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Zhuo Zhaoyun came back from get off work. As soon as she walked in and put on her slippers, she smelled the aroma coming from the kitchen.
After hanging the coat on the hanger and walking into the kitchen, I saw dishes with delicious flavors and colors placed on the dining table.
Braised pork ribs, stewed potatoes, stir-fried green beans, vinegared cabbage.
He picked up a piece of spareribs and put it in his mouth. It was a bit hot, and Zhuo Zhaoyun kept fanning it with his green onion-like fingers.
"Have you washed your hands? Just grab it with your hands? Don't worry, the fish will be out of the pot soon." Zhang Feng looked back and saw her stealing food and found it a bit funny. A girl in her twenties still acted like a child.
"Hehe, Zhang Feng didn't realize that your cooking skills are pretty good. You're almost catching up with a five-star chef." Zhuo Zhaoyun chuckled, her eyebrows and eyes suddenly turned cute.
He stuck out his tongue and ran out of the kitchen, put on comfortable pajamas, washed his hands, and sat down at the dining table again.
Zhang Feng also brought the braised fish with sauce to the table at this time, filled two empty bowls with fragrant and steaming rice from the rice cooker, and put the bowl in front of her.
He took out a bottle of beer from the refrigerator and opened it. He also sat across from her. Seeing that she didn't move her chopsticks, he asked in surprise: "You just started eating without washing your hands. What are you doing now that you're ready?" Why don’t you eat it?”
Zhuo Zhaoyun slightly narrowed her eyes and stared at Zhang Feng, and asked: "Tell me, have you done anything to feel sorry for me? Otherwise, why would you cook such delicious dishes for no reason and even take the initiative to serve me rice?" ? Why do I feel like a weasel worshiping you?"
"Pfft." The beer Zhang Feng just drank almost didn't spit out from his mouth. Where is all this? He smiled and said: "What is the relationship between the two of us? What can I do to make you sorry? And it doesn't matter that I am a weasel, but you are...a chicken?"
Zhuo Zhaoyun's face suddenly stiffened and she retorted: "You are the chicken!"
"Who are you looking at? It's not me who said it, it was you who said it yourself. I am a weasel giving you New Year greetings." Zhang Feng said while suppressing a smile.
"Bah, bah, bah, I made a mistake. As long as you didn't do anything sorry for me, let's eat, hehe, I'm hungry." As he said that, Zhuo Zhaoyun stretched out his chopsticks and picked up a large piece of fish dipped in the fragrant soup. Mix the juice with white rice and put it in your mouth. It tastes delicious.
Zhang Feng shook his head with a wry smile. The woman's face had changed as fast as June. It was really hard to fathom a woman's heart.
He also started to enjoy the meal.
Four dishes, one electric pot of rice was wiped out by two. Needless to say, Zhang Feng's appetite was huge, but Zhuo Zhaoyun ate two bowls of rice and ate a lot of vegetables, which really shocked Zhang Feng.
Zhuo Zhaoyun was half lying on the chair and touching her belly. It felt so good.
This meal feels more comfortable and enjoyable than eating fast food out or eating in a restaurant.
"Um." Zhuo Zhaoyun burped without the burden of a lady, and said: "It seems that for today's meal, I will give you a half discount on the money you owe me. Originally, you still owed me ten Four bowls of noodles, now if you give me another seven bowls, we’ll write it off.”
Zhang Feng smiled and said, "Okay. By the way, Zhaoyun, I have found a place to live. I may move there tomorrow."
"OK."
Zhuo Zhaoyun replied casually, but suddenly realized something was wrong, sat up and asked, "What did you just say?"
"I said I found a place to live and am going to move there tomorrow." Zhang Feng repeated.
"Hmph!" With a cold snort, Zhuo Zhaoyun stood up and said coldly: "I just said that you had bad intentions in preparing me delicious food tonight, and you still don't admit it. Are you planning to dump me? no?"
She walked out of the kitchen angrily and heard the door to her room slam shut.
Zhang Feng was stunned, what's going on? Why did he have bad intentions when he prepared delicious food for her? Also, wasn't she trying to push him away in the first place? Wouldn't it be in line with her wishes to propose it now? Why should I dump her? The two of them have nothing to do with each other, so why should I dump her
At this time, a lyric sounded in Zhang Feng's head: Don't guess what a woman is thinking, you can't figure it out even if you keep guessing.
After cleaning up the kitchen, he returned to his room. He put all his belongings into a backpack and lay on the bed. He waited until he said goodbye to her tomorrow morning and left.
While I was watching the news on my phone, I heard the sound of footsteps in the living room, walking towards my room.
Bang. The door of the room was kicked by Zhuo Zhaoyun from the outside.
He kicked him away, pinched his waist with both hands, and stared at Zhang Feng angrily.
Zhang Feng felt dizzy and said: "Sister, you are also a young girl, and I am also a young man. Isn't it good for you to barge in like this?"
"Hmph, even if you are a yellow-flowered young man, you are the one who is about to wither. Zhang Feng, let me ask you, after you move out, will you live by yourself or with others." Zhuo Zhaoyun asked with a cold snort.
"I live by myself!" Zhang Feng said truthfully.
"Let me ask you again, what kind of house do you want to live in?" Zhuo Zhaoyun asked again.
"Uh... some fool gave me a villa!" Zhang Feng replied again.
"Villa? There must be a lot of rooms there! Okay, my problem is over." With that, Zhuo Zhaoyun walked out of the room directly, not forgetting to close his door, but this time it was a little stronger. There was a loud 'bang' sound.
Zhang Feng was stunned, what kind of fuss was going on? I live alone in a villa with many rooms. Does she want to move in with me? No way
He couldn't lie on the bed anymore and ran out of the room. Zhuo Zhaoyun's door was open and he saw her packing her things.
Holding his head with a headache, he asked: "Miss, what are you going to do? You don't really want to move in with me, do you?"
"Humph, of course I have to move there, otherwise what will happen to the seven bowls of noodles you owe me?" Zhuo Zhaoyun asked with a cold snort. Into the suitcase.
"Miss, I will cook seven bowls of noodles for you tomorrow morning. You eat one bowl and throw away the remaining six bowls, right?" Zhang Feng said sadly.
Zhuo Zhaoyun threw down the clothes in her hands, walked up to Zhang Feng, and said coldly: "You have looked at my whole body. Do you want to be so irresponsible?"
"Hiss." Zhang Feng took a breath of air. How could this happen again
"Miss, when did you come? Besides, it was a misunderstanding. Haven't we already explained it clearly?" Zhang Feng said with a head as big as a bucket: "Miss, please tell me that you are the eldest son of the Zhuo family. "Miss, it's easy to get whatever you want, so why do you want to hang out with me? It's really spread out, I don't care, it's not good for your reputation, no matter how hard you say it, it's not good, is it?"