Just do it, she started looking for the ingredients she needed, beef, carrots, and rice based on her memory. Fortunately, Mrs. Zhang always liked cooking, so many of the ingredients were readily available. She happily found these ingredients and sat down
I watched TV on the sofa for a while, some boring variety shows, which were nothing more than a certain actress marrying into a wealthy family, a certain actress working as a mistress, and a certain actress having her nude photos exposed in order to gain a position. It was so boring!
Unless these actresses in the entertainment industry have developed a pair of iron skin and iron bones, they will not be drowned by the public opinion.
She has never been interested in these gossips! A certain male host changed the topic and then spoke ambiguously, saying that there has been no gossip news about the single golden man in this city for a long time. Recently, our reporters have frequently photographed him and a new generation.
Sexy actresses behave ambiguously and even visit hotels, nightclubs and other entertainment venues.
It is said that he has a confidante. Could it be that this confidante has been abandoned by him, so he has been hanging around Hua Cong recently.
Now let's look at a set of pictures taken by reporters.
Qingge raised her head and looked at the time. It should be almost time. It would be dark when she was done. Didn't Du Yuchen say that he would come back early today? Then she would do more. She started from the sofa
She got up, and when she heard Du Chaochen's name being said on the TV, she was stunned subconsciously.
Who was that man who was hugging a sexy woman intimately but Du Liaochen? She suddenly fell back on the sofa, picked up the remote control, closed her eyes, turned off the TV tremblingly, pretended to be fine, walked to the kitchen, and started cooking.
Her beef rice.
Xia Qingge, it's okay. You have to be strong. Some of the things said on TV are true. Don't you always disbelieve the gossip? It's really okay. If you want to be sad, you are a real person.
Fool. The deep affection in that man's eyes doesn't look fake. Didn't he kiss you affectionately when he left? Didn't he ask you to wait for him to come back? It couldn't be fake?
But how to explain those intimate and ambiguous photos? How to explain his recent late return? She struggled in her heart and still cared about those ambiguous photos. So much so that after finishing the meal, she only ate a few small bites and then lay down on the sofa.
Fell asleep.
It was just eight o'clock in the evening when Du Qiaochen came back. This was the earliest time he had come back recently. Although the company was on holiday, the land he cooperated with Mitsui Group had always been his heartache. Once the New Year was over, it would be
Officially starting to invest, he spent a few days clearing the obstacles on the road. The mayor, secretary and other stumbling blocks had already easily agreed during the banquet. After all, who can't get along with money, power and beauty? Now there is only one year left.
Later, we had final negotiations with Mu.
He just likes everyone. Even the most difficult secretary is immersed in the gentle land. The figure of that new generation of sexy actress is really hot. It's a pity that even if she hinted so clearly tonight, he couldn't mention it.
To have some sexual interest. In the past, it was common for him to throw himself into the arms of beautiful women. Now, he would actually consider the feelings of the little woman at home, because he felt that he would be sorry for her if he did so.
He still remembered that when she bumped into him and Su Mei in Provence, her face was pale and bloodless, and she looked at her with trembling despair. That sad emotion tore not only herself, but also
his heart.
He has really changed! Maybe he should think carefully and it's time to stabilize.
Du Jiechen opened the door, and what came into view was Qingge's sleeping face. He could always find her easily, as if he had a telepathy, even if the large sofa blocked her figure.
Sure enough, she was nestled in a corner of the sofa, breathing evenly. There was a plate in front of her, and the same one on the opposite side, but with a different cover on it, which seemed to be prepared for him.
Realizing this made Du Liaochen very excited. He couldn't wait to take a spoonful and put it into his mouth. The corners of his mouth froze for a moment, and then he suddenly smiled.
Is this woman's cooking skills really bad? She mistook sugar for salt, put too much cooking wine, and that black thing was actually beef? Oh my God, he was now sure why there was so much left on the plate in front of her.
He took another spoonful, and although it was unpleasant, he still had difficulty swallowing it, because in addition to the mushy taste of food, he tasted a sweet taste.
"Isn't it delicious? Why don't you eat it?" Qingge woke up at some point and looked at the man feasting in front of him with a surprised look on his face. Didn't he eat? Otherwise, how could something be so hard to swallow?
He will eat it so delicious. Didn't Sister-in-law Zhang say that he is very picky about what he eats? It doesn't matter how cooked it is, it doesn't matter if it is cooked a little more or less.
"I can't even eat it myself!" She felt resentful and inferior.
