One hundred and twenty-two two things
As soon as someone was willing to be interviewed, a large group of reporters surrounded them.
These entertainment and paparazzi don't care whether there are private goods in what Dr. Zhao says, they only care about whether the things related to the new top class are hot enough. It doesn't matter if it's black or not.
An Ruqiao sent the information of Ah Chen to Xie Jingchen, and then took a taxi home.
Xie Jingchen has always replied to her messages very quickly before, but it may also be because he happened to have time to look at his phone before, and this time he replied a lot slower, and he didn't reply until An Ruqiao finished dinner.
"Okay."
"Are you free now?" I have something to tell you."
Xie Jingchen is the kind of person who also uses micro x, but more people who use it for voice and video.
He will feel that his written expression is not as clear as his spoken language, so when he has something, he basically calls or speaks.
and An Ruqiao, he is more inclined to play videos.
That careful thought of wanting to look at her more is not enough for outsiders.
An Ruqiao sat at the dining table and opened a video for him.
After two or three rings, it was connected, and Xie Jingchen appeared on the phone screen.
He was dressed in regular clothes, and the background was a little noisy, and after he connected it, he said sorry, and then the picture shook a little, and then it was a lot quieter. It should have been that he went to a place where there were few people.
An Ruqiao looked at him and didn't ask what happened immediately, but asked, "Have you had dinner?"
Xie Jingchen stood up straight, but his face was a little unpleasant, and he seemed to be very tired.
"Not yet."
When asked if he had eaten, Xie Jingchen remembered that he hadn't eaten for a day today. But I don't feel very hungry at this time.
Compared with An Ruqiao's relatively leisurely day, too many things happened on Xie Jingchen's side.
"Why don't you eat, you are so tired from work and don't eat."
An Ruqiao's bad taste came up. Now in front of Xie Jingchen, she doesn't bother to pretend at all.
Saying that, An Ruqiao flipped the camera over, "I'm getting older, you have to pay attention to your health, Chenchen, look at my dinner~"
The sound of "Chenchen" made Xie Jingchen scream, but the sentence of paying attention to health couldn't help but make Xie Jingchen feel a little self-doubt.
He is indeed two years older than An Ruqiao, and it is common for him to stay up late and eat irregularly because of work.
Xie Jingchen touched his face, feeling that his skin was indeed dry and rough to the touch, and he couldn't help but think about it.
[Why do you suddenly mention health with me? Am I getting old? 】
Before I could finish thinking about it, I saw a table of dishes in An Ruqiao's lens.
An Ruqiao rarely orders takeout. Most of the time, I buy and cook by myself, and sometimes I am too lazy to do it and go out to find a restaurant to eat.
The speculation about people's malice makes it difficult for her to believe in takeaways that can't see the cooking environment and cooking process.
An Ruqiao made soup today. I pressed the pork ribs in a pressure cooker, and after pressing, I stewed the lotus root pork rib soup with the original soup. There are no other seasonings in the soup other than salt, but it is really fresh to drink.
She only brought out a small bowl, and the rest of the world will be simmered for a while over low heat, and it will taste better.
In addition to the soup, there is also a fried yam with fungus and a scrambled egg with tomatoes on the top.
The combination of meat and vegetables is just right, and the color, flavor and flavor are beautiful.
Seeing those dishes, Xie Jingchen suddenly felt a little hungry.
An Ruqiao spoke at this time, "I eat it myself, and it's relatively simple to make. But I can't seem to finish it. When you come back, come to my house for dinner."
"Okay." Xie Jingchen nodded in agreement.
Turning the camera back again, An Ruqiao did not have the habit of eating and sleeping, and asked about business while eating.
"What are you going to tell me? Did you see what I sent you?"
"Yes, but the photos are a bit mushy. Later, I went to do my own research. There are two main things, the first is to kill Zhou Yang
The man caught it."
Xie Jingchen said it lightly, but the process of arrest was really wasted.
There are too many people in the school, and Liu Zhi is very good at running, and he will use everything he sees to create obstacles to the arrest work.
The students didn't know what was going on, and when they saw a few plainclothes chasing people, they thought they were filming.
Thankfully, Liu Zhi didn't take hostages, so he didn't make too much trouble.
It's like hide and seek, and I chased people in school for an afternoon before I caught them.
At this time, I just took the police car to escort the person back, and I haven't had time to interrogate it yet.
Seeing the police car, the passing students realized that it didn't seem to be filming, and they were both scared and excited to spread gossip.
"Did you know that the police came to our school this afternoon?" "I don't know, what's the matter, tell me about it!" "I saw a little brother of a policeman who is very handsome today!"
The gossip spread, and Xie Jingchen, who remained in the school and did not leave, gained a lot of "voyeurism".
"Caught? It's fast." An Ruqiao didn't care too much about who killed Zhou Yang, but she remembered that this murderer had a bit of a grudge against her, so she didn't hear Zhou Yang's information.
poured a spoonful of scrambled eggs with tomatoes on top of the multigrain rice, and then put a piece of lotus root into his mouth, An Ruqiao continued, "By the way, do you prefer scrambled eggs with tomatoes or sweet?"
Xie Jingchen was led astray by her all of a sudden, and wondered, "Are the scrambled eggs with tomatoes still sweet?"
He had only heard of the sweet and salty controversy between tofu brain and zongzi, and it was the first time he had heard of the sweetness of scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
Xie Jingchen's words were a tacit acquiescence to his salty taste, and An Ruqiao was very satisfied. The taste is the same, saving the trouble of cooking in the future.
"I didn't know that before." An Ruqiao took the soup bibimbap with tomatoes and scrambled eggs, "Last time, when I was on a business trip, I ate a roadside restaurant, and their tomato scrambled eggs actually put sugar instead of salt. That tastes ......."
An Ruqiao thought about it for a moment and made an indescribable expression of disgust. However, the beauty who has lost the management of her expression is still a beauty.
Suddenly, the conversation changed, and An Ruqiao asked, "What's the second thing?"
Xie Jingchen was still following An Ruqiao's words just now, fantasizing about what the sweet tomato scrambled eggs with sugar tasted like, and he was suddenly pulled back to the topic, feeling his temples jump twice suddenly.
may be really tired, and his thinking is a little unfocused, otherwise he would not have been taken away by An Ruqiao all the time.
Rubbing his temples, Xie Jingchen returned to the second thing he hadn't said: "Su Ye is missing."
?
Su Ye is missing?
An Ruqiao put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand.
These RL people are really annoying.,They're looking for trouble.,One thing doesn't play and another thing.,It's annoying.。
The food she cooked carefully didn't taste as fragrant as it had just now.