Jing Dong is very straight

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"I'm good at cooking!" Good cooking was the only reason Tang Qiubai could think of to invite her to dinner.

"The order is reversed."

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Meaning...she invited me to dinner? !

That's fine too, ready-made is good, you don't have to do it yourself!

"You know how to cook?" Jing Shuyun replied quickly. From the question mark at the end of the sentence, Tang Qiubai saw the meaning of "You know how to cook!".

"Yes." People who live alone, how can they live if they don't know how to cook!Tang Qiubai shouted silently.

"Then what ingredients do you need?"

Looking at Jing Shuyun's words, Tang Qiubai thought of a vivid emoji, a child covered his mouth by the child behind him, with "I think" on his head, and "No, You do not want."

Combined with this moment, Tang Qiubai said, "I want to go out to eat."

Jing Shuyun covered her mouth, "No, you don't want to."

Helpless, Tang Qiubai said the words first, and he can't go back on his words, "What do you want to eat?"

"I don't choose." Tang Qiubai breathed a sigh of relief at Jing Shuyun's answer.

Don't pick well, don't pick well.

"As you like, you say, I'll let someone buy it." The other party still spoke concisely.

"Then make it, sweet and sour pork ribs, stir-fried seasonal vegetables, tomato egg drop soup, steamed fish?" Tang Qiubai thought about it, and picked out a few delicious and convenient dishes.

"The fish should have fewer bones. I still have chicken eggs at home. Just buy vegetables with all the seasonings." Tang Qiubai reminded again.

"it is good."

Tang Qiubai put away his mobile phone and went to check the samples.

After she finished tossing around, checked the instruments one by one, turned off the lights and locked the door, and left the company, Tang Qiubai realized that it was already dark.

When Tang Qiubai got into the car, Jing Shuyun just raised her hand to close the notebook. She looked a little tired. She pushed the gold-rimmed glasses to her forehead and hung her head up slightly, pinching the bridge of her nose.

"Is it over?" she asked.

"It's over." Tang Qiubai looked at her slightly closed eyes, feeling a little complicated.

"Xiao Li, drive."

"Okay, Director Jing."

After a while, Jing Shuyun opened his eyes, picked up a bag from her feet, and handed it to Tang Qiubai, "Your gift."

"Gift... oh!" Tang Qiubai suddenly remembered the gift she told Jing Shuyun, and took it with both hands, "Thank you, Director Jing."

"We agreed, and I will trouble you too."

"No trouble, the rice cakes are super cute!" Tang Qiubai smiled lightly while holding the bulging bag.

The streetlight behind Tang Qiubai was backing quickly, against the light, Jing Shuyun narrowed his eyes slightly uncomfortable, "It will take some time to receive the postcard."

"Good~"

With a simple word, Jing Shuyun could hear the little tail in Tang Qiubai's voice, as if she was about to raise her head to the sky, she turned her head to avoid Tang Qiubai's sight, and gently curled her lips.

This time, there were no other people in the elevator, only Tang Qiubai and Jing Shuyun.

In a closed space, Jing Shuyun stood behind her, neither far nor near, but Tang Qiubai was a little nervous because he couldn't see her, and her back was straightened.

The two were very quiet, for a moment Tang Qiubai thought he was the only one, but the patchouli, which seemed to be absent, gently hooked the tip of her nose, telling her that there was another person behind her.

When getting out of the elevator, Tang Qiubai secretly rejoiced that the rented house was not high-floor, only on the sixth floor.

Crossing the corner, there was a figure standing by the door. Tang Qiubai was so frightened that he suddenly stopped and stood where he was. The people behind him were caught off guard and bumped into her with a muffled sound.

It felt a little soft to the touch, but the sudden force of the impact still made Tang Qiubai jump forward, and the people behind quickly grabbed her with one hand, and only then forced Tang Qiubai not to fall.

Tang Qiubai hurriedly turned around to help the person behind him, and stopped her back with one hand, looked at the person at his door, and asked loudly, "What are you doing?!"

The figure seemed to be frightened by the two of them, and after a while he bent down and said, "Dr. Jing, you ordered dinner."

?What?food? !

"Hmm." The person behind him responded without emotion.

The atmosphere was subtle and awkward, Tang Qiubai insisted on not looking back, opened the door silently, lowered his head and welcomed the person in, then went to pick up the stranger's figure with a lot of food in his hand, and said to the figure again, "Sorry, take your time." let's go."

Tang Qiubai shrank back home, and just as he closed the door, the air-conditioning that rushed towards him made the temperature in the house drop a few degrees.

Does Jing Dong not need to turn on the air conditioner at home?Ultra-intelligent and energy-saving human-shaped air conditioner.

In the house of two people and one dog, the happiest thing is the rice cakes. The little guy doesn’t care about the strange atmosphere. Seeing the long-lost Jing Shuyun and Tang Qiubai come back at the same time, he is so happy that he shakes his head, his tail is about to catch up with the electric fan up.

Mi Cake ran over and just fell into the arms of Jing Shuyun who was squatting down, enjoying the smooth hair of his slender fingers.

Tang Qiubai looked at the person and the dog, and was a little distracted. It took him a while to react, and he went to take out the vegetables packed in plastic boxes from the bag one by one.

Opening the lids one by one, Tang Qiubai saw that none of the dishes she and Jing Shuyun had mentioned to cook 10 minutes ago were missing, and some other dishes were even added.

Tang Qiubai was a little dazed looking at the dishes on the table, and for a brief moment in his heart, he seemed to be hit by something and didn't know what to say.

"Don't you want to take the bowl and chopsticks?" Jing Shuyun poured some dog food for the rice cake, got up and met Tang Qiubai's eyes, and then looked down at the dishes on the table.