PNB Chapter 126 Bringing a Man Home for the First Time
Chapter 126 Bringing a Man Home for the First Time
The activities arranged by Fu Hongsheng will continue until the evening.
Everyone finally got together, eating, drinking and having fun, and it was a great time.
But even in this situation, Qiao Zhi came to tell them that he wanted to leave early and would not have dinner here in the evening.
Then Cheng Jingxuan also came to greet them.
"I have something to do, so I'll leave first. Have fun, you guys."
Fu Hongsheng looked at him meaningfully, "You kid."
Cheng Jingxuan touched his nose guiltily, "Something really happened."
Yu Yihuan looked at Fu Hongsheng curiously, "What's that expression on your face? Is there some secret between you two brothers?"
Fu Hongsheng lowered his head and leaned close to her ear, "Miss Qiao left as soon as he left. Don't you think there's something wrong?"
"Ah?" Yu Yihuan was startled, her beautiful eyes widened and became round.
"You mean... Mr. Cheng and Sister Qiao?"
Yu Yihuan looked surprised.
But she quickly shook her head and rejected it, "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
"My sister Qiao is a single noblewoman and has no interest in love at all."
I didn’t know the reason before, but after meeting her inhumane scumbag father, I could understand it all.
Her original family left her with a psychological trauma, and it would probably be difficult for her to enter into an intimate relationship.
Fu Hongsheng tapped the tip of her small nose and said, "That's not necessarily true."
Yu Yihuan snorted softly, "If you don't believe me, let's make a bet!"
The couple started making a bet like elementary school students.
The two people who left the resort hotel one after another had already gotten into a car.
Cheng Jingxuan had been forced to drink a lot of alcohol, and his stomach was burning with discomfort.
Leaning on the passenger seat, he asked her where she had arranged it.
Qiao Zhi truthfully reported the name of the restaurant.
The eyes that were originally closed opened slightly and glanced at her sideways.
He seemed a little surprised by the place she arranged for him.
Qiao Zhi saw it all and curled his lips calmly.
What’s this little thing?
But someone changed the subject and the place she had carefully arranged was ruined.
He says--
"My stomach feels uncomfortable, so I want to drink a bowl of porridge."
Drink porridge...
That's easy.
Back in the city, you can easily find a porridge shop on the roadside.
Then came another question, "Can you cook?"
Qiao Zhi was stunned.
What does this mean?
Are you planning to let her cook for herself?
Perhaps he could read her thoughts from her shocked face, and he said lazily, "The food outside is not clean, and it will make your stomach feel uncomfortable if you eat it."
This reason...
It's really hard to refute.
I could only start the car silently and drive towards my small apartment.
Fortunately, she usually cooks at home, otherwise there would be no ingredients to serve this old man.
Unlocking the door, she gestured to the ancestor, "No need to change your shoes."
What's more, she didn't have any men's slippers at home.
Cheng Jingxuan was not polite at all. He walked in more freely than when he was in his own home. He looked around and sat down on the sofa in a very leisurely manner.
He acted like he was really here to act like the boss.
Qiao Zhi looked up at the sky speechlessly, "..."
If she didn't owe him a favor, she would never have anything to do with him, let alone bring him home.
Except for Xiao Yu, no other female colleagues, let alone men, have ever been to her place.
Taking a deep breath and adjusting her mood, she changed her shoes and walked inside.
"What would you like to drink? Coffee or tea?"
Cheng Jingxuan followed her gaze and replied lazily with a curl of his lips, "All right!"
Qiao Zhi walked out of the kitchen and made him a cup of hot tea.
"Take a rest first, the porridge will be ready soon."
Someone was sitting with his legs crossed, exuding a nonchalant air, just like a second-generation rich kid with nothing to do.
If I didn't know that he was doing very well in his career, I would think he was not a reliable person just because of the way he sat and stood in an awkward manner.
Qiao Zhi rolled up the sleeves of her white knitted dress, put on an apron, and went into the kitchen.
I have been dependent on my mother since I was young, and I have been trained since I was young. I am good at both work and life.
It only takes twenty minutes, and in addition to the soft, sweet and fragrant lean meat porridge, there are also a few light side dishes.
It’s delicious and not inferior to takeout at all.
If Cheng Jingxuan hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have dared to imagine it.
Such a cold and beautiful woman is actually a good cook.
I couldn't help but sigh in front of her: "Tsk tsk, this doesn't leave any way for others to survive."
Qiao Zhi's face was tense. "Try it and see if it suits Master Cheng's appetite."
Cheng Jingxuan raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "You don't want to eat?"
Qiao Zhi originally had no appetite, but looking at the young man's expression, he was afraid that he would throw down his chopsticks if she didn't sit down.
Since it's just a favor, what else is there to say?
She silently poured herself a small bowl of porridge and sat down face to face with him.
As soon as she picked up her chopsticks, the young man had already finished the whole bowl of porridge.
He handed her the bowl, "Any more?"
Qiao Zhi was stunned. How many days had he been hungry?
Her pupils trembled slightly, and she nodded repeatedly, "Yes."
He immediately stood up and served him another bowl.
During the following process, Qiao Zhi kept staring at him.
Seeing that he was really enjoying the meal, I couldn't help but ask softly, "Is it really delicious?"
She thought that her cooking skills were just enough to fill her stomach, not enough to make her eat her heart out, right?
She was stunned by how delicious he ate.
This young man has tasted all kinds of delicacies from land and sea, so how could he be won over by her bowl of porridge?
Just kidding.
Cheng Jingxuan kept his mouth busy, and mumbled to her while eating, "Not bad."
Qiao Zhique: “…”
I suspect he has eaten too many delicacies from land and sea, so he wants to change his taste today.
We don’t understand the world of rich people and we don’t dare to ask too much.
She drank her half bowl of porridge silently and ate a few bites of side dishes.
In the end, Cheng Jingxuan drank up the whole pot of porridge and ate all the vegetables.
I leaned back in the chair and exclaimed how comfortable it was.
Qiao Zhi thought to himself: He looks like a dissolute playboy, but I didn't expect him to be so easy to support.
I am so happy just eating a bowl of white porridge.
She got up to clean up the dishes and was about to go into the kitchen when she suddenly heard him ask, "Can I still come to your house for dinner in the future?"
Qiao Zhi's hand trembled, and the chopsticks slipped from her hand and fell to the floor with a "plop".
Fortunately, the bowl didn't fall, otherwise it would have broken into pieces.
She put the dishes in the kitchen sink and turned to pick up the dropped chopsticks.
As soon as she turned around, she hit him directly in the strong chest.
"Hmm~" Qiao Zhi didn't hear any footsteps and didn't know he had followed in, so he was startled.
He was very tall, and when he looked down at her, he seemed to be looking down on her, which made her feel inexplicably uneasy.
She blinked, her red lips trembling slightly, "You..."
Cheng Jingxuan looked nonchalant and shook the chopsticks he picked up.
Qiao Zhi said "oh" and subconsciously picked it up.
But he suddenly raised his arm and passed it over her shoulder.
This posture...
It was like I wanted to hug her.
Qiao Zhi's heart trembled violently.