his kisses are sweet

Chapter 164 Serious men are the most charming
Rong Jin glanced at her indifferently, then retracted his gaze, and walked towards the kitchen.

Shengge watched as he took down the apron hanging on the wall, folded it in half and tied it around his muscular waist, and then slowly took out some ingredients from the refrigerator, looking like he was going to cook.

She opened her eyes wide in surprise. Some of the ingredients he took out didn't even know how to handle them, and in her impression he couldn't cook.

Qin Ran seemed to have gotten used to this for a long time, his eyes flickered, he picked up the children's book beside him, handed her a magazine at the same time, and read it with gusto after a while.

Sheng Ge flipped through a few pages of the magazine, and when he looked at Rong Jin again, he was still carefully selecting the ingredients.

But after a while, she felt something was wrong.

Because she noticed that Rong Jin was moving back the ingredients that had just been taken out of the refrigerator little by little, and finally there was only one green vegetable, a small piece of lean meat, one carrot and some seasonings left on the cutting board.

She was confused, what kind of dishes can such a monotonous combination make?

Stir-fried meat with green vegetables, fried meat with carrots, or stir-fry together?

Shengge couldn't help but turned around and asked Qin Ran, "Ranran, what do you think he will cook?"

Qin Ran raised his eyes and spit out a word without hesitation: "Congee."

"Porridge?"

She glanced at the empty bowl he had eaten in front of her as if feeling touched, then raised her head and pressed her forehead helplessly: "So, he made you drink porridge for three days?"

Qin Ran paused when he turned the pages of the book, then nodded silently.

He drank porridge for three days, Rong Jin also drank porridge for three days, he thought it was pretty good, man, it's okay to eat a few meals less.

Shengge didn't think so. She thought that she couldn't overestimate some people.

But I can't blame her for this, judging from the way Rong Jin moved things from the refrigerator just now, she would have thought that he was going to cook a table full of Chinese.

It was expected that there would be a lot of thunder and rain.

She picked up the empty bowl in front of her, and got up silently: "Ran Ran, Sister Qin will improve your food tonight."

Qin Ran's eyes lit up, obviously looking forward to the improved food she said.

Seeing her walk in, Rong Jin looked up at her coolly, and continued to cut his carrots.

After Shengge washed the bowl, the carrot under his hands had already shredded and was neatly stacked on the white porcelain plate. The color looked very nice.

She wondered if she should cut a potato and fry it together.

Just thinking about it, Rong Jin took out a potato from the refrigerator, cleaned it, peeled it neatly, and cut it in half. Not long after, another plate of beautiful shredded potatoes was born under his perfect knife skills.

The corners of Shengge's mouth twitched. Sometimes she really wondered if this man had mind reading skills.

It is said that serious men are the most charming, and Rong Jin at this moment is undoubtedly charming.

He was wearing ordinary house clothes and a simple apron tied around his waist. He had his head down and his profile was well defined.

Compared with a month ago, his hair was longer, with a strand covering the corners of his eyes, and he looked less dark than usual.

Regardless of appearance and ability, Rong Jin is one of the best. Such a man made soup for her, and she said in her heart that she was not moved at all, it was a lie.

He didn't speak, and she didn't speak, just watching him move, and the atmosphere of silence lasted for a while.

Finally, Rong Jin paused for a moment with the hand holding the kitchen knife, looked up at her, his words were still very light: "Should the meat be shredded or diced?"

"Cut shreds." She replied, with a smile that she hadn't noticed at the corner of her mouth.

His eyes suddenly darkened.

Shengge walked over, pressed his hand and held the kitchen knife: "You go out, I'll come."

He pulled her hand away without raising his head and said, "Are you feeling well from a cold?"

Shengge's heart trembled suddenly, and a sense of warmth surged up, she didn't force it, and watched Rong Jin prepare all the necessary ingredients while guiding.

When it was time to start cooking, he didn't try to be brave anymore. He took off his apron and wrapped it around her expressionlessly, and walked out of the kitchen.

Shengge looked at his back with a twinkle in his eyes.

He was right, she thought, and she had never tried to believe him.

His arrival was so strong that she automatically categorized him in her heart.

And he has also shown time and time again that the two have needs for each other and each has plans.

So, this idea took root in my heart.

She twitched the corners of her lips in a self-deprecating manner. The relationship between the two became what it is now, probably because their amount of information was not equal from the beginning.

Rong Jin was always on the strong side, but she was just forced to bear it.

what about now?

