Qi Mucheng didn't understand the meaning, but thinking of the smiling face of the girl in the couple, and hearing the shopkeeper's words, he nodded and said, "Then ninety-nine." ”

The shopkeeper suddenly smiled, summoned the clerk to wrap it quickly, and asked, "Do you want to write a card?" ”

Qi Mucheng suddenly felt troublesome, but he still frowned and asked, "If you write a card, will the girl be happy?" ”

After getting the affirmation of the shopkeeper, Qi Mucheng thought for a long time, waved his pen, and wrote four words on the card.

When I returned to Qi's house, the sun had already set.

Qi Mucheng awkwardly carried a large bouquet of roses into the house, and there was no one in the living room and bedroom. I was about to ask the housekeeper, but I smelled the smell of food.

He carefully put the roses on the coffee table, walked to the kitchen door, and saw Qiao Ruowei busy in the kitchen at a glance.

She wore an orange apron and a mask, coughing twice from time to time. Although she was unwell, her hand movements were very skillful. Choosing vegetables and washing vegetables, looking at the pot where the rice is cooking from time to time, this kind of scene makes Qi Mucheng feel a sense of home.

This is something he did not dare to hope for before.

He looked at Qiao Ruoyu's busy back in a daze, and was distracted for a while.

Qiao Ruoyu packed up the knives, turned around and saw the tall body outside the door, she was startled, patted her chest and complained: "Why don't you walk silently, you almost scared me to death!" ”

Qi Mucheng came back to his senses, looked at her angry little expression, and couldn't help but be a little funny, "It's because you're too attentive." ”

"It's not because there's nothing but toast and bread here." Qiao Ruowei thought that she almost couldn't come back to buy groceries, so she was so angry that she wanted to hammer him, and waved her fist and said, "First of all, these are all eaten by me, and there is no share of yours." ”

Qi Mucheng smiled, three dishes and one soup, he ate a lot.

"Understood." He rubbed the woman's soft hair and pointed to the kitchen, "The rice is going to burn." ”

Qiao Ruowei puffed out her mouth and straightened her hair, and hurriedly put the rice out.

Qi Mucheng rarely eats in Qi's house, to be precise, he rarely eats. He has just secured the position of president of the imperial industry this year, and the Qi family still has some disasters that have not been cleared, so he can't sit down and eat a good meal with peace of mind.

But now that he smells the faint aroma of vegetables, it is clear that he has not yet eaten, but Qi Mucheng feels that his stomach is a little empty.

Qiao Ruoyu's voice interrupted her thoughts, "Mr. Qi, help bring out the dishes." ”

"Mu Cheng." Qi Mucheng corrected.

Qiao Ruowei pursed her lips, "Okay, Mu Cheng, don't forget that there is a bowl of soup on the second floor of the stove." ”

"Hmm." Qi Mucheng nodded, in a very good mood.

Four dishes and one soup were placed on the table, Qiao Ruowei couldn't wait to take a sip of the soup, and Qi Mucheng sat beside her, quietly watching the cute appearance of the woman's mouth bulging.

Qiao Ruowei was not embarrassed to be stared at by him, and raised her head fiercely and said, "What are you looking at me?" ”

Qi Mucheng's eyes flashed, and he said like a stream: "You are good-looking." ”

Qiao Ruoyu blushed suddenly, and took a bowl of soup as if evasively, and put it in front of him, "Reward you." ”

The man smiled, picked up the bowl and took a sip, and looked up to meet Qiao Ruoyu's expectant eyes.

"How?"

He nodded, "Not bad." ”

The soup didn't taste as good as the chef, but it was the warmest soup he had ever tasted.

Qiao Ruoyu raised her head and said proudly: "Of course, I have been studying for a long time, and even my father is full of praise!" ”

Qi Mucheng raised his eyebrows and deliberately stimulated: "In this way, you will only cook these dishes?" ”

"Nonsense!" Qiao Ruofei pouted and counted with her hands, "I can also make Kung Pao Chicken, Coke Chicken Wings, ......"

Qi Mucheng chuckled, "Make it for me to eat later." ”

Hearing this, Qiao Ruowei immediately exploded, "Why ......?"

Halfway through her words, she rolled her eyes and suddenly smiled, "Okay, I'll bring you food every day in the future." ”

This is the best chance to get close to him.

After dinner, Qiao Ruowei instructed the man to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and then lazily returned to the living room, and saw the roses on the coffee table that were about to wither at a glance.

Her eyes lit up, and she couldn't put it down, "Someone gave you roses?" ”

"This is ......" Qi Mucheng paused and changed his words, "Well, you like it?" ”

"Of course, I like roses the most." Qiao Ruoyu said.

Qi Mucheng's expression was natural, "That's for you." ”

"Thank you!"

Qiao Ruowei cheered, happily holding the roses back to the house, ready to take a rose petal bath. She took away the card inserted in the bouquet, not wanting to explore other people's secrets, but was attracted by the words on it.