Wen Siyu felt that in the long life, it was so happy to know a best friend who would always reply to messages in seconds.

Especially when this best friend returns to you instantly, the reaction she makes can always satisfy your strange and perverted psychology.

Enjoying the other party's series of question marks quite happily, she sent a "I'm the coolest" emoticon package.

Gu Yao was silent for a while, as if he had finally reacted, and he knocked on a string of ellipsis.

[Cold man: What's wrong with Jiang Xu?]

【siling:?】

[Cold man: He is actually a straw powder!]

Wen Siyu: "..."

The people on the other end of the screen seemed very indignant, with messages bounced one after another, and their hand speed was amazing.

【Cold man: I really didn’t expect him to be such a person.】

[Cold man: It's okay if he has grass powder.]

【Cold man: Why do he still like flat breasts?】

Wen Siyu: "???"

The little girl is unhappy. She will never tolerate the issue of cupping. There is a sentence that is simply the last dignity of a woman.

【siling: Can I be unfair???】

Gu Yao was quite disdainful.

[Cold man: Just your little b cup is broken, and your sister beats you two, so the pressure doesn't exist at all.]

Wen Siyu: "..."

Sentenced.

Seeing the train running farther and farther, Wen Siyu quickly pulled the building back. After briefly describing the cause of the incident, Gu Yao stopped joking. She was very amazed at the efficiency of Wen Siyu's children, and her words showed an uncontrollable admiration.

[Cold man: You have had close contact with your idol after only three days in this crew.]

Wen Siyu paused.

Indeed, Jiang Xu's attitude was too natural when she was with her, which made her seem to have let herself go a little too much.

【siling: I must have never thought about this situation three days ago.】

[Cold man: Since the idol's door has been opened, is it still far from the front door of the idol? I'm optimistic about you, come on.]

[Cold man: Then he really became a fan of grass.]

Wen Siyu almost choked by his saliva.

【siling: We should stop talking to women like you who are both vulgar and superficial.】

[Cold man: Isn’t this the most urgent desire in your heart?]

Wen Siyu: "..."

If he didn't want to pay attention to the person who drove the car when he was disagreeing, Wen Siyu threw his phone into his bag and was about to go to the kitchen to help Zhou Yi.

As soon as I entered, I saw the little bastard's father's hand-spin with one hand. The shrimps braised with oil in the pot were bright and fragrant. The little girl leaned over and looked at him skillfully and slid the pot in his hand. The shrimps in the pot were rolled up, and the sauce below immediately wrapped each shrimp evenly.

Wen Siyu was staring at her eyes and saliva was almost flowing out: "Does agents all need to take the chef qualification exam?"

When this praising came to the point, Zhou Yi was immediately proud: "The agent doesn't need it, but Jiang Xu's agent needs it." He put a pot of shrimp on the plate and snorted, "Jiang Xu's agent still has to do laundry and wipe glass."

"Jiang Xu's agent still needs to get through the toilet."

The man's lazy voice rang behind the two.

Wen Siyu turned around, Jiang Xu was leaning against the kitchen door frame, with a gray sweater and black trousers on her body.

The pajama narration that was not envisioned appeared. The girl ignored the faint feeling of depression deep in her heart, and was about to say, "Your agent has to be able to chisel the swimming pool." Suddenly, she remembered the content of the conversation she had just had with Gu Yao, and was inexplicably guilty.

After pursing his lips, he held back the words he didn't say, Wen Siyu ran to the pool to help Zhou Yi wash the kale blue.

The little girl held a bundle of green vegetables in her fine white hands, untied it, placed it under the faucet and rinsed it carefully, with her expression focused and serious.

The ignored man raised his eyebrows behind her.

Zhou Yi was skillful in his movements, and with Wen Siyu playing beside him, he helped him. A few dishes were served quickly, braised prawns, salt pepper and salted pepper strips, squirrel citrus, fried kale, and a bowl of winter melon and rib soup.

The slices of winter melon in the white porcelain bowl of cherry blossoms are thin and transparent. The ribs are stewed softly after being pressed in a pressure cooker. The soup is white and there is a thin layer of oil on it.

Wen Siyu has always been very flattering. After admiring Chef Zhou for five times, he smiled and then focused on eating, as if he was determined to turn a blind eye to the outside world and only eat in front of him.

During this period, he looked at Jiang Xu secretly with his eyes. The man was very quiet when eating, his movements were slow, his expression was very shallow, and he looked a little cold.

This person looks good no matter how you do it, and he looks so good when eating.

The little girl lowered her head and whispered silently in her heart.

The slight sound of the porcelain rubbing against the wooden tabletop interrupted her thoughts. Wen Siyu raised her head slightly, and a plate of green dishes appeared in front of her.

The only vegetarian dish on the table was fried kale.

Jiang Xu pushed the dish to the little girl's eyes, her fingers were slender and her skin was very white.

Wen Siyu was stunned and looked up at him.

The man still had that faint expression, and his dark brown eyes looked at her calmly: "Great."

Wen Siyu: "..."

Zhou Yi: “…”

Zhou Yi is really not going to be able to watch it soon.

Wen Siyu thanked him, symbolically gnawed two leaves of vegetable leaves, and then ate the rice faster.

The little girl cleaned the rice in the bowl, stood up with the bowl, lowered her head slightly and thanked: "I'm full. Today I'm thankful to Teacher Jiang and Brother Zhou Yi for their entertainment. The food is delicious."

After saying that, he pushed the chair and walked into the kitchen. He could only hear the sound of water rushing inside. After a while, the girl came out, took her bag, and greeted them politely, and opened the door and left.

“…”

The air was quiet for three seconds, and suddenly, Jiang Xu pushed away the chair and stood up, and also entered the kitchen.

I glanced at the pool and put the dishes and chopsticks that the little girl used were clean and placed on the shelf.

The man walked out with a sloppy face, sat back on the chair, looked at the winter melon and rib soup on the table and pondered for a moment, and turned his head: "Has I done something wrong?"

Zhou Yi sneered and hummed twice.

"Why are you laughing at me sarcastically?"

"nothing."

"Do you want to say that I am mentally retarded?" Jiang Xu pointed out calmly.

"Why do you have to use such a tactful statement?" Zhou Yi admitted openly, "Be confident, you are just mentally retarded."

"What did I do wrong?" the man asked again.

Zhou Yi put down his chopsticks and looked at him with an extremely novel look: "Have you really never been in a relationship?"

Jiang Xu was silent.

Zhou Yi: “…”

"I haven't really talked about it?"

"I haven't talked about it once?"

"I haven't liked girls?"

"A girl who is not attracted to her?"

“There is always an ideal type?”

Jiang Xu's eyebrows jumped, and a rift appeared on his expression: "Are you annoyed?"

Zhou Yi stared at him with his eyes: "You really haven't had a girlfriend?"

The man finally got impatient by his question: "Why must I talk about it?"

Zhou Yi put a piece of pepper and salt strip into his mouth, looked at him and shook his head: "A table of meat, you push a plate of vegetable leaves to someone. Are you so stupid?"

Jiang Xu frowned: "I didn't think so much, I was a little..."

“Something?”

"nervous."

"My grass..."

Zhou Yi couldn't help but burst out thickly. His hands shook, and the chopsticks were not clamped firmly, so he lined up the strips on the table.

"You're actually 17 years old this year, right?"

Jiang Xu was silent for a moment: "Aren't you talking about it? To supplement calcium and grow up."

"The shrimp skin also replenishes calcium." Zhou Yi rolled his eyes wide, "Why don't you peel the shrimp and throw the skin into her bowl?"
To be continued...