Because of the nightmare in the afternoon, Ruan Xing couldn't sleep because of eating in the middle of the night, and his eyes were as wide as bells.
She simply got up and sorted out the design drawings she had made during this period.
I used to be far away and could work online, but now that I'm back, I definitely still have to report to Shengguang.
Halfway through finishing, Ruan Xingwan heard footsteps coming from the corridor, and then, the door of the next room was opened.
It should be Zhou Cishen who is back.
Ruan Xingwan subconsciously checked his phone, it was one o'clock in the morning.
When she was in Anqiao Long Street, she felt that the dog man was quite idle every day. Except for occasionally dealing with the documents sent by Lin Nan, he spent most of the rest of the time troublesome for her. Unexpectedly, he started to get busy when he returned to Nancheng.
After finishing packing, Ruan Xingwan felt a little hungry.
She opened the door to the room and went downstairs to the kitchen to find something to eat.
Ruan Xingwan looked at the food in the refrigerator and found it unappetizing, but fortunately there were many ingredients and she could make it herself.
Ruan Xingwan took out the chicken wings and potatoes and prepared to make chicken wings wrapped in potatoes.
The chicken wings have been washed in advance. She only needs to remove the bones and add cooking wine, then cut the potatoes into strips and stuff them into the pot for frying.
After all this is done, add water and simmer over low heat for twenty minutes.
Ruan Xingwan covered the pot, wiped his hands and turned around, when he saw Zhou Cishen leaning against the kitchen door with his hands in his trousers pockets, looking at her quietly.
"..."
When did the dog man come?
Zhou Cishen said quietly: "Didn't you eat enough at night?"
Ruan Xingwan shook his head: "I'm full, but I'm hungry again."
After speaking, Ruan Xingwan was afraid that the doggy man would ridicule her for eating too much, so she tentatively added: "It's already 1:00, so a midnight snack isn't too much, right?"
Zhou Cishen stepped forward with long legs, pulled out the chair at the dining table and sat down: "You are full and hungry, and you are about to have a midnight snack, but I haven't had lunch yet.
What do you think?"
Ruan Xingwan: "..."
It’s not like she didn’t let him eat, so how could she still feel it?
Ruan Xingwan, based on the principle that people have to bow their heads when they are under the eaves, reluctantly asked: "Whatever you want to eat that week, I will cook it for you."
Anyway, she is still standing here.
Zhou Cishen said: "It's up to you."
Ruan Xingwan reopened the refrigerator and took a quick look around. No matter what he did, it was quite time-consuming.
Moreover, he didn't even eat lunch, and you couldn't give him spicy food, otherwise he would get a stomachache.
Ruan Xingwan finally took out two eggs and prepared to make egg custard.
This should be ready at the same time as his chicken wings and potatoes.
After beating the eggs and putting them in the pot to steam, Ruan Xingwan looked at the man sitting at the dining table: "Why don't Mr. Zhou go upstairs and wait, and I'll bring them to you?"
"Am I hindering you here?"
Ruan Xingwan curled his lips and said nothing.
Wait for the time to pass by minute by minute.
After a while, Zhou Ci said seriously: "You can't smell oil smoke, right?"
"Ah..." Ruan Xingwan came back to his senses, "This level is fine, and it depends on the situation. As long as he doesn't make trouble for me, it will be fine."
Of course, the most important thing is that not only is she hungry, but the little one in her belly is also hungry.
Zhou Ci glanced deeply at her belly and said nothing else.
Ruan Xingwan touched his nose and continued to look at the fire.
She knew that Zhou Cishen didn't like the child in her belly. Being able to let her go until now was his only conscience, and she couldn't ask for anything else.
After a while, twenty minutes arrived.
Ruan Xingwan opened the lid of the pot, and the aroma instantly filled the entire kitchen.
After she sprinkled the chicken wings with sesame seeds and green onions, she put the chicken wings on the plate with chopsticks.
Ruan Xingwan went to bring out the egg custard again, put sesame oil and sprinkled with green onions, and placed it in front of Zhou Cishen: "That's it, eat it."
Zhou Ci lowered his eyes and glanced at the food in front of him, then at the food on her plate: "Ruan Xingwan, did you do this on purpose?"
Ruan Xingwan had just picked up a chicken wing, and before she could bite it, she heard his voice, followed his line of sight, looked down at her plate, and then at his.
"..."
The egg custard in front of him was a bit bland compared to her chicken wings.
It seems that the difference is somewhat obvious.
"Haha, didn't Mr. Zhou say you didn't have lunch? You can't eat spicy and greasy food, otherwise you will have a stomachache."
Zhou Cishen glanced at her and said in a calm tone, with no emotion at all: "You understand so clearly, it seems you have a stomachache."
Ruan Xingwan: "..."
Why should a dog man bring up old good things again?
He did it on purpose, right?
Ruan Xingwan got up and got another plate, took out half of the chicken wings, and pushed it in front of Zhou Cishen: "If Mr. Zhou wants to eat it so much, you can eat this after you finish the egg custard."
Hearing this, Zhou Cishen was dissatisfied and said, "When did I say I wanted to eat it?"
"Maybe I misunderstood. Even if Mr. Zhou doesn't eat..."
Just as Ruan Xingwan was about to pull the plate back, Zhou Cishen gave her a cold look.
A man who talks a lot but doesn't mean what he means.
The corners of her lips curled up, she coughed, and said seriously: "Mr. Zhou, eat quickly, it will get cold in a while."
After saying that, Ruan Xingwan left him alone and ate her own food. She was about to starve to death.
After she was full, she stretched out comfortably.
Seeing that the chicken wings on Zhou Cishen's plate were not moved, she couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Zhou, aren't you going to eat them?"
Zhou Cishen said: "Are you full?"
"full……"
"Then why do you care so much?"
Ruan Xingwan: "..."
The dog bit Lu Dongbin.
Ruan Xingwan didn't want to pay attention to him, washed his own tableware and went upstairs.
Zhou Cishen pinched his nose bones and sat there wondering what he was thinking. It took him a long time before he got up and left.
…
The next day, when Ruan Xing got up late, Zhou Cishen had already left. When she was about to go out after breakfast, the driver hurriedly came forward: "Madam, let me see you off."
Ruan Xingwan said: "No need, I myself..."
She just went to work, so there was no need to go to such trouble.
"Mr. Zhou has told me that if Madam goes out, let me see you off."
Ruan Xingwan breathed out: "Okay."
Ruan Xingwan could think of what kind of reasoning that dog man could use to talk to her if she didn't agree.
But this car was too eye-catching, so Ruan Xingwan asked the driver to stop at the intersection in front of Shengguang. The driver seemed to want to say something more, but Ruan Xingwan was very insistent, so he could only give up.
"Then I'll wait nearby, madam."
With that said, regardless of whether Ruan Xingwan answered or not, he quickly got in the car and ran away.
Ruan Xingwan took a breath, turned around and walked in the direction of Sheng Guang.
On the opposite street, Wen Qian watched this scene from a distance, her brows furrowed, and the disdain and disdain in her eyes became more obvious. She knew that Ruan Xingwan's aloof look was all fake, and he just wanted to
A person who is willing to sell his body for money and is determined to climb up the ladder with all his strength.