eat more. ”
Zhou Ziming took a bite but did not mean to move the second chopstick.
"Why don't you eat it?" Bai Yingying was curious.
"I don't eat the food cooked by other men, and that bite just now is for your face. "He arrogantly folded his arms in front of his chest, and he looked like I gave you enough face, and you should be grateful to me.
Bai Yingying looked at him in disbelief, this was a masterpiece that she had been busy with for several hours, why did he say that he wouldn't eat it if he didn't eat it.
Bai Yingying angrily picked up the chopsticks and muttered, "If you don't eat it, I'll eat it." ”
She was just about to pick it up and take a bite, but he snatched the chopsticks.
Bai Yingying's whole person was not good, a pair of round eyes glared at him: "What are you doing?!" Although you are my boss, you can't afford not to eat, I can't eat what you don't eat, it's not okay?!"
Zhou Ziming slapped the chopsticks on the table: "You are not allowed to eat either." ”
Bai Yingying felt that this boss not only had a problem with his brain, but also had problems everywhere.
She pointed to the dishes on the table in surprise and asked, "If you don't eat it, will you throw it away?" Boss, although I know that you are very rich, but you don't want to spoil the food so badly, and...... You're so slammed. She said that last sentence so little that he didn't hear it at all.
Zhou Ziming glanced at the porcelain lunch box in the kitchen and said, "You go and take the lunch box and pack it, and I'll take it to the company tomorrow for others to eat." ”
Bai Yingying looked at him reluctantly, didn't move for a long time, and thought: I don't eat it myself, I don't give it to me, and I specially bring it over to others to eat, so in your heart, I can't even compare to the others in your mouth?
"Why are you still stunned?" Zhou Ziming urged.
Bai Yingying stood up silently and struggled to the death: "Boss, really don't give me food?"
"Don't give. Zhou Ziming replied resolutely.
Bai Yingying's last hope is gone, after a hard afternoon, is it easy?
She glanced at Zhou Ziming without love, and could only obediently do what he said, after pretending, she sat opposite him again, looking at him helplessly, the two of them were empty, and her stomach made a sound very inappropriately.
In the end, she couldn't bear it anymore and asked weakly, "Then what are we going to eat?"
Zhou Ziming glanced around the house, stood up silently, and within a minute, Bai Yingying saw him holding two buckets of instant noodles in his hands and handed them to her: "Let's eat this." ”
Bai Yingying looked at the two buckets of noodles, her face became even more ugly, and she thought: Isn't this sick, don't eat the cooked meal, eat instant noodles.
Zhou Ziming saw that she didn't answer for a long time, and said coldly: "Go to instant noodles." ”
Bai Yingying felt sorry for herself for 10 seconds, took the noodles, and ran to the kitchen.
Five minutes later, the two faced each other, eating instant noodles with a puff, and their mouths were red.
Bai Yingying looked at Zhou Ziming eating instant noodles in a white shirt, where is there still a domineering president, but I have to say that good-looking men are handsome in everything they do, such as him at this moment, eating instant noodles in his mouth still made her can't help but look at it a few more times.
Of course, it would be nice if the brain could be normal.
After eating instant noodles, Zhou Ziming sat on the sofa contentedly, Bai Yingying was not good, she felt that the noodles were like a fire burning in her stomach, which was not comfortable, and the culprit who made her suffer was watching TV comfortably at the moment,
After cleaning up the kitchen and dining table, she silently looked at his back, eager to run to the kitchen to pick up a kitchen knife and throw it at him.
As soon as Zhou Ziming turned around, he happened to see her with a fierce look in her eyes.
She just wanted to use a knife to relieve the hatred in her heart, the moment she met his gaze, she had no thoughts in her mind, her eyes were dodgy, and she had bad intentions at first glance.
Zhou Ziming didn't bother to care, he said nonchalantly: "Have you forgotten something?"
Bai Yingying raised her head and thought about it carefully, and suddenly understood, she looked like I knew everything, and ran into the room silently and took out a bag.
She stood firmly in front of Zhou Ziming, handed it to him, and looked at him proudly: "This is the shirt I promised to pay you, Dior, I checked the price on the Internet and the price is about the same as yours, more than 6,000, I hope you will like it." She was calm and light on the surface, but she was still a little apprehensive in her heart, for fear that he would dislike it.
Zhou Ziming was stunned for a few seconds, pretended to take it casually, opened the bag and took a look, and was sure that it was genuine Dior, she didn't deceive him with fakes, but he didn't understand, why did a woman who could afford to buy a shirt for thousands of yuan come to be a nanny for him?
"What are you looking at, don't you like it?" Bai Yingying felt that his eyes were very problematic, and asked weakly.
"Nothing. Soon, Zhou Ziming put away his suspicions, put the bag beside him, and continued to watch TV.
Bai Yingying waited for him to continue talking, but there was nothing.
"That's it?" she looked at him incredulously.
"Otherwise, what else will I do?
"At least I have to praise it, right? I've been running for so long to buy you this dress, can't you have some normal reactions?" Bai Yingying felt that he was simply unreasonable.
Zhou Ziming looked at her in a daze, and emphasized word by word: "This is what you should do." ”