When the sleepy Song Meiyue heard someone's magnetic voice, she suddenly woke up. There was an inexplicable emotion between her brows. She bit her plump red lips, tried hard to control the surging mood in her heart, and raised her head.
His hand gently pressed a button.
"Wait a moment."
As soon as the words fell,
Song Meiyue ran back to the sofa anxiously, picked up her mobile phone and used the reflection of the mirror to observe her appearance at the moment. Because she had slept on the sofa, her hair was a bit messy at the moment, and she looked like a sloppy woman. This threesome
The eleven-year-old strong woman was completely depressed.
She didn't want to appear in front of someone with this image, but it was too late to sort it out, and someone was still waiting in front of the door.
what to do?
How about not wearing a hat?
Although wearing a hat in the house is a bit weird, it's better than such a messy image, right?
at the same time,
Jiang Qi was standing at the gate, holding a bag of vegetables in his hand, standing there alone. In fact, he didn't want to come. But there was nothing he could do. His mother was urging him hard, threatening him with death to make him go to someone.
Do lunch.
"what's the situation?"
"Does it take that long to open the door?"
Just as Jiang Qi muttered, he saw the door slowly opening from the inside, and Song Meiyue appeared in front of her wearing homely clothes, a white loose T-shirt paired with pink loose wide-leg pants, which looked simple.
The refreshing feeling, especially in such loose clothes, can still show that amazing mind. You can imagine how proud that figure is.
"Aunt Song, I'm here to make lunch for you." Jiang Qi said with a smile.
"oh"
Song Meiyue nodded her head expressionlessly, then stepped aside and said lightly: "Come in."
Jiang Qi walked into the villa carrying vegetables and asked doubtfully while changing into slippers: "Why are you still wearing a hat in the house?"
"It has nothing to do with you."
"Cook your food well." Song Meiyue pursed her lips and walked towards the second floor. Then she said without saying anything, "I'm going to the bedroom."
As soon as the words fell,
After leaving Jiang Qi behind, he went upstairs alone.
Looking at her leaving figure, Jiang Qi frowned. Why did he feel that she looked a little strange today? But he couldn't say what was strange about her. Anyway, she was just different from her usual self.
in the bedroom,
Song Meiyue was sitting in front of the dressing table, dressing herself up carefully, even washing her hair. When the application on her face was finished, she picked up an expensive lip gloss, looked at herself in the mirror, and suddenly fell into
In confusion and helplessness.
She actually dressed up deliberately for him.
never mind,
We’ve already come this far, so we can’t give up halfway, right?
Song Meiyue curled her lips, unscrewed the lip gloss in her hand, gently applied it on her plump red lips, then sipped it and instantly her whole temperament improved.
Looking at herself in the mirror, Song Meiyue's heart became a little overflowing, and she began to have random thoughts in her mind. After a while, she shook her head vigorously, throwing all those ridiculous and absurd thoughts behind her.
"Why"
"It would be fine if I wasn't sister Yaling's best friend." Song Meiyue sighed deeply.
but
If I hadn't been Sister Yaling's best friend, I probably wouldn't have met him, right?
never mind,
That’s it, it’s so annoying!
Then Song Meiyue untied her shower cap, picked up her hair dryer, quickly dried her hair, and applied some fluffy hair to make her hair looser, thereby adding to her mature temperament.
just ended,
I heard someone shouting from downstairs.
"dinner time!"
"Aunt Song is ready for dinner!"
Song Meiyue stood up slowly, walked out of her bedroom, and strolled downstairs. As soon as she walked downstairs, an alluring aroma hit her face.
Jiang Qi hurriedly walked out of the kitchen with a plate of tofu. When he placed the plate of tofu on the dining table, he raised his head and glanced at someone who was eating. A look of surprise suddenly flashed across his face.
have to say,
Although the thirty-one-year-old Song Meiyue looks very young, her experience in the workplace has created her mature temperament. The years, like running water, have washed away all the publicity in her body, leaving only the composure and calmness after seeing the world.
.
Especially from her elegant manners, you can inadvertently smell the sexy and delicate fragrance that is unique to mature women. This is not a smell. It is a feeling from the inside out, a feeling that comes from the inside out.
The feeling deep inside my heart overflows continuously.
Looking at someone's astonished expression, Song Meiyue felt very happy. She suppressed the small joy in her heart and walked towards the dining table without changing her expression. She took a look at the dishes he cooked. There were three dishes, two meat dishes and one vegetable dish, which was considered an international dish.
Come standard.
Facing the two meat dishes, Song Meiyue was not very interested. She focused on the plate of tofu.
"Is there any mystery behind this tofu?" Song Meiyue asked.
"This?"
"This is called Jiang Shilang Tofu." Jiang Qi handed her the chopsticks and taught her about Jiang Shilang Tofu.
"Tofu. Peel both sides, cut each piece into eight small pieces, then dry it slightly, sear it with lard, sprinkle a little salt, turn over and turn over a large glass of white wine, 18 large shrimps, and a small cup of autumn oil.
Roll it once, add a pinch of sugar, roll it again, add about half an inch of scallions, cut into 120 sections, and then slowly remove from the pot." Jiang Qi replied with a smile.
Song Meiyue glanced at this man. She would not believe that this ordinary tofu could be so complicated and exquisite. What about eighteen large shrimps, half an inch of scallions, cut into one hundred and twenty sections?
They are all filled with added content and are nothing more than a way to show off your hard work.
He gently picked up a piece of tofu, slowly brought it to his mouth, raised his plump and red mouth, blew it gently a few times, and then carefully put it into his mouth.
for a time,
A trace of surprise flashed across her cold face. At this time, Song Meiyue's taste buds had been conquered by this small piece of tofu.
No way?
Why is it so delicious?
I absolutely love his tofu.
"Is it delicious?"
"Let me tell you, I carefully selected this tofu and ingredients at the vegetable market." Jiang Qi smiled, picked up the chopsticks, and put a piece of braised pork into his mouth.
Song Meiyue didn't speak. She sat there quietly eating Jiang Qi's tofu. While her taste buds were constantly being stimulated by the delicious food, her brain started to engage in random thoughts. She quietly raised her head and looked at him sitting next to her.
"you"
"Why did you come here?" Song Meiyu asked softly, her tone still cold.
"of course"
The words stopped abruptly. Jiang Qi looked at Song Meiyue beside him and held back the words he was about to blurt out.
When I wrote this, God said in Maomao’s ears: It’s time to break the chapter.