Xinya, who was originally unhappy, is not unhappy at all now. At least the people she likes are speaking for her, so why should she be sad for those who don't know her and who she doesn't know
Xinya thought about it, and used the trumpet to like Jiang Yang Dao, then put down the phone and planned to go to sleep.
Even in her sleep, she could relax and laugh.
Look, there are still many people who like her.
However, Xinya hadn't slept for long when someone who was so angry that she couldn't sleep came out and pulled her quilt aside, then unceremoniously grabbed her baby-fat face and pulled her up.
"ah-"
Xin Ya's face was pinched, and she woke up because of the pain, and saw Ye Cong standing by the sofa looking down at her.
"What are you doing?" Xinya rubbed his face and looked at the man who pushed him away and sat down directly.
"I'm hungry, let's go make something to eat."
Sprout: “…”
Xinya looked up at his watch. It was half past one in the morning. Is he hungry
Ye Cong leaned on the sofa like an uncle, looking at Xinya's confused look, the anger in his heart finally dissipated a little.
"Boss, now?" Xin Ya felt that their boss' torture methods were becoming more and more bizarre.
"I was the one who drove all day, and you were the one who caused the accident." Ye Cong said slowly.
As expected, Xin Ya got up feeling guilty. The presidential suite had its own kitchen, and the hotel would provide new ingredients in the refrigerator every morning.
Ye Cong looked at Xin Ya who got up and went to the kitchen with a half-smile. Didn't the little girl think Ding Junqi was good
Ding Junqi can't eat the food she cooks.
Ye Cong suddenly thought of something, got up and followed him, leaning against the kitchen door and watching Xinya cooking, "You used to cook at the Gu family?"
Gu Juexi actually ate it
angry!
"No, when I was at the Gu family, Aunt Qian was the one who cooked. I was only responsible for helping. The young master likes to eat the food cooked by Aunt Qian, and Aunt Qian won't let us do it for fear that it won't be to the young master's taste." Xinya took it. Ingredient said as he spoke.
The feeling of anger disappeared instantly, very good.
Xinya thought about it for a while, and in the middle of the night she just wanted to make tomato and egg noodles, which was convenient, fast and full.
Perhaps it was because Ye Cong was inexplicably happy at the moment, so he didn't care what she did at all.
After making the egg noodles, Xinya took them out to eat with Ye Cong. She seemed to be the one who hadn't eaten for a day.
But Xin Ya was still watching Ye Cong cautiously while eating. Seeing that Ye Cong didn't mean to let her lose weight, she started eating with confidence.
She just thought Ye Cong was quite sick. He was still fierce when he asked her to cook, but now he was in a better mood. She couldn't understand such a weird-tempered person at all.
After eating, Ye Cong finally calmed down and went to bed. Xin Ya fell directly on the sofa and fell asleep. She was already trapped to death.
The next day, the sun filled the whole room through the curtains. When Xin Ya woke up, Ye Cong was standing in front of her.
Sprout: “…”
Fortunately, she was used to this pervert.
"Get up and cook."
Xin Ya let out a low cry, got up and went to the bathroom. This person knew how to eat all day long and was not afraid of stuffing himself to death.
"What are you thinking about?" Ye Cong sat down and looked back at the person who was going to the bathroom while thinking about it.
"No." Xinya denied, already getting into the bathroom.
Ye Cong sneered and reached for the mobile phone on the table to see where the news was.