Shi Ying walked over and opened the window. When she turned around, she saw the eyes of a certain nymphomaniac who was obsessed with spring. He glanced sideways at her: "What do you want to do now?"
"Aunt Wu asked me not to do strenuous exercise." She glanced at him secretly: "Watching TV or watching a movie? Are you hungry? I'll ask the servant to make you your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs, okay?"
Jiajia pouted slightly, like a child deprived of her freedom, and said with a depressed look: "It's a pity that my feet hurt, otherwise I could personally cook for you and cook your favorite food."
"I have eaten. I ate with the principal."
"Oh..." Jiajia rushed over and pulled the pillow over and muttered: "If I had known you were coming to school, I would have gone to take advantage of the meal. I originally planned to have a late-night snack with my roommate after the performance, but we ended up having dinner for a late-night snack.
I haven’t eaten yet, I’m a little hungry now.”[
Shi Ying spat harshly, walked over and turned on the TV, flipped to the sports channel at random, pulled up the lounge chair and leaned on it lazily, and asked disdainfully: "Look at your little income, you spent almost four hundred on me in a few days.
Wandu is willing to give up, but he can’t give up a dinner? Still thinking about ripping off the shop owner while he’s hungry and waiting for midnight snack?”
Jiajia looked like one.
Well, Shi Ying guessed it right.
She had two roommates who were Chinese, and I heard they were from Sichuan. She encouraged them not to eat dinner, but after the performance, she took them to a Chinese restaurant to eat slices of fish. They were hungry and had a big meal. It was very cost-effective.
Thumbs up.
It's rare for her roommate to be so excited. How could she have the nerve to refuse everyone's little fun? Of course she wants to participate in it. Otherwise, how can she get along with her roommate if she is too isolated?
"Whatever you want to eat, let the servants do it. Don't sit here in a daze. Where did the wandering mind go?"
"I want to eat the black pepper steak at the intersection of Eyre Street. Can you go and buy it for me?" Jiajia opened her longing eyes, and Shi Ying stared at the TV. Without turning her head, she dialed the phone directly.
: "Liuliu, go to the restaurant at the intersection of Alger and buy a black pepper steak and a lemon and honey milkshake. Within ten minutes."
After he was done, he made another call: "Xiaosi, cancel all my evening activities and go to the apartment to bring my violin to Lei's house."
Huangfu Jiajia's hope that Shi Ying would personally buy her something to eat was shattered. The expression on her face cracked, but she did not continue her extravagant request.
Forget it, she secretly thought, it was rare for him to be here with her, so since there were steps, just hurry down and forget it, she might accidentally fall to death if she stood so high.
…
Liuliu and Xiaosi arrived almost at the same time. When the steak was delivered to Jiajia's mouth, it was still steaming slightly, and she ate it deliciously.
The man was sitting in front of the bed, with the faint moonlight falling on his profile. He was like a superb artist, playing a piece of violin leisurely and contentedly. The song was "Little Swan". The bedroom was very quiet and harmonious. It was disharmonious.
It was a phone ringing tone that suddenly interrupted the beautiful melody.
Jiajia glanced at the caller ID and almost bit her tongue in panic. She didn't want to answer the phone at all, but she couldn't hang up the phone so obviously in front of Shi Ying.
She put down the knife and fork in her hand and gritted her teeth: "Hello?...What?...Oh, you called the wrong number...Haha, it's okay, I don't mind."
After slamming the phone shut, Jiajia secretly breathed a sigh of relief.