Before the man in the house could speak, his wife actually ate first?

The housekeeper swallowed his saliva, looked at Si Zhengting, and sure enough, he only frowned when he saw him, and then slowly picked up the chopsticks.

Chamberlain:......

The clever old butler understood in an instant that Mrs. was really different to Mr.

So next, the housekeeper looked at his nose and his nose, and his nose looked at his heart, and he didn't move at all.

……

Zhuang Nana's meal tasted the same as chewing wax, so she didn't notice that the dishes on the table were her favorite food.

After eating eighty percent full, maybe there was something in the stomach, and the cold heart just now gradually warmed up, and Zhuang Nanai's depression also disappeared by more than half.

In any case, I am happy.

can marry the only man he has ever loved in his life, and although Si Zhengting doesn't like himself, at least he doesn't like others, right?

The marriage has been concluded, and the two have also had a relationship, so what's the use of dwelling on whether he likes himself or not at this time?

Thinking of this, Zhuang Nanai put down her chopsticks and planned to leave the dining table and go upstairs to wash, but when she looked up, she saw that Si Zhengting was eating in Si Swenwen, and she couldn't say anything if she left first.

Zhuang Nana simply quietly observed him out of the corner of his eye.

He looks good when he eats, his every move is extravagant, and his speed is not fast, but he can eat a lot.

Especially when he was wearing a white shirt at the moment, Zhuang Nana felt that the person in front of him seemed to coincide with the figure of a teenager a few years ago.

When I was a freshman in high school, I had lunch at school.

The successors of this group of large groups are not special one by one, and they eat the same as others.

The more aristocratic they are, the more they pay special attention to education.

At that time, in order to pursue Si Zhengting, Zhuang Nanai specially inquired about his taste, and saw that he ate more mushrooms, so he boiled mushroom soup at home and brought it to school.

How simple your mind is when you are young, if you want to be good to someone, you will hollow out your mind.

The mushroom soup in the thermos flask was still warm at noon, and when I arrived at the restaurant, when I saw Si Zhengting, Zhuang Nanai's eyes immediately narrowed into a line, and she ran forward directly with her soup, "Si Zhengting, Si Zhengting, you see I stewed mushroom soup, it's delicious~You can taste it~"

Because she ran too fast, she tripped over Zuo Yiyi, and the soup in her hand flew out directly.

No matter how fast Si Zhengting hid, his clothes were also stained.

Zhuang Nana was even more embarrassed, tripped and fell to the ground, lying directly on the soup that was spilled on the ground.

Both hands slapped the soup, and the splashed soup made her close her eyes tightly.

When she came back to her senses, she first glared at Zuo Yiyi viciously, and then looked at Si Zhengting anxiously and nervously, wanting to explain something, but looked at him with a roll of her eyes, and suddenly smiled, "Si Zhengting, you see how compatible we are at the moment, you are all mushroom soup, and I am also full of mushroom soup, hahahaha~"

Si Zhengting's face was dark, he frowned and glared at her indifferently, turned around angrily and left, not even eating.

How good he was at that time!

Even if you are angry, at most you will ignore you, where is it like now, when you are angry, you will drop your mobile phone at every turn?

It's simply a routine of a domineering president.

Looking at the atmosphere in the room again, they didn't dare to say a word if they were afraid, Zhuang Nana pursed her lips and lowered her head, okay, in fact, she was also afraid.

And she suddenly didn't notice that the men who were eating were slightly red at the base of their ears.