Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 595 The more you pull, the more you love the principle 146
Jiang Li'an's nose was red with grievance, and he looked down at him.

He looked very serious when his eyelashes were drooping, his hair was messy, his nose was straight, and he had a clean demeanor.

The fingers pressed her hand forcibly, and the temperature of the fingertips touched each other. The hardness of the male joints and the girl's delicacy formed a sharp contrast.

If Shen Qingzhuo hadn't threatened her, Jiang Li'an would have been very happy.

After cutting the nails, Shen Qingzhuo opened the side drawer, took out a lot of things for nail art, and put them on the table.

Jiang Li'an's bad premonition reached its peak.

She asked him what he did, and he said in a very natural tone, doing her manicures.

These were the scariest words Jiang Li'an had ever heard in his life.

Hands straight back.

Shen Qingzhuo pulled her back.

It was cold and fierce.

A manicure takes an hour.

When Jiang Li'an saw the black unorthodox manicure on his hand, he couldn't hold back any longer, the corners of his mouth puckered, the circles of his eyes turned red, and he held back his tears.

Shen Qingzhuo was very satisfied: "Does it look good?"

"Wow woo woo." Jiang Li'an choked up tears, crying out of breath, "It's so ugly!"

Shen Qingzhuo: "..."

"Last night at ten o'clock and three o'clock in the evening, a car accident occurred on the section of Anfa Street, causing serious injuries to one person..."

In the private villa, the news is still playing on the TV.

"Bang—" The sound of the porcelain falling apart echoed in the cold and empty room.

The bird's nest was scattered all over the place.

"Why are you so careless?" The person who had just walked in paused, his tone gentle.

"I'm sorry!" Shen Siyue said in a panic, getting off the bed with bare feet, trying to clean up the mess on the ground, but Tan Junxi held down her hand.

"Girls are delicate and don't need to do this, let me do it."

Shen Siyue withdrew her hand in a daze, squatted on the ground, and looked at the person in front of her.

He was wearing a soft white shirt, half-kneeling on one knee, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes.

It was like a scene that Shen Siyue had dreamed about for a long time.

But the way he looked at her... was weird.

It's hard to say, it's like looking at another person, sometimes it makes Shen Siyue feel that it's just an illusion.

Shen Siyue sat up and stared at the TV screen until the TV reported that there were no casualties before she heaved a sigh of relief. Apart from rejoicing, she seemed to have other emotions in her heart that she didn't dare to think about.

Then... She saw the surveillance video on the TV.

Those blue eyes that always have a sense of distance.

"Boom—" Shen Siyue's mind went blank.

"It's pretty, right?" Tan Junxi followed her gaze and said with a smile, with no deep meaning.

Shen Siyue didn't even hear what he said clearly, she nodded in a daze, woke up from the dream, and quickly called Shen Qingzhuo, but couldn't ask a word.

What can I say?

In the end, she could only ask helplessly and guiltily: "Brother... If I do something wrong, will you blame me?"

The voice on the other side of the phone was calm: "What you should do is to do things well, not care about other people's attitudes."

Shen Siyue closed her eyes and began to cry again.

He asked where she was.

Shen Siyue saw the sunlight outside the window, saw the gentle figure on the opposite side, and saw everything around her that was strange but accepted her.

She lied to Shen Qingzhuo for the first time, and she heard herself say, "I'm at home."

For a long time, the big white goose was flying its pure white wings in the beautiful training base, thumping, thumping, and showing its wonderful voice, quack, quack.

Manly and high-spirited.

patrolling his territory.

Shen Qingzhuo thought to herself that she couldn't raise a goose, could she?What is this.

So Shen Qingzhuo made a great decision - he was going to stew it!
In the first hour when he decided to stew the big goose in an iron pot, Shen Qingzhuo locked himself in the specially equipped kitchen in the instructor's dormitory, studied these unfamiliar electrical appliances, and fiddled with them for a long time, without even flipping through the manual, he called Zuo Duo irritably. made a phone call.

"How do you use all these things in the kitchen?"

"……what?"

"As for me, I want to stew goose for my partner." Shen Qingzhuo leaned against the glazed platform, his long legs loosely crossed, because in the dormitory, there are no rules, the upper body is a black hoodie, and the long legs are wearing light gray loose trousers. Still can't hide the superior and flamboyant lines of the young man.

He was making a phone call with one hand, while holding the glazed table with the other, he tapped with his slender fingers intermittently, with a handsome side face and a lazy tone, automatically omitting the word "future".

The tone was quite reasonable, and there was even a little bit of showing off.

Zuo Duo choked speechlessly. Before they were together, they would talk about each other. If they were together, wouldn't they just call him wife?

shameless!
But compared to the object, the last two words have a stronger impact, Zuo Duo is not sure: "What is stewing?"

"Goose." Shen Qingzhuo's voice was cold and clear, "That big white goose."

"Quack!" The big white goose was scurrying about in the kitchen, as if unaware of its dangerous situation.

Zuo Duo: "Zuoshen, is there a possibility that you have misunderstood yourself?"

"Ok?"

"You were No. 13 in September last year. You cooked a meal at home because you thought the takeaway was unclean, and then you were sent to the hospital for gastric lavage and stayed in the hospital for eight days. If you forgot, I don't mind reminding you. .”

Zuo Duo made a bold guess: "Are you planning to be a pair of desperate mandarin ducks with your partner, or do you want to take the opportunity to secretly kill someone?"

Shen Qingzhuo: "..."

"That was last year."

"Yes, let me say one thing this year, just three nights ago you cooked a pot of instant noodles under my supervision and managed to make a poached egg, although the eggshell was still hidden in the egg. I only Personally, I feel very gratified, but this is not a reason for you to have confidence in your cooking skills."

#19-year-old team members will use gas tanks to cook instant noodles.

#Captain Zuo Duo has tears in his eyes and tears of gratitude.

Shen Qingzhuo frowned: "I still think I can try."

The eight team members on the other side of the phone rushed over after hearing the news, and when they heard what they said clearly, they burst into laughter. The laughter resounded unceremoniously through the phone, and the chattering voices of teenagers came over.

"Zhuangshen! I don't know if the takeaway is clean, but the thing you made must be dirty!"

"Letting go of yourself is a virtue hahahahahaha!"

"Forget it, Zhuo Shen, your hand is still suitable for holding musical instruments, isn't it suitable for playing the guitar? If you don't have that culinary talent, don't mess around."

"If you dare to cook, your partner will have to run away with luggage all night!"

"Say it again?" Shen Qingzhuo's tone was calm, with a soft ending.

The other side stopped.

Zuo Duo comforted: "Have you the time to cook? It's not that you don't have money, can you hire eighteen fucking nannies?"

"You're right." Shen Qingzhuo seemed to have been connected to Ren and Du, "I can hire someone."

(End of this chapter)