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"Emotional problems?" Su Qingji chuckled nonchalantly, "I remember that in the early years, in the circle of the capital, Miss Jian was a charming person everywhere, and the number of people who pursued her could not be counted on two hands , Men and women can't wait to line up, she also enjoys it, every day she claims that besides painting, she is flirting, like a fish in water among the flowers, showing mercy here, being ambiguous there, she can advance and retreat with ease, and deal with all kinds of ex-girlfriend problems With ease, such a person will be troubled by emotional problems one day?"

Su Qingji shook his head, "Could it be that she met a difficult ex-girlfriend? Can't get rid of it, so it hurts?"

Before Jian Ai got together with You Luo, she really had such a personality. In the celebrity circle, she had so many ex-girlfriends that she could form a team. Fortunately, Jian Ai was not interested in men, otherwise she wouldn't be able to take all men and women. Next.This is also the reason why Su Qingji reacted so strongly when she learned that You Luo and Jian Ai were together. Her mood fluctuated because the sister she secretly liked became someone else's, and the second was because this other person turned out to be someone else. In the upper circles of the capital, Jian Ai who is "famous".

Who is not good to be with, but such a woman who is merciful and sings every night?At the time, You Luo said that Jian Ai was very kind, and that Jian Ai had sworn to her that she had settled down, but in the end, in the end, this woman still cheated.

Tang Anran didn't make a sound after hearing what she said.

"What's wrong?" Su Qingji asked her.

Observing her expression, Tang Anran hesitated and said, "You seem...to have a bad impression of Jian Ai?"

Why did she feel that from Su Qingji's words, she could vaguely hear that Su Qingji seemed to have a problem with Jian Ai?

Su Qingji blinked his eyelids lazily, and said calmly, "It's not bad, mainly because her deeds are too brilliant and impressive," she turned her eyes to other paintings in the room , "Knowing her past and personality, there will always be some preconceived impressions."

Tang Anran looked down at Jian Ai's signature in the lower right corner, "How do I feel... the Jane Ai we're talking about doesn't look like a person?"

"Huh?" Su Qingji turned his eyes.

Tang Anran recalled with a tone of voice, "In the four years I have known Jane Ai, she gave me the impression that she is a very dedicated person."

"Huh?" Su Qingji seemed to have heard something strange, "Zhenqing? Her? Her surname is Jane and her name is Ai, and her Italian name is Aigle Rossi?"

"Hmm..." Tang Anran was surprised by her reaction, and nodded blankly, "So it seems that you and I know that she is completely different."

Su Qingji's impression of Jian Ai was too deep-rooted. Hearing this, she immediately felt that Jian Ai deliberately created a dedicated and affectionate persona in front of Tang Anran.

This scumbag is quite good at disguising herself.

Tang Anran and Jian Ai have known each other for several years, and they seem to have a good relationship. Even if Su Qingji doesn't like Jian Ai, she can't say too many bad things about her in front of Tang Anran. Jian Ai's works are very good, she is a very talented and excellent painter, but works are works, people are people, I don't agree with her character, what I know of her, and the two words dedicated It really doesn't fit at all."

Su Qingji asked Tang Anran suspiciously, "So what did she tell you to make you think she is a dedicated person?"

The word "dedicated affection" was used on Jian Ai, which simply ruined this affectionate expression. Alas, Tang Anran's character is still kind, so she was deceived by this woman's one-sided words.

It's not like Tang Anran would talk about other people's personalities behind their backs, so she simply mentioned a few words, "I didn't say anything, but she has a deep affection for her ex-girlfriend, and she seems to be obsessed with it for so many years, and she will feel depressed when she is mentioned. She didn’t talk about it, but I’m guessing she turned to hyperrealism because of her ex-girlfriend.”

Su Qingji's expression was light, "She has so many ex-girlfriends, she might have a few new girlfriends a year."

Tang Anran heard the words, looked at Su Qingji's expression, and said with a smile: "I think she is almost like a Teddy in your heart."

"Jane Teddy?" Su Qingji thought deeply, "I think it's about the same."

Tang Anran was amused by her, and she defended Jian Ai a little bit, "I have known her for so many years, but she has never been in a relationship. After all these years, her ex-girlfriend is still the one from four years ago."

Su Qingji twitched his brows slightly after hearing what she said, four years ago? ...is it Youluo?

However, in the next second, she realized the key point, oh, no, it was four years ago with that cheating partner.

"She has been single all these years?" Su Qingji didn't believe Jian Ai's character at all.

Tang Anran blinked her almond eyes slightly, "Yes."

"Okay." Su Qingji responded lightly, but she still didn't believe it in her heart. Her impression of Jian Ai would not change for a while. She knew too much about what this woman had done. Whether it was before or after she met You Luo, she knew very well that the country is easy to change and the nature is hard to change, and cats can't change the stealth. Jian Ai is a cat that likes to steal.

Su Qingji had no intention of knowing too much about Jian Ai, and didn't want to talk about her too much, so he put this topic aside, glanced at his phone and said, "It's nine o'clock, are you hungry?"

"It's okay," Tang Anran asked back, "How about you?"

Su Qingji shook his head, "I'm not hungry, I've become a habit of going on a diet, and I don't feel hungry anymore."

"Aren't you going to start gaining weight? You have to eat breakfast." Tang Anran was about to go to the kitchen. "I'll go and see what ingredients are left over from last night. Shall I make you breakfast?"

