"Your dignity doesn't make me feel any sense of crisis."
Ning Qiluo retorted confidently: "Isn't it true that I'm poor, so I don't deserve to have a boyfriend?!" β
"It's not unworthy!"
Su Jiu Province explained: "I just sighed, there are still men in this world who don't want money." β
Ning Qiluo frowned and told him crookedly: "You think that everyone is as material as you!" I'm poor, but I'm ambitious. You know, where you have ambition, you can do it! And I'm beautiful, he can't figure out my money, he can make me look good. β
Jiang Yingchi: "......"
Well, the figure looks good for you.
Figure you are the cutest.
You want my life.
After Ning Qiluo finished speaking, she realized that she was standing in front of Jiang Yingchi.
However, the nature of the boyfriend and the fiancΓ© are the same.
There's nothing wrong with saying he's his boyfriend.
She looked up and asked him, "Jiang Yingchi, did you forget to take something and came back to get it?" β
Jiang Ying replied lately: "Hmm." β
Ning Qiluo said: "What is it, I'll help you find it, mobile phone, or ......"
Jiang Yingchi: "It's you." β
The sudden flirt flashed Ning Qiluo's waist.
"Poof......
Su Jiuxing, who was chattering on the screen, laughed: "Poor ghost, your boyfriend really doesn't want your money." β
Ning Qiluo glared at Su Jiuxing and yelled at the screen: "I'm hanging!" β
"Wait!" Su Jiu hurriedly stopped him, but he said to Jiang Yingchi: "Hey, poor ghost her boyfriend, as soon as you came back, you saw your girlfriend video chatting with a strange man, don't you have any ideas in your heart?" β
Ning Qiluo: Oh no! She forgot to avoid suspicion!
Will Jiang Yingchi think that she cuckolded him?
Just thinking about it.
Jiang Yingchi's cold gaze swept slightly, and only glanced at Su Jiuxing in the video: "Your dignity doesn't make me feel any sense of crisis." β
I rub!
Kill with one sword!
Su Jiu Province: The instant noodles in front of you suddenly don't smell good......
The video hangs up.
Ning Qiluo looked down at the shopping bag Jiang Yingchi was carrying: "What are you carrying?" β
"Ingredients for the cake." He said.
"What makes the cake?" Ning Qiluo looked at him: "Do you want to make a cake?" β
Jiang Yingchi: "You said you want to eat." β
Ning Qiluo: "......"
She remembered.
She said casually just now that she wanted to eat the cake made by Jones, but Jones was not there, and then Jiang Yingchi left.
Unexpectedly, he actually went to buy ingredients and came back to make a cake for her.
Jiang Yingchi went to the kitchen with the ingredients, Ning Qiluo followed him like a little follower, and saw him take an apron to her: "Help me tie it." β
"Oh."
Ning Qiluo took the apron and tidied it up around his waist, which was supposed to go around the back to tie it.
He pressed her: "That's it." β
If it was tied like this, Ning Qiluo would have to hug his waist throughout the whole process.
She nodded obediently: "Okay, don't move." β
"Hmm."
His hands were slightly open, and Ning Qiluo tied an apron around his waist in a posture that wrapped around his waist.
"Alright." Ning Qiluo retreated.
Then asked him: "Jiang Yingchi, do you really know how to make cakes?" Actually, if you can order a cake, I'll be very happy. β
Jiang Yingchi raised the corners of her lips, her smile was faint, and there was tenderness in her eyes: "This is more fulfilling." β
Manipulate the ingredients.
His movements don't look so skillful, and even a little stiff.
But it was Jiang Yingchi who did this, and Ning Qiluo felt that as long as she could eat it in her mouth, it would be fine.