"Is this what you have for dinner?" He looked at Zinge's calm and slightly pale face and asked worriedly. This woman is really worrying, shouldn't she be ordered to order takeout? Why are you so disobedient? After eating these things,
Can her stomach handle it? It's really ridiculous. No wonder her face looks so bad.
"I thought it was very simple, but who knew that the result would be different from Mrs. Zhang's." She also said it with reason and evidence. She was really a sharp-tongued little thing. Du Yuochen looked at her aggrieved look in a funny way.
Heavy words can't be said out loud.
"There's really nothing we can do about you. Well, just sit here and wait for a while." He stood up and strode towards the kitchen.
Qingge rubbed her feet. The little pudding was lying there sleeping next to her feet. She even put some rice in front of it. Who knew that it didn't even pay attention to it: "Smelly puppy, if he bullies me, you should bully me too."
I."
After a while, Du Jiaochen came out of the kitchen with two plates, and he could smell the aroma of the food from a distance. Qing Ge, a greedy little cat, was eager to try, and looked at Du Jiaochen in disbelief: "These are you
Cooked?" Her big eyes were full of disbelief that a person of his status could actually cook, and the food he cooked was delicious, even more delicious than the beef rice made by Mrs. Zhang.
Who would believe this?
Du Liaochen was not modest at all, he nodded calmly, and Qingge's jaw almost dropped in shock. Now it can be explained why he is usually so picky about food. It turns out that he hides it deeply!
"Worship me!" Du Qiaochen said shamelessly, put down the plate, picked up Qingge, and sat on his lap, breathing hotly.
Ah, Qingge exclaimed in surprise and was already trapped in his arms before he could struggle.
"Eat honestly and move, I'm going to do something bad." He just finished speaking in an evil tone.
"Ah, Qingge sneezed loudly. It was because what he said just now was too thought-provoking, or she was embarrassed by sneezing. In short, her face turned red.
"I'm sorry, I...you smell too good."
Qingge's obviously jealous expression made Du Qiaochen feel a little excited in his heart. He deliberately said it in an ambiguous way, wanting to see her jealous and caring: "Really? I went to the hotel with a woman today and accidentally did it.
Up."
He did go to the hotel with a woman, but he just sent her there. The secretary in the hotel room was still waiting. That woman actually seduced him nakedly and frankly said she wanted to go to bed with him. He didn't have that kind of habit.
, got entangled with a little porn star who had been with countless men, and then contracted AIDS, tsk tsk, and Du Liaochen's reputation was ruined.
"You...you are shameless, let me go...don't touch me." When Qingge heard about the hotel, her face turned red. Of course she knew what a place like a hotel meant, and it seemed that Du Caochen still had endless aftertaste.
With his face on his face, she angrily broke away from his restraint: "You are an animal that thinks with its lower body. You are not allowed to touch me, let go." Her nervousness and shame met his teasing smirk.
Her struggling and tearing unintentionally made his whole body tense and scorching hot. But the angry Qingge only focused on struggling randomly, forgetting that he was a normal man. Her acting like this was undoubtedly equivalent to setting himself on fire, making him
interest is even stronger.
The man groaned, breathing heavily and anxiously, and his hot breath sprayed on Qingge's rosy cheeks, "Woman, if you move around again, I'm going to do something bad. It was you who seduced me first." He looked at it with a smirk.
Qingge, whose face turned red and white, had a strong desire to eat her.
Qingge was so frightened by his strong reaction that he didn't dare to move. His eyes were lowered, not daring to look at his burning eyes.
"I just said that I was going to a hotel with a woman, and I didn't say that I would book a room with her. I just sent her there. Why are you so nervous and angry?" He had decided on her today, and he would not give an answer that satisfied him.
Let her go easily.
"How can I be nervous or angry? Don't be smart, I don't care. President Du is a famous playboy. Going to a hotel with a woman is nothing new. How dare I be angry?" She said sourly.
Yes, full of jealousy.
"You still say you're not angry, but you look like a completely jealous little woman now." He took the slender hand held by him, put it to his lips and kissed it: "But, I like it." Qingge wanted to withdraw his hand,
But she held him tightly.
"I like it when I see your jealous look. At least it shows that you care. For so long, I thought it was just wishful thinking on my part, and you avoided me like a wolf. I have so many uncertainties, no
Confident, but afraid to say it." Suddenly there was silence between the two people.
"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. I just went out to drink and eat. You know my character. How can I touch those women? Let's eat. It will be cold in a while." He put her on the sofa, bent down and touched her again.
Some rice was put on the plate for the little pudding.
Yes, he said that he would not touch unclean things. But what did he just say that he likes? He likes the way I look jealous?
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