Song Xixi didn't know why Sheng Yanyi was her boyfriend - why didn't she, the person involved?

"Just now." Sheng Yanyi's tone was extremely calm, and his face did not blush or his heart would not be beating.

One asked openly and the other answered with a straightforward and straightforward attitude.

Song Xixi was amused and crying, "Why don't I know?"

Sheng Yanyi asked back, "Now, haven't I told you?"

Did he tell?

No, he is a strong notification.

No, he never confessed his love, and she didn't seem to agree.

Is Sheng Yanyi possessed the domineering president today?

Shen Qingci's face remained unchanged, and there was still a decent smile on his face.

He understood that the person who strongly declared sovereignty actually had not passed the certification of his boyfriend's identity.

Zhou Yurou couldn't bear to see Sheng Yanyi "bullying" her male god like this, so she smoothed out and said, "Oh, you are making dumplings, I'll help too."

Song Xixi picked up a dumpling Pisce in Sheng Yanyi's hand, "You can help you make it together, you can't just eat but not cook!"

Sheng Yanyi looked down at the dumpling skin in his palm, and then looked at the little woman who was domineering to him and gave orders. I wonder if she should be angry or angry?

He found that her courage was getting bigger and bigger.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Song Xixi thought for a while, looking like she suddenly realized, "Mr. Sheng, you shouldn't want to tell me that you don't know how to cover it, right?"

It is unreasonable for a noble young man like Sheng Yanyi who can make dumplings.

Sure enough, Sheng Yanyi put down the dumpling skin in his hand, turned around and left without saying a word.

Alas, if you don’t have it, you won’t have it. Why are you angry?

Unexpectedly, Sheng Yanyi turned around and went into the kitchen. When he came out again, he took off his coat.

He rolled up the sleeves of the white shirt, revealing half of the smooth and strong forearm, walked to Song Xixi, picked up a piece of dumpling skin and placed it on the palm of his hand, took an appropriate amount of filling and put it into the dumpling skin, and made it very skillful. In just ten seconds, a beautiful willow-leaf dumpling appeared on the palm of his hand.

Song Xixi: "…"

This is too deep to be hidden!

Zhou Yurou's eyes were straightened, and then she looked down at the dumpling in her hand that was so ugly that it could not be described in words.

Oh no, it can't be called dumplings like this.

Sad!

It's so shameful!

Zhou Yurou silently turned her eyes to Shen Qingci and said eagerly: "Teacher Shen, can you teach me to make dumplings? I want to learn..."

"Yes." Shen Qing said.

But Shen Qingci did not teach him step by step this time, but gave Zhou Yurou a demonstration.

Zhou Yurou studied very seriously. This rich lady with no fingers touching the water was asked over and over again. In her later words, she didn't work so hard in the college entrance examination back then.

"The dumpling skin is almost wrapped, so I'll cook the soup base." Shen Qingci said.

"Okay, let's just wrap the remaining dumpling skins." Song Xixi winked at Zhou Yurou while saying.

Zhou Yurou immediately understood it, stuffed the dumpling skin in her hand into Song Xixi's hand, and followed Shen Qingci into the kitchen happily, "Teacher Shen, I'll help you."

Shen Qingci: "No, thank you!"

Zhou Yurou: "What I want is, actually I just want to learn how to cook soup base from you. Teacher Shen, if you want to eat dumplings next time, just tell me..."

"No, I want to eat, I will do it myself."

"..." Zhou Yurou talked about another topic, "Teacher Shen, can I not call you Teacher Shen? I think it's good to call you Qingci."

"You'd better call me Teacher Shen."

"I think we are too out of the blue when we call you Teacher Shen." As soon as we meet Shen Qingci, Zhou Yurou is no longer Zhou Yurou, and she looks like a well-behaved young wife.

Song Xixi withdrew her smiling gaze and accidentally met Sheng Yanyi's gaze.

Someone's eyes were strong and aggressive, and Song Xixi had nowhere to escape, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

"Why did you bring him home?" Sheng Yanyi's voice could not hide the smell of sour jealousy. "When did your relationship with him become so good?"

As far as he knows, Song Xixi and him have had a friendship with each other for several scenes together, right?

Is this so good that I can bring people home?

"Actually, our relationship is pretty good, and it hits the point..."

When facing Sheng Yanyi's dark face, Song Xixi hurriedly stopped talking and explained: "I can't get a taxi and just happened to meet him. He helped me in the crew before, so I thought about treating him to a meal to express my gratitude. We all want to eat mutton dumplings, and you know that Qingci is not suitable for showing up in public, so we finally decided to do it ourselves and have enough food and clothing."

Sheng Yanyi's brows became tighter and tighter, "You can't get a taxi, why don't you call me?"

Song Xixi asked back: "Why should I call you?"

Sheng Yanyi was furious.

Song Xixi glanced at Sheng Yanyi, OK, he seemed even more angry.

"You are so busy at work, I can't bother you about such a small matter."

"I didn't even think you were troubled, you were afraid that I would think it was troublesome."

Sheng Yanyi glared at her, "Song Xixi, who allowed you to be polite to me?"

Song Xixi: "…"

Seeing her curling her lips and looking pitiful, Sheng Yanyi's anger unknowingly subsided, and his tone slowed down a lot, "I heard you have a cold, how are you doing now?"

After saying that, Sheng Yanyi reached out to explore Song Xixi's forehead.

"I'm fine." Song Xixi replied.

Sheng Yanyi touched his forehead to compare it, and then he felt relieved.

"Do you like eating mutton dumplings?" Sheng Yanyi suddenly asked.

Song Xixi: "Yeah, I like it!"

Sheng Yanyi: "Okay, I understand."

The atmosphere of this mutton dumpling can only be described in four words.

It's hard to describe in one word.

Sheng Yanyi himself is a person who doesn't talk much, and he fully interprets his aloof presidential style throughout the whole process.

Shen Qingci was obviously very reserved, and only Zhou Yurou was trying her best to adjust the atmosphere and started a question-and-answer mode with Shen Qingci.

Of course, Song Xixi would also interject a few words from time to time, trying not to make the atmosphere appear so awkward.

After dinner, Shen Qingci proposed to leave.

Song Xixi and Zhou Yurou said in unison: "I'll give you it."

Sheng Yanyi's face collapsed instantly.

Song Xixi's mouth twitched twice. In order to take into account someone's emotions, "Yu Rou, then you go and see Teacher Shen."

Shen Qingci's eyes locked on Song Xixi's face, "Xi Xi, I have a question and want to ask you for advice. Can you borrow a step to speak?"

Zhou Yurou's smile gradually disappeared.

No matter how she found a topic, she was close to Shen Qingci, but he was always polite to her.

The humble and polite progress is so that people can't pick out any thorns.

But Zhou Yurou clearly felt that Shen Qingci had set up a barrier for her and politely refused her beyond the result he set.

But he was different to Song Xixi.

Although there was no intimate action that exceeded the rules of etiquette, Zhou Yurou clearly felt that Shen Qingci was different to her.
Chapter completed!