Three women, chatting while eating, there is no taboo on the topic.

I don't know when, the topic turned to Ning Zhichen.

Zeng Keke has Wen Qing, and Ronnie once said that she would enjoy the aristocratic life before the age of twenty-five, and Ling Yao became the object of the two's pampering.

More precisely, Ronnie is alone in the pouting.

Ling Yao couldn't bear it anymore, swallowed a mouthful of rice, and the decibel level also increased a lot, "You are enough, what kind of person is Ning Zhichen, he is in charge of the livelihood of thousands of people, he is worth hundreds of millions, you sister and I, I have nothing, unless people have an unspeakable disease, they will choose me, it's not right, what Yingyan is not around him, will he take a fancy to me?" ”

Unspeakable disease?

Ning Zhichen had just returned home, and no one opened the door after pressing the doorbell twice, so he opened the door and came in by himself, and heard movement in the kitchen, and heard Ling Yao's words as soon as he walked here.

Jun's face was dark, and he was sorry, but instead of having an unspeakable hidden illness, he really fell in love with her.

There was a moment of stagnation in the air, and Ning Zhichen was just about to step upstairs when he heard a voice, and his footsteps paused, "Who said you have nothing, these days, virgins are precious." ”

Burst......

Zeng Cocoa had just drunk the juice before it could taste it before it was squirted.

At that moment, Ning Zhichen only felt that the blood in his whole body was churning, and he snapped-

The handle of the suitcase was scratched by the white, slender fingers.

The three women at the table were stunned, "What was the sound just now?" ”

Ling Yao threw down her chopsticks and got up, "I'll take a look." ”

As soon as he turned around, a handsome face was reflected in the six eyes.

Zeng Keke just squirted out a mouthful of juice sadly, and choked on his own saliva again.

The whole restaurant suddenly became lively, with the sound of squirting water, coughing, and the sound of dishes and chopsticks falling to the ground.

Ling Yao hurriedly cleaned up, dropped a plate on the ground, the porcelain plate fell to the ground and shattered, and she hurriedly picked up the pieces on the ground.

Ning Zhichen's expression tightened, and he turned around and left with a cold sentence, "You guys use it slowly, I'll leave the document when I go upstairs, Ling Yao, it's best to clean up the house before I come back." ”

The dinner of the three sisters ended unhappily.

When twilight fell, there was a slight noise at the door, and Ling Yao, who was immersed in the bubble drama, didn't notice it at all.

"Miss Ling, if I'm not mistaken, you should be the chef in this house, not the hostess."

He suddenly appeared, and his voice was so cold that Ling Yao rolled off the sofa in fright, but fortunately there was a carpet on the floor.

She got up in a panic, like a child who had done something wrong, "Mr. Ning, you're back, I'll cook for you." ”

As soon as the words fell, she couldn't wait to run towards the kitchen, and even forgot to put on her slippers.

Ning Zhichen frowned, it seemed that it would be time to carpet the house tomorrow.

Soon, Ning Zhichen was called to the restaurant by Ling Yao.

"Just a bowl of noodles?"

Ling Yao scratched her head stupidly, every time she went out to buy vegetables, she only bought one meal, as long as it was enough to eat, there were no spare ingredients at home.

The only thing is instant noodles, eggs, and some shiitake mushrooms left over from noon.

"Mr. Ning, try it, it tastes absolutely good."

Ning Zhichen thought of the richness of the table at noon, looked at himself again, sat down resignedly, and picked up the bowl under Ling Yao's expectant gaze.

It tastes pretty good!

Soon, the soup bowl bottomed out, and Ning Zhichen glanced at the kitchen with unfinished eyes.

"Don't worry about it, I'll just clean it up next."