"Hey, wait a minute," Su Qingji called to stop her, "Don't bother me, I'll see if there is any takeaway."

Tang Anran recalled the route when he came yesterday, "Here...is the suburbs...there should be no takeaways."

Su Qingji was reminded by her and was aware of the problem, but she still took out her mobile phone, "Let me see."

Tang Anran looked at her, and inexplicably evoked a smile, "Okay, then look, I'll go to the kitchen and have a look."

Su Qingji clicked on the food delivery app, and sure enough, it showed that the delivery distance was exceeded.

"I can't send it, it's too far away."

Tang Anran looked around in the kitchen, heard her helpless voice, and responded with a smile: "It's a guess."

Su Qingji walked behind her, "I'll ask Xi Zhu to buy it and send it over, you have to eat."

"No, your assistant finally has a vacation, let her have a good rest." Tang Anran took out a bunch of small vegetables from the refrigerator, turned her head and saluted Su Qing, "Didn't you say, I'll make it for you. "

"what are you going to do?"

"For breakfast, eat lightly, and you have just resumed your diet, so you are not suitable for eating spicy food, and the ingredients here are limited, um..." Tang Anran inspected the kitchen counter, "How about... How about my Yangchun noodles, do you like noodles?"

"Yangchun noodles?" Su Qingji smiled, "Okay, I like it."

I like everything you do.

There were no noodles in the kitchen, only a small bag of flour. Tang Anran washed his hands, found a small round basin of suitable size, estimated the amount of noodles for two people, poured the flour into the small round basin, and mixed it with a little salt .

Su Qingji stood behind her and watched her busy, "Do you need my help?"

"No, I can do it myself." Tang Anran added water to the flour bit by bit with his left hand, and stirred with chopsticks in his right hand, concentrating on it.

Su Qingji leaned against the kitchen counter a few steps away from her, unwilling to leave, Tang Anran's serious profile now seemed to be more beautiful than when she was focusing on filming.

Tang Anran felt that her gaze had been fixed on her body, and the side of her face that was facing her became inexplicably hot, so she raised her head and asked, "Do you want to eat egg noodles?"

"Huh?" Su Qingji froze for a moment, then nodded again, "Okay."

Tang Anran pushed Su Qingji away, "Then go get some eggs for me, I just saw three in the egg carton in the refrigerator."

Su Qingji was in a happy mood, "Okay."

Crack an egg into the flour flakes, and use chopsticks to stir the egg liquid and flour flakes until there is no dry flour. Tang Anran bent his sleeves, and shaped the light yellow dough with eggs added with plain white hands. The dough is still relatively hard , Tang Anran exerted a little strength with her hands, and after kneading the dough until the surface was smooth, she added some corn oil, and continued kneading until the oil was absorbed by the dough.

After kneading the dough, Tang Anran looked around, and Su Qingji asked, "What are you looking for?"

"Cling film, where did I see it just now?"

"Cling film..." Su Qingji muttered, walked around the empty kitchen and searched, and then successfully found the target, "I found it, here it is."

Tang Anran reached out to take it, Su Qingji shook her head, "No, I'll do it," she walked to Tang Anran's side, "What should I do?"

"Just cover this basin." Tang Anran reached out and gestured.

"it is good."

The plastic wrap has not been unpacked yet, after Su Qingji tore open the package, he carefully found the starting position of the plastic wrap on the cylinder, and said to Tang Anran: "You go do something else, I'll get this."

Tang Anran saw her seriously dealing with the plastic wrap, and suddenly felt a little cute in contrast, she couldn't help but take a second look, then chuckled and said, "Okay, I'll adjust the soup base."

There is only one kitchen knife, which is a Western-style chef's knife. Tang Anran washed a handful of shallots and cut them into small pieces on the cutting board. Su Qingji covered the plastic wrap, and the sound of the knife on the cutting board was brisk. His hands are fair, in sharp contrast to the emerald green shallots. His knife skills are skillful and neat, and he looks like he cooks often.

They didn't eat much. Tang Anran took two small bowls and put a proper amount of salt and soy sauce on the bottom of the bowls. The authentic Yangchun noodles use lard to make the soup, but there is no lard here, and she made The simple version is not authentic. You can only add two drops of sesame oil to adjust the aroma, then heat a small amount of corn oil, and pour a spoonful of a bowl into the prepared sauce.

It takes 15 minutes to wake up the noodles, and there is still a while. Su Qingji brought the only three eggs, one was used for mixing the noodles just now, and there are two left. Tang Anran plans to make a poached egg.

Pour an appropriate amount of water into the small pot, bring it to a boil on high heat, then turn to low heat, and when the water is no longer boiling, she pours in two raw eggs one by one along the side of the pot, then covers the pot and lets it simmer on the lowest heat .

She was busy and concentrated in front of the kitchen counter, only to find that Su Qingji folded her arms and looked at her without leaving her eyes when she turned her head. Tang Anran turned her head and paused, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Su Qingji smiled lightly, Tao's eyes were soft, "It seems that you enjoy cooking."

"Really?" Tang Anran brushed the hair from her cheeks behind her ears with her wrist, and said with a smile: "Actually, I am really interested in cooking, but now I seldom have time to do it myself."

"It can be seen that when you do something you like, people seem to glow," Su Qingji said, and walked towards her, "I feel that you are shining now."