He said nothing, can she try to believe him?
Sheng Ge hasn't cooked for a long time, and she didn't expect her cooking skills to be familiar. Her Chinese food is actually very ordinary, but she secretly tasted it before serving it, and it was unexpectedly delicious.

But it turned out that it wasn't her narcissism, the dinner was swept away by two men, and she didn't even have a spoonful of rice to match her appetite.

Qin Ran praised her very forcefully, Rong Jin just got up silently, put the empty plates into the kitchen, and cleaned the dishes.

While he was washing the dishes, Qin Ran took the opportunity to lean into her ear and asked softly, "Sister Qin, do you think it's weird?"

"What's so weird?"

His eyebrows were raised in the direction of the kitchen.

"No." Shengge looked away, picked up some materials from the coffee table and flipped through them. They were materials from several better elementary schools in Qingcheng.

The information is very detailed, there are marks in some places, and the strong fonts are naturally written by Rong Jin.

She compared several schools, and finally her eyes stayed on the materials of the primary school attached to Qingda University.

Her brother, she, and Ah Shu all came from the attached primary school. The teachers in the attached primary school are very good, and the environment is also good. She thinks it is the best among several schools.

Thinking of this, she turned to look at Qin Ran: "Ran Ran, which school do you want to go to?"

Qin Ran read out the name of a school, but it was not the attached primary school she had expected.

Compared with the primary school attached to Qingda University, that primary school is clearly inferior.

Sheng Ge frowned, and asked him suspiciously, "Why don't you go to the attached primary school?"

"It's far away from home." Behind him, an indifferent voice answered for him: "Yuqing's teachers are no worse than Fuxiao, the only difference is in the hard conditions. Rong will donate to build a new science and technology building. In this way , Yuqing and the affiliated primary school are already on par in strength."

She didn't expect him to say that, but after thinking about it carefully, what he said made sense. In terms of the strength of teachers, Yuqing is indeed not inferior, and judging from the students sent out every year, it is even better. .

Just home, which home?
Shengge's eyes fell on the address of Yuqing Primary School, and his heart skipped a beat.

Yuqing Primary School is only a few kilometers away from Chengnan Villa.

There used to be their home.

With a thought, she put the materials back to the original place: "Since Ran Ran likes Yuqing Primary School, let's go there."

Seeing her weird expression, Qin Ran hurriedly said, "Sister Qin likes to go to the elementary school attached to Qingda University, so Ran Ran will go to the attached elementary school instead of Yuqing."

After all, he looked at her earnestly.

Seeing this, Shengge couldn't help but chuckle: "Is it you or me who goes to school?"

Ran Ran's voice was weak: "But sister Qin doesn't like it."

"Did I say I didn't like it?"

After the words fell, Qin Ran's eyes lit up.

Rong Jin came over, opened the drawer and took out his medicine. Seeing this, he took it obediently, and Sheng Ge hurriedly got up and poured a glass of water.

Although the operation was completed, Qin Ran still had to take anti-platelet drugs routinely for a short period of time.

After he took the medicine, it was Shengge's turn. She looked at the medicine in Rong Jin's hand and was really entangled, and looked at him questioningly: "I think I'm almost healed, can I stop taking it?"

"Qin Ran took the medicine for only 3 minutes, and now it has been 5 minutes." Rong Jin stated the facts in a leisurely manner.

Shengge: "..."

Is that how it compares?
She resignedly took the few pills in his hand that seemed to her to be particularly bitter, poured them into her mouth in a single gulp, and took two sips of water to suppress the urge to vomit.

Rong Jin looked at her expression of bitterness and hatred, and a faint smile appeared in his eyes.

But his smile only had time to condense for a moment, and the next second his mobile phone on the coffee table rang untimely.

A call from the Rong family.

Rong Jin's expression changed, and he hung up the phone.

Just after hanging up, the phone rang again persistently.

This time he directly turned the mute, and discussed with Qin Ran that it is suitable to enter the school without saying a word.

It's not so much a discussion as a decision.

Because he was the only one talking, and Qin Ran was just listening with his head deaf, and subconsciously nodded when he asked.

Shengge watched the phone flash for a while, then finally calmed down.

Just when she thought it was going to stop there, his cell phone flashed again, this time with a different number and a note.

Third Uncle.

Rong Jin glanced at the screen, and finally raised his hand to take the phone.

　Toothache is terrible, I don’t know if I can write the second update, babies go to bed first~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)