The visitor hung on Ning Qing like an octopus, and fled towards Ning Qing shamelessly.
Being attacked suddenly, even though Ning Qing was prepared, she almost lost her footing.
The only one who dares to treat Ning Qing like this is Zhang Ningjing, the little devil king of the Zhang Group.
With a dark face, Ning Qing directly pushed away his pouting mouth on purpose, and threw him on the sofa without mercy: "Your skin is itchy, right? Believe it or not, I will call your ancestor immediately and reveal that you have fooled around and returned to China." news?"
With that said, he picked up the phone and was about to dial.
Zhang Ningjing was so frightened that he hurriedly begged for mercy, stretching and bending: "Oh, sir, please forgive me, Boss Ning, please forgive me. I know I was wrong, and I will apologize to you."
Saying that, the whole person lay down on the large sofa directly, and made a standard five-body throwing posture.
Feng Ming and another gentle-looking man came in with big bags and small bags. Seeing Zhang Ningjing being so shameless, they all ignored him by coincidence.
"Huh? Where's sister-in-law?" The gentle-looking man put down his big bag and started looking for someone everywhere.
Fengming smiled and pointed to the kitchen with the sound of cooking: "It's over there, why are you going to the master bedroom?"
Zhang Ningjing was mean, whistling obscenely: "After all, our boss is the legendary male dog with a small waist..."
The male dog with a small waist is extremely brave, and my sister-in-law will never get out of bed! Their first reaction was that the sister-in-law was still in the bedroom.
Feng Ming: "Even if he's in the bedroom, if you two are so reckless, if you watch something you shouldn't, you won't be afraid of being cut by President Ning!"
Ning Qing took a knife out of nowhere, and smiled sinisterly: "Go ahead."
The three of them were very cute in an instant, and each returned to the sofa and sat down, "Don't be like this, we are not joking, hehe..."
Only then did Ning Qing nod her head in satisfaction: "In the end."
It was too lively outside, even if Wen Rou wanted to ignore it.
Quickly tidy up the kitchen, Wen Rou went out with the cooked soup.
Ning Qing saw it, and hurried over to help: "Let me do it, you are so small, what should you do if you get burned?"
As he said that, he took the cauldron in an extremely virtuous manner, and turned his head to command the people who were sitting in a gloomy manner: "What are you still doing, hurry up and help!"
The face-changing speed is amazing.
The three of them were dumbfounded, and hurried over to help, Zhang Ningjing took the opportunity to go to Ruan Rou with two plates of meat dishes: "Sister-in-law, my name is Zhang Ningjing, sister-in-law can call me little brother or Xiaojing!"
Rourou was complaining that Ning Qing didn't give them a chance to introduce each other. At this moment, Zhang Ningjing came up with a playful smile, looking very enthusiastic.
Gentle smiled back: "Hello, Xiaojing, I heard Ning Qing mention you earlier, when I saw you today, you are indeed a talented person, handsome and striking."
Zhang Ning's eyes lit up, and he was flattered: "How did Brother Ning really praise me?"
Brother Ning has been beating him all the time, but he has never said anything handsome about him!
Facing such a pair of bright eyes.
Gentle: "..." Not really.
She didn't change her face: "Really."
Zhang Ningjing smiled with all his white teeth showing, looking silly and mean.
Ning Qing walked into the kitchen, pushed away someone who was smirking politely, took the bowls and chopsticks, and said softly and sweetly: "Come on, let's go out, don't talk to idiots."
Then she went out with her arms in her arms.
Zhang Ningjing: "...Wait, Ning Qing, tell me clearly!"
Not forgetting to pick up the vinegar, he hurriedly chased it out.
Ning Qing doesn't have many friends, except for Fengming, there are only two of them.
He put his arms around his gentle waist, possessive and domineering and said: "This is my wife, you know her, the most beautiful one on TV is my wife, you can just call her sister-in-law!"
"Fengming needs no introduction, you guys know each other well."
Then he pointed to Zhang Ningjing, whose hair was so arrogant that he seemed to be breaking the sky: "Zhang Ningjing, a bad young master, is still a minor. Although he is arrogant and domineering outside, he is actually a baby who looks like a baby."
He also pointed to the gentle-looking man: "His name is Lin Zijun. Although he looks like a dog, he is actually a wolf in sheep's clothing, and he is not a good thing. In the future, stay away as much as you can. Everyone is a restless master." .”
Wen Rou couldn't hold back and pulled him, did anyone introduce friends like this? But Zhang Ningjing is not an adult? She looked it over carefully, not to mention, he looked really tender. If it wasn't for his arrogant temperament, no one would have noticed that he was still a minor.
Zhang Ning immediately became furious: "I became an adult the day before yesterday!"
Ning Qing was indifferent: "Oh, that's not a milk doll with no hair yet."
Zhang Ningjing was so angry that his face was crooked, but fortunately, Wenrou hurriedly comforted him, and then glared at Ning Qing fiercely.
The daughter-in-law was not happy, so Ning Qing had no choice but to restrain her attitude and look obedient.
The once lawless Great Demon King has become so well-behaved.
Several people expressed that their jaws dropped in shock, and even Zhang Ningjing, who had just grown up, was not angry, and looked at Wen Rou with admiration.
Being stared at by a few pairs of naked eyes, Gentle's scalp was numb, he pinched a certain smug person, with a virtuous smile on his face: "Just call me Gentle, don't listen to his nonsense, it's getting late, Come and eat quickly."
She smiled shyly: "Well, I'm not very good at cooking, if it doesn't suit my taste, let's go out to eat."
With the big devil staring at him, who dares to say a bad word
Not to mention, they are all children of rich families, and they have never eaten anything good.
Even so, they have to lament the tender good cooking skills.
It's a taste of home, the baby boy who hasn't returned home after eating for a long time, the arrogant young master Zhang Ningjing is full of satisfaction.
He boiled the mutton and poured out bitter water: "Oh, I am so pitiful, all I eat is fried food abroad! I seldom eat such authentic hot pot dumplings, I am almost blown up by junk food One lap! If I hadn’t been on a diet to maintain my figure, I would definitely be a fat man when I come back!”
"The old man is too cruel to treat his own son!"
Except for a few gentle and polite responses, the others ate on their own, completely ignoring a certain brat.
Fortunately, Zhang Ning seems to be used to talking to himself, and now he has a gentle audience to agree with, so he can't hold it anymore, talking endlessly.
The key point is that he didn't delay eating while talking, his mouth was full, and he couldn't stop him from talking.
Zhang Ningjing was only satisfied when he was satisfied with the food.
A few people had enough food and drink, none of them regarded themselves as outsiders, each of them lay down on the sofa contentedly, and started playing games!
Wen Rou was about to tidy up, but Ning Qing immediately stopped her: "I'm here, hurt your hands, just go and play with them."
Normally, Ning Qing wouldn't let her do this kind of work that hurt her hands.
She gently shook her head: "I wear gloves, it won't hurt my hands, you go and accompany them, they finally came here, you are the host, why don't you hurry up and say hello!"