You Look Like You’re Made of Money

Bao was never a casual person. She refused to say anything when she saw him. She didn't want to keep asking, although she was still very curious. She took the initiative to change the subject: “What shall we eat? ”

“What do you want to eat?” It doesn't really matter what you eat when you say it. Just be with her, even eating a roadside stall makes him happy.

“Want some noodles?” Bao flashed an idea in his head and got excited. "I made it for you. I learned it a while ago. My parents and my godfather all said it tasted good. Would you like to try it? ”

Now it's your turn to be surprised, "Will you do it? ”

This can't be blamed for surprise. Bao was raised extraordinarily expensive by the Jiang family and the Jiang family. Let alone cook. She hasn't washed a bowl in 18 years. How can she not be surprised when she suddenly says she wants to cook him a night snack herself?

“Wasn't Father's Day a while ago? I asked my father what gift he wanted. He said he wanted to eat what I made. That's what Godfather said. I learned a little from Grandma Wang. It's not difficult at all. It's much easier than doing math.” Watching Mom and Dad and Godfather eat up a full bowl of noodles, she quickly became infinitely interested in cooking.

She made him a night snack herself, which he could not ask for.

He dropped his head in the front, and the supermarket wasn't closed yet, and the two of them headed towards the supermarket.

Almost never came to the supermarket, or Bao followed his friends to buy snacks often. The two people were not forced to push the shopping cart. He watched Bao stand in the vegetable area with the same kind of pickled vegetables. For a while, he took out his phone and filmed this scene.

Never before has he been so sure that even if Bao would not like him, he would not be with him, and he would not fall in love with anyone else.

Too few women have really left a strong color in his life, and he's used to being around her.

Turning to the magazine by chance and looking at the new clothes on the market, he would subconsciously buy the clothes that suited her.

She was the first person I thought of when I heard what a great restaurant tasted like.

At this moment, she is also inseparable in planning for the future.

He is not himself an interested person in love, and strictly speaking, in his most impassioned adolescence, he has no other thoughts in mind in the face of the prettiest girl, so if the person he is with is not Bao, then he is not going to develop any apparently harmonious marriage with anyone else.

Regarding everything that could have happened, he thought that Bao was naturally a great blessing to be able to accept him, and that if he could not accept him, he really did not intend to live with another woman.

This side Bao picked the green vegetables and turned around to prepare the summons. He ran into his sight, and had to snap.

Before Bao noticed, Yan Zheng had restrained herself and pushed the car towards her. "Buy it? ”

“… hmm. ”

Although Bao's grades were not so good, she was actually very smart. She obviously felt something was wrong with Yan when she saw her eyes.

But this is not the time to think about it. She'll think about it when she gets back.

“What else to buy?” Although it's late, there are still a lot of people at this spot supermarket, and when they say it, they protect Bao from others hitting her, whispering.

Po looked at the ingredients in the shopping cart and thought, “Do you have salt or other seasonings in your apartment? ”

Yan Zheng has now moved out, naturally he has no opportunity or mind to cook, “… no. ”

Once the kitchen in the apartment was fully equipped, it was never used.

When he came out of the supermarket, Xiaobao looked at the product sweep and had to laugh: “I obviously just wanted to make you a bowl of noodles. I didn't expect to buy so many things. ”

“It's okay, leave it. Maybe next time you're in a good mood, you'll want to do it for me. ”

“I'm afraid you won't want to eat it again once. ”

The two people said they were laughing and walking to the parking lot. This supermarket was not far from the apartment at the time of the speech, and it was a short drive after getting into the car.

The apartment is very simple to decorate at first glance, not like an apartment, but like an office.

The only thing that doesn't match the style of painting in this apartment is probably the pink slippers in Yan Shuang's hand.

Bao looked at the slippers and said, “Whose is this? ”

“Yours." She crouched down, suggesting she put on slippers.

“Mine? Are you ready? ”

He nodded and took her inside. “I don't know when you'll be here. I just moved here to get my assistant ready. It's kind of useful today. ”

After listening to this, Bao was very moved. He has always been so kind to her. I didn't expect to even notice this little detail for her.

When Bao was busy in the kitchen, he seemed busy and messy. He wanted to help and didn't know what he could do. He could only stand in front of the kitchen and hurry. After a while, the two of them finally sat down and started eating noodles.

The bowl was lying with eggs and a few green vegetables, and the noodles still looked appetizing.

Yan Zheng tried to take a bite, his eyebrows gradually spread out, ignoring talking to Bao, ate all the noodles at the fastest speed.

“This is the best noodle I've ever had.” Praised in words.

From the heart, nature is the best.

“Thank you.” Complimented, Po.

When he finished eating, Yan Zheng took the dishwashing job on his own initiative. Bao was not at ease. He followed him to the kitchen. He looked at Yan clumsily and wiped the dish with a dish towel. That was really funny.

In fact, he really wanted to try Bao, but he didn't dare, because the girl was the one he grew up with, she was very smart, and if he acted a little extraordinarily in front of her, she would notice.

She is not emotionally retarded, can be seen from childhood, sometimes indescribable pride, her little girl grows up, not only that, but she is as cute as when she was a child, smart as a teacher, more often it is frustrating, precisely because she is smart, so he should be careful to hide his feelings and not dare to calculate them like in the business field, at least emotionally, he is definitely not her opponent, because he has a deep and intolerant love.

It's just, how can you hide having feelings for someone?

Xiaobao stood in front of the floor window with a mug. She was no longer a small flesh group. Now that Ting Yuli had inherited the good looks of her mother, Jiang Jia's education and training over the years was particularly strict. She was clearly just a young girl who had just grown up and could easily attract the attention of all.

She stood not far behind her and looked at her without turning her eyes. Her eyes were hard to remove from her.

When Bao turned around, Yan Zheng hurriedly lowered his head and covered up his past with a look at the watch. “It's not too early, I'll take you home. ”

“Okay.”

The next day, Yan Zheng went back to his old house for dinner and just went into the lobby and heard his brother and his mother arguing.

“Why can't you take Ting Ting out for a walk?” Mama Yan had a headache when she looked at her younger son as if he was out of oil and salt.

When she was a kid, the daughter of one of her playmates came back from abroad and wanted Cassius to take her around for a ride. I didn't know her youngest son didn't want to.

Yan Jiashu pulled his neck. “Of course not! You don't know that Ting Ting she...” Speaking of which, she's probably shy and her voice is much lower, "she's interesting to me. ”

“Is she okay with you?” Mother Yan did not expect this reason, and suddenly the thought of teasing her son arose.

“Of course not. She doesn't look good! ”

Yan Jiaxiu, a senior member of the Appearance Association, is a genuine student.

“Ting Ting doesn't look good? It doesn't look good anymore, it's so cute. ”

Yan Jiashu shook his head very seriously and said: "It's far worse than Bao's. ”

Mother Yan thought that her youngest son's thoughts were really very problematic. “Normally girls rarely look better than Bao. If she doesn't look better, you won't care? ”

Although Mother Yan would very much like Xiaobao to be with Jiashu, she must change her son's mind.

Yan Jiashu couldn't deny a smile.

“Do you like Baby?” Mama Yan asked again.

Yan Jiashu thought his mother was really strange. He looked good. He had a good relationship with her. It was normal to like her, but he just liked and appreciated his best friend. Did he say that he liked her because he looked good? What logic.

But the conversation had to end as soon as possible, because he was going to play the game, and Yan Jiashu nodded, “Like it. ”

I didn't even notice that my brother had gone into the lobby and heard him say that.