7183. Chapter 7183 Hitting Jing Jiaren on the head
Jing Jiaren watched him for a while, and saw that he was just concentrating on killing the enemy, and a bomb flew across the screen.
Thinking of Gong Zihua obediently coming to her door as a "hostage", Jing Jiaren felt very sorry, so she said on the phone that she would cook food for him. It was a kind of compensation, otherwise she would feel very ashamed.
Jing Jiaren patted him on the shoulder: "Then I'm going to the kitchen. If you don't like it, I'll let the servant do it."
No response.
Jing Jiaren stared at him sideways: "Ximen Longting?"
"Um."
"Did you hear what I said?"
"You can do whatever you want, you don't need to ask my opinion." Ximen Longting said without raising his head.
Ximen Longting didn't even say that it was such a good opportunity, so let the servant do it. It was really weird.
In the end, Jing Jiaren didn't go to the kitchen and asked the servants to cook a sumptuous meal. Gong Zihua couldn't eat it anyway, right?
Jing Jiaren was placing the dishes and chopsticks when suddenly a hand flicked her head.
Jing Jiaren turned around and glared at Gong Zihua: "Do you have ADHD?"
"Tch, you are just a child."
"You came just in time, dinner is just about to begin."
"Did you cook this for me?" Gong Zihua stretched out his hand, picked up a sparerib and threw it into his mouth, chewing it. "My craftsmanship is average, third in the world."
Seeing him reaching out to twist again, Jing Jiaren clapped his hand over: "There are chopsticks, don't you know how to use them? Have you washed your hands?"
"You're still so verbose."
"Can you change your bad habits? Don't bring them here."
Would Ximen Longting still be willing to touch the dishes he had twisted with his hands if he knew about it?
Jing Jiaren remembers that Gong Zihua ate like the Japanese invaders entering the village and raiding the village. He liked to nibble on everything from pig trotters to chicken wings. Among all the men Jing Jiaren knew, he was the one who disliked using chopsticks the least.
man.
Gong Zihua also said shamelessly that there is no need for such extraneous things as chopsticks. Everything is best eaten with your hands.
When Jing Jiaren heard this, she remembered a joke, to deal with such a person - treat him to hot pot.
Jing Jiaren just didn't pay attention, Gong Zihua picked up another piece of beef and threw it into his mouth.
Jing Jiaren slapped his hand again: "You just don't listen when I tell you not to use your hands, right?"
"Ahem, Miss Jing." Wilson's awkward voice attracted their attention.
Jing Jiaren turned around and saw Ximen Longting sitting down on the chair - when did this man appear without making a sound? Normally he would have called Jing Jiaren.
Gong Zihua took the opportunity to catch another oyster. Unexpectedly, the shell was still very hot. He tossed it in his hand a few times, slid out and hit Jing Jiaren on the head.
"Gong Zihua!!!" Jing Jiaren pressed her forehead, angry.
"Damn it, it's hot, it's hot! Do you want to burn me to death?" He put the burned finger into his mouth and sucked it.
"..."
"This is definitely a deliberate murder!" Gong Zihua stared at Ximen Longting, "Please take care of your wife!"
"Look after yourself. Go wash your hands quickly. You look like you came out of a refugee village." Jing Jiaren took a piece of paper towel and wiped away the grease. Gong Zihua was the only one who didn't pay attention to her image. She knew no one else.
Handsome guys are very elegant when eating.
"Miss Jing is familiar with him?" Wilson's eyes indicated, "It's been a while since the young master has been here."
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