"Qinqin, you can't agree so easily."

Song Yuyi looked at Ye Qinqin lovingly.

He fished with long arms.

Beautiful, noble, angular face.

Tender veins.

Even the lines on his face look as gentle as water.

Song Yuyi hugged Ye Qinqin tightly in his arms.

Reluctant to let go.

Ye Qinqin stretched out his finger and rubbed Song Yuyi's chin.

"Brother Yi, what should I do!" Ye Qinqin was curious.

Song Yuyi gently lifted her thin and red lips.

"To help someone intercede, you must pay the price." Song Yuyi bowed his head.

The warm lip flap dropped a kiss on Ye Qinqin's white forehead like a dragonfly.

His request for Ye Qinqin.

Defenseless.

But he must remind Ye Qinqin.

Don't waste your kindness.

Ye Qinqin smiled and looked at Nangong Sitian, whose face was obviously distorted.

"Si Tian, what are you going to give me, let me intercede!"

Nangong Sitian was depressed.

Can't believe it.

Song Shao actually taught Ye Qinqin to take advantage of her.

"Qinqin, what do you want?" Nangong Sitian took a deep breath.

Ye Qinqin leaned forward slightly.

looked at Nangong Sitian with a smile.

"Sitian, let's make a meal."

“……”

Nangong Sitian looked at Ye Qinqin sluggishly.

I couldn't say a word for a long time.

Nangong Qingchen heard Ye Qinqin's proposal.

laughed and said: "Ye Qinqin, you are stumped by Sitian, she doesn't know how to cook at all." ”

Nangong Sitian hung his head in frustration.

"Qinqin, change your requirements."

She glanced at Nangong Qingchen fiercely.

said angrily: "Whoever said that a woman must be able to cook." ”

Ye Qinqin felt the same way.

Nodding, "Yes, I can only cook instant noodles, as long as Brother Yi's cooking skills are good." ”

Nangong Qingchen hurriedly shut up.

He has one mouth, but he can't fight for two mouths.

What's more, there is Song Shao watching and delaying.

He dared to argue with Ye Qinqin.

Song Shaohui tore him with his own hands.

Beimo Shishi looked at Ye Qinqin and Nangong Sitian enviously.

The girls of the Beimo family must learn cooking skills and many things that the daughters of famous families need to learn.

There is an assessment every year.

If the grades are poor.

Or failed the assessment.

The Beimo family will reduce the treatment of its Beimo family, and even be banned from appearing in the top wealthy circle as the daughter of the Beimo family.

The daughters of the Beimo family must be extremely good and proficient in cooking, which is an indispensable intensive course.

"Young Master Nangong, you are so particular about food, you must also be good at cooking." Beimo Shishi smiled.

Reach out and grab a glass of milk.

Take a sip with graceful movements.

She felt taken for granted.

If you are good at food, you must be good at cooking.

Nangong Qingchen's smile stiffened.

"Miss Beimo, I don't know how to cook."

"He's just a foodie, he just knows how to eat." Nangong Sitian fought back fiercely.

Who let Nangong Qingchen taunt her.

Beimo Shishi looked at Nangong Sitian in surprise.

Choked on a mouthful of milk down my throat.

"Poof"!

The milk in the mouth is squirted straight out.

Fall to the table.

A few drops of milk splashed directly on Ye Qinqin's arm.

"I'm sorry—" Bei Moshi's face turned red.

Keep apologizing.

Hurriedly pulled out the tissue, wanting to wipe the milk off Ye Qinqin's arm.

"It's okay, I'll just go to the bathroom and wash up." Ye Qinqin chuckled.

Get up and leave.

——

Bathroom.

Ye Qinqin turned on the water tap.

With tap water,

Washing the milk off his arm.

Suddenly, a sense of danger rose inexplicably.

Raise your eyes.

saw that in addition to her in the mirror, there was an extra middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's eyes were confused, and he stretched out his hand, wanting to hug Ye Qinqin.