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During the time when Ji Ziming and Pei Ge stared at each other with big eyes, Zhang Manhua fried three new dishes very quickly.

"Gege, come in and serve the dishes~" After Zhang Manhua finished dinner, he called Pei Ge in the kitchen.

"Oh, here we are."

Peige, who was sitting in the living room, heard his mother's voice, answered loudly, and got up from the sofa.

After Ji Ziming watched Pei Ge stand up, he also stood up from the sofa.

"What are you doing?" Pei Ge looked at Ji Ziming inexplicably, and glared at Ji Ziming suspiciously.

"Serve you food." Ji Ziming said softly to Pei Ge.

Pei Ge listened to Ji Ziming's words, shook his head funny, and refused: "Forget it, you better sit." You, the eldest young master, look like a person who has never served the dishes, don't be clumsy and spill the dishes when the time comes. ”

Listening to Peige's words, President Ji Da was immediately unhappy!

Who said he hadn't served the food anymore! Who said that! Recently, he has been learning cooking with He Lao, and he has not served too many plates and pots!

How could he be clumsy!

So, after Ji Ziming glanced at Pei Ge indifferently, he crossed Pei Ge and walked towards the kitchen.

Pei Ge looked at Ji Ziming's appearance, pursed his lips speechlessly, and hurriedly chased after him.

"I said that the eldest young master, there is really no need for you to serve such a thing."

But Ji Ziming, who was walking in front, completely ignored Peige's words, and walked indifferently, Ji Ziming, who had a pair of long legs, walked into the kitchen in three or two steps.

This small kitchen can only accommodate two people at most, but after Ji Ziming came in, the kitchen instantly became crowded.

"Xiao Ji, why did you come in?" After Zhang Manhua watched Ji Ziming come in, the expression on his face was slightly stunned, and then he rushed Ji Ziming over.

"Mom, this Young Master Ji said he was here to help you serve food." Pei Ge, who came in after Ji Ziming, said with Zhang Manhua funny.

Ji Ziming listened to Pei Ge's salutation, and frowned slightly.

Zhang Manhua listened to Peige's words and laughed.

Looking at Ji Ziming's gaze, it was very soft, "For such a thing as serving food, just let Gege come, you just go to the living room and sit and wait for the meal." ”

"I'll do it." Ji Ziming's lips pursed slightly, and he said coldly.

Why can't he serve food, one or two, they all look down on him so much.

Ji Ziming's competitiveness suddenly rose.

Zhang Manhua looked at Ji Ziming's insistent appearance, shook his head with a smile, and said, "Okay then." ”

As he spoke, Zhang Manhua pointed to the two dishes on the kitchen counter and asked Ji Ziming to serve them.

Ji Ziming looked at Zhang Manhua's instructions, didn't say a word, and walked over, holding a plate with two hands, one hand, holding the dishes, turning around and leaving.

"Gege, you don't get out of the way, don't get in the way of Xiao Ji." Zhang Manhua looked at Ji Ziming's steady appearance, and nodded with satisfaction.

It's really not easy, as the president of a company, being a guest at someone else's house, he can still put down his body to serve food, he is really a good man, worthy of trust!

How did Pei Ge know that Ji Ziming was just serving a plate of food, and her mother's psychology had so many twists and turns.

"Oh."

After Pei Ge exited the kitchen, his eyes stared at Ji Ziming.

It's pretty good!

Pei Ge smiled and muttered in her heart, although she didn't understand why Ji Ziming rushed to serve the food, but she was quite comfortable looking at Ji Ziming's appearance now.

After a lot of hard work by the three of them, the table in the dining room was soon full of food.

"Xiao Ji, Auntie didn't know that you would come today, so there are no dishes at home. Auntie made these dishes casually, don't you mind. Zhang Manhua looked at the pair of young men and women sitting opposite her with a smile, and the more she looked, the more she felt that her daughter and Ji Ziming were really a good match.

Ji Ziming looked at the three dishes in front of him, which were obviously freshly fried, and his face softened slightly.

"It's nothing, these dishes are just right." Ji Ziming said to Zhang Manhua very politely.

Pei Ge looked at Ji Ziming's well-behaved appearance, and suddenly found that this annoying ghost was very obedient every time he saw her mother, and he was not so domineering when facing her.

"Cut~" is really good at pretending.

Pei Ge silently complained in his heart.

"Alright, let's eat." Zhang Manhua picked up the chopsticks with a smile and motioned to Ji Ziming, who was sitting opposite her, to eat.

Ji Ziming nodded, then picked up the chopsticks in his hand and sandwiched them towards the plate of fried yam with fungus.

Seeing that Ji Ziming seemed to be very satisfied with eating, Pei Ge couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

Isn't this nasty guy picky?

After a moment of doubt, Peig put the question behind her, and she ate her supper very cheerfully.

"Mom, the sweet potato porridge you made today is really delicious~ sweet and fragrant~" Pei Ge grunted and drank two bowls of porridge before eating other dishes.

Ji Ziming, who was sitting next to Pei Ge, looked at Pei Ge's appearance of drinking sweet potato porridge so much, silently wrote it down in his heart, and then slowly tasted the sweet potato porridge one bite at a time.

Well, it tastes really good.

Ji Ziming, who drank sweet potato porridge for the first time, didn't feel that he drank a few more sips.

After eating dinner, Ji Ziming's information on Pei Ge added a few dishes that Pei Ge liked to eat.

And the sweet potato porridge among them is even more in love with Ji Ziming.

"Xiao Ji, is the food okay?" Zhang Manhua looked at Ji Ziming, who was not a picky eater at all, and his smiling eyes narrowed together.

"Yes, it's delicious." Ji Ziming replied lightly, but he could hear that he was very sincere.

"Hehe~ Next time I come to my aunt's house for dinner, I have to tell my aunt in advance, and when the time comes, my aunt will cook my best dish for you." Zhang Manhua said with a smile.

Pei Ge sat aside, looking at his mother and Ji Ziming talking happily, and pursed his lips speechlessly.

"Okay, Mom, it's not early, Mr. Ji has to go to work tomorrow, you, don't be chatting with him. He is a busy man, millions of dollars per minute, don't waste his time. ”

Listening to Pei Ge's words, Zhang Manhua suddenly glared at Pei Ge, "You kid, talk well." ”

However, although Zhang Manhua reprimanded Pei Ge, he really noticed that it was not early, so he stopped chatting with Ji Ziming.

"Okay, Xiao Ji, it's not too early, you should go back early."

"Gege, you send Xiao Ji."