While the two were chatting all over the world, Qingrong had already prepared dinner.

Ling Yao bought a lot of ingredients, and none of them could be eaten in one meal.

She even began to wonder if Ling Yao had never bought groceries?

When she finished the last braised pork ribs, she said to the two people in the living room, "It's time to eat!" Prepare to wash your hands and eat! ”

When Qingyan heard Qing Rong's words, she hurriedly got up, washed her hands and put all the dishes and chopsticks on the table, and then brought the dishes out.

Ling Yao had already sat down at the small dining table.

Looking at the delicious dishes on the table, even he, a picky eater, was full of appetite!

He looked at Qing Rong and said in admiration: "I didn't expect you to be so powerful!" Even the cooking is so good! ”

Qing Rong raised her eyes and looked at Ling Yao, but didn't say anything. Qingyan opened his mouth and said, "You're right! My sister's cooking was meant to be the best! Blessed are you today! ”

Ling Yao listened to Qing Yan's words and couldn't wait to eat.

While eating, I showed an intoxicated expression and seemed to be really impressed by the delicious food!

Qing Rong looked at Ling Yao, whose expression was a little exaggerated, and she didn't know what to say about him!

Qing Yan savored the taste of the dish on the side. The food cooked by my sister tastes exactly the same as that cooked by my mother...

Under Ling Yaofeng's attack of sweeping the fallen leaves, he quickly ate the dishes.

Seeing that he had a full burp, he leaned back in his chair and rubbed his stomach with satisfaction. Said lazily: "Qingrong, this is the most delicious thing I have ever eaten except for my mother's cooking!" ”

Qingyan listened to the hand holding the chopsticks, and couldn't help but tighten.

As if she hadn't heard, Qing Rong said to Ling Yao, "I don't owe you anything. ”

Ling Yao immediately understood the meaning of Qing Rong's words.

It seems that I won't have a chance to taste her craft again? How can that work?

Ling Yao couldn't help but think in his heart.

Qing Rong doesn't like to owe favors to others the most, and there is only one way to eat the food she made herself!

That's to find a way to help her! If you have the opportunity, you have to help, and if you don't have the opportunity to create an opportunity, you have to help!

Only in this way can Qingrong cook for him willingly!

Thinking of this, Ling Yao grinned and said to Qing Rong, "Mmmm, now I don't owe it!" ”

I'll owe it later! He added in his heart.

Qing Rong listened to his words, frowning slightly, always feeling that something was wrong.

After all the meals were eaten, Qing Yan helped Qing Rong clean up the table.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Ling Yao was sent out by Qing Rong.

Looking at the closed door in front of him, Ling Yao touched his nose, but he still felt in a good mood!

Anyway, he also earned it today! took the painting that Qingyan gave him in his hand, and turned around and left in a dashing manner.

Out of the gate of the community, he took out the phone and dialed a number.

"Hey! Brother, where are you? ”

"Where are you here?"

"I'll be right over! Wait for me! ”

Then, he came to the side of the road, opened the door of a car, got into the car, and sped away!

On the other side of the road, a girl watched Ling Yao leave with a smile on her face, her fingers tightened slightly, she bit her red lip, looked at the departing shadow with indignant eyes, and said, "Ling Yao, you must be my man!" You can only be my man! ”

After speaking, he glanced at the community that Ling Yao had just come out of, and raised his chin in disdain!