Qiao Jing was stunned for a moment. Before she could speak, Zhan Qi Pei had already let go of her.
After Zhan Qipei took a few steps back, she noticed the man's somewhat unhappy expression.
She hesitated for a moment, pursed her red lips, and slowly said:
"I'm not very full. I want to eat more. Also, didn't I say you don't have to cook my rice?"
Although she and Zhan Nanqing had already eaten at night, fortunately, she usually didn't eat much at night. It wouldn't be impossible to eat a little more now.
Mainly because she saw this look on the man's face, so she couldn't help but feel soft.
Hearing what Qiao Jing said, Zhan Qipei's gloomy eyes lit up, and he took Qiao Jing's wrist to the kitchen.
“If you want to do it, just do it.”
Without Qiao Jing to have dinner with him, it is no exaggeration to say that today's dinner felt like chewing wax and tasteless.
Qiao Jing glanced at the insulated lunch boxes that Zhan Qi Pei took out and placed one by one on the table, and raised her forehead helplessly.
"Why so many? Did you just make them?"
She thought that the rice Zhan Qi Pei mentioned was specially left for her. However, it turned out that these dishes were freshly prepared and were still steaming out. They were not the kind that were placed in a thermos box.
The dish became a little cold after a while.
Zhan Qipei nodded, washed a pair of clean chopsticks, and handed them to Qiao Jing.
"Well, when you came back, I happened to turn off the lights in the kitchen and prepare to go back to the living room."
In fact, after he finished eating, he turned off the lights in the living room, sat in the kitchen, and searched for recipes for pregnant women on the Internet.
But some of them he had never tried before, and the steps were a bit complicated, so he made a few mistakes several times, causing him to stay in the kitchen until now.
Hearing this, Qiao Jing finally figured out why the lights at home were turned off. She looked at the sumptuous dishes in the lunch box and rubbed her eyebrows with a headache.
On the premise that she had already eaten, she really couldn't eat so much by herself.
After hearing Qiao Jing's words, Zhan Qipei pursed his thin lips and stared directly at the woman with his dark eyes, which were filled with incomprehensible emotions.
"Then where do you think I went?"
Qiao Jing came to the dining table and sat down, with a somewhat troubled look on her face, and answered Zhan Qi Pei's questions casually.
"Work overtime at the company, or outside."
What worries her now is how to eat all these meals, there are too many.
Zhan Qipei frowned and said with a very serious expression:
"I won't go out casually at night. I want to be at home with you."
His current life has been occupied by Qiao Jing for a large part, and he does not want to let other things occupy his life besides women and work.
He just wants to work hard and make money for his wife.
After hearing Zhan Qipei's words, Qiao Jing slowly raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on the man's face filled with determination.
"Why do you have to stay at home with me? You can also do your own things."
She didn't want her to occupy a large part of the man's life before she and Zhan Qi Pei were officially together.
She wanted Zhan Qi Pei to be free and not always hang around her.
Zhan Qipei pursed his thin lips tightly and stared at Qiao Jing for a long time before speaking slowly.
"No reason, I just want to be with you."
Before he met Qiao Jing, his life was filled with work, nothing but work.
It wasn't until he met Qiao Jing that his life slowly began to become richer, so he cherished the time he spent with women.
Qiao Jing's hand holding the chopsticks paused, her eyebrows lowered, making her emotions unclear.
Finally, she collected all the food and put it in the refrigerator.
"I'll eat it tomorrow. There are too many of these. I can't finish them."
She used to think that this bitch Zhan Qi Pei was too clingy, and of course she felt the same now.
But when I heard Zhan Qipei say that he only wanted to be with him, his heartbeat actually skipped a beat.
Why does this sentence sound like a confession?
Zhan Qipei didn't say anything more, but stood up and followed Qiao Jing, following her all the way to the door of the other party's bedroom.
Qiao Jing felt that Zhan Qi Pei was following him the whole time and stopped in front of the room door.
"What are you following me for?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the man's familiar aura hit her overwhelmingly again, wrapping her tightly in it.
Zhan Qipei was buried between Qiao Jing's neck. When he raised his eyes, he saw the woman's small earlobes, which were glowing with a faint pink color at the moment.
There was a trace of forbearance in his eyes, and finally he couldn't help but move close to the woman's earlobe, put his warm lips to it, and gently stroked it.
When she felt a warm touch coming from her earlobe, Qiao Jing's body stiffened suddenly, and then a numbness spread throughout her body.
Just when she was about to push Zhan Qi Pei away, a man's deep voice came from her ear.
"Promise me you won't go home so late next time."
Qiao Jing's hand that was about to push the person paused. She actually heard a hint of grievance in Zhan Qi Pei's words. What was going on?
But she couldn't see Zhan Qipei's expression at this moment, and could only imagine the man's aggrieved expression, like an abandoned stray dog.
This made her couldn't help but feel soft, her red lips parted slightly, and she agreed.
"good."
What Qiao Jing didn't know was that after hearing her words, Zhan Qipei raised the corners of his lips without a trace of aggrievedness on his face.
He knew that Qiao Jing was willing to accept soft things rather than hard words. If he tried to force things like he did before, it would definitely not work.
On the contrary, if his attitude softens, Qiao Jing will agree to him. Now is the best example.
He was in a happy mood for only a few seconds, but was pushed away by Qiao Jing the next second.
Qiao Jing reached out and touched her earlobe, feeling glad that Zhan Qi Pei, a bitch, didn't bite her, but just kissed her gently, otherwise her earlobe would definitely be wet now.
"Zhan Qipei, are you really a dog? When will you get rid of your habit of chewing on people without saying a word? Forget it, I won't come back so late if there is nothing to do. You can go back to your room."
Zhan Qi Pei did not leave immediately, but stared directly at Qiao Jing with his dark eyes.
Qiao Jing met Zhan Qi Pei's eyes and understood the restraint and impulse suppressed in the man's eyes at the moment. She twitched the corner of her mouth speechlessly.
She was too lazy to talk to this bitch anymore, so she went directly back to her room and closed the door.
We are all adults, so we naturally understand some things. If she stays here any longer, she might do something else based on the current state of that bitch Zhan Qi Pei.