Zhang Liuling waited quietly for Jiang Yue to get out of class here, and when it was three thirty in the afternoon, Zhang Liuling glanced at the time, and in his heart I thought that class should be over, but I thought that she might still have to go to class, so he could only continue to flip through the book in his hand.

Two hours later, Jiang Yue came back, after coming back, she directly pushed open the door and saw someone sitting in the living room, she stood at the door for a while, a happy smile flashed on her face, and she walked up to him: "Uncle Zhang."

Zhang Liuling saw her come back and got up from the sofa: "Class?"

Jiang Yue said, "Are you here to eat with me?"

Zhang Liuling had actually been waiting for her here for an afternoon, and he was supposed to leave at this time, but after thinking about it, he said, "I'll have a meal with you before leaving, but I can't go out to eat today."

Jiang Yue was puzzled.

He asked, "How about doing it at home?"

When Jiang Yue heard this, she thought for a few seconds and said, "I don't know how to cook."

This is the truth, she really doesn't know how to cook, and when she grows up to now, in addition to being able to eat, she can't even recognize the dishes cooked by the Jiang family's nanny.

Zhang Liuling said, "Of course I didn't expect you." After he said this, he took off his coat, revealing his slender upper body, and he rolled up his sleeves to expose his arms: "What lessons did you take today?"

Jiang Yue didn't expect him to conduct spot checks, so she immediately replied, "There is a cultural class, and there is also a still life class."

Zhang Liuling listened: "Still life class, how is the painting?"

"Of course it's good." She said quite confidently, as if no one could match her.

Zhang Liuling smiled lightly, I don't know why, obviously he is a very modest person, but he likes her little pride very much, like a little rose with thorns, which has not changed at all since she was a teenager.

At this time, there was a doorbell outside, and it was something ordered by Zhang Liuling.

These things were supposed to be ordered here to fill the refrigerator for her, but since she wanted to eat together, he had to use these ingredients.

And he said, "I'll show me your still life for today."

Jiang Yue's eyes flickered slightly, Zhang Liuling had already gone to the door to open the door, and the delivery man handed him the thing, he stretched out his hand to take it, said thank you, and signed it.

Jiang Yue walked up behind him and asked, "Uncle Zhang, did you order takeout?"

Zhang Liuling was wearing a turtleneck, and he looked at her with a faint look in his eyes: "No, it's the ingredients, I saw that your refrigerator was empty today, and I was going to fill it up for you, but considering that it was placed in your refrigerator, it may also be past the freshness period, so I decided to use it tonight."

After he finished signing, the delivery man left, and after he said that, he carried the ingredients into the kitchen.

Jiang Yue usually eats in school, except for sleeping, there is basically no other use function here, and the kitchen has not been used at all since the day she moved in, she followed him into the kitchen.

"But I only cook Western food, do you accept it?"

Jiang Yue was quite arrogant, and the person stood beside him and said, "Then I will reluctantly accept it."

"Reluctantly?"

"Yes." But when he said this, his eyes were already fixed on the ingredients in the bag.

"My Western food is pretty good." He looked into her gaze and smiled and said, "Is there anything you'd like to eat?"

Jiang Yue leaned back on the kitchen counter and thought, "I want to eat steak."

She was not polite at all and ordered directly.

"How's Wellington?"

"Can I have some drinks, then?"

Jiang Yue asked greedily on the side.

Zhang Liuling looked at her with low eyes.

Jiang Yue was leaning back on the kitchen counter, but when he looked down at her, she turned over and lay on the kitchen counter with her hands on her cheeks, standing with her bare feet and legs on the floor at will, she snorted lightly and said, "I won't even let me drink wine, then I won't eat steak."

She seemed to be protesting, making a fuss.

Zhang Liuling stood beside her, looked at her for a long time and said, "You can only drink red wine."

Jiang Yue's eyebrows lit up: "Really?"

Zhang Liuling

"Hmm." and then start preparing the ingredients and cutting and washing them.

Jiang Yue was still lying there in that posture, watching him prepare skillfully and gracefully.

Jiang Yue asked, "Do you often do it for Sister Shi Nian?"

She was a little unhappy and asked this sentence, like a little girl was jealous.

Zhang Liuling looked at her again: "I'm very busy, and I rarely have this time abroad."

"Really?"

Jiang Yue never knew what kind of life he and Shi Nian had in a foreign country, but the imagination in her mind was all love and harmony, cooking together.

Isn't this the kind of life that happens abroad?

Zhang Liuling is wearing a turtleneck, but she is wearing hot pants, of course, the upper body is a small sweater, and the matching is quite chaotic.

"I'm just on vacation at the moment, and I haven't taken a vacation in years." He looked at her for a long time, "Stand still, don't interfere with my cooking."

Jiang Yue moved, but stood beside him honestly, but she didn't leave the kitchen, and her eyes were still staring at him.

Zhang Liuling was quite helpless to her, so he could only skip her and quickly complete the things at hand.

Jiang Yue found that his cooking was more like an art, whether it was handling the ingredients, or steaming, every step, all the movements were quite elegant, and unhurried, Jiang Yue had never seen anyone cook, it was so pleasing to the eye.

Of course, what role does Jiang Yue play in this process, the obstruction, the touting, the hundred thousand whys, she is also very busy, she has never stopped at all, and she is even busier than the cook.

After this Western meal was ready, it was served on the table, Jiang Yue ran to open the wine, and her happy appearance made Zhang Liuling wonder if she had been waiting for a drink for a long time.

But she doesn't need to go to class today, and he can allow her to drink a glass of red wine.

Jiang Yue came out with two glasses of wine and sat down at the table, while Zhang Liuling had already sat down at the table.

She brought herself a glass of champagne and was about to give red wine to Zhang Liuling.

Zhang Liuling opened his mouth and said, "Give me the champagne."

Jiang Yue was unhappy, muttered a stingy sigh, so she gave him the champagne again, and she brought a glass of red to herself.

Zhang Liuling didn't plan to drink, after all, he still had to drive, but because she brought it over, and because today's atmosphere was really suitable for drinking, he took a sip of the glass of champagne.

The champagne was a bit high, and he felt it in his throat as soon as he took a sip.

Jiang Yue didn't sit down at all, he was still lying on his stomach in the kitchen, and he took a sip of red wine.

The two of them didn't even speak, they were silently sipping the wine.

When Zhang Liuling's glass of wine was halfway drunk, his eyes were slightly drunk, and he obviously had a little alcohol on his face.

But Jiang Yue still had most of the wine in her hand, she drank several sips, and suddenly got up from the table with the wine glass, she walked to him and looked at him for a long time, of course, Zhang Liuling was also looking at her.

The wine on his face was slightly drunk, and he looked at her quietly.

In the next second, Jiang Yue straddled his lap.

And Zhang Liuling's eyes narrowed.