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Chapter 7 Come to my house for dinner

"arrive!"

As soon as He Ning stopped the car, Yu Beicheng sat up and looked out the window.

"It's here, He Ning, remember to pick me up tomorrow morning, I'll go up first, bye!"

It's okay, when the big beauty said goodbye, I didn't forget that there was a third person in the car.

He Ning thought about it, but still remembered Jiang Zhihuai.

"I'll order a takeaway for you later, and then it's only eight o'clock, and then the takeaway will arrive at about nine o'clock, and I'll trouble you to deliver the food to her home."

"Sister Ning, give me the menu, and then I can order."

"That's fine too."

When Yu Beicheng is tired, he needs to sleep for a while. This is the case today. He probably woke up after a few 10 minutes of sleep. He didn’t eat much at noon. Noodles, because she is too lazy to choose, let alone cook.

He Ning was very efficient. Before the elevator reached the twelfth floor, Jiang Zhihuai's cell phone rang.

Looking at the menu, there are vegetables in the refrigerator at home, which is really good, so I don’t have to waste time to buy them.

Yu Beicheng didn't have a good image, so she just lay down on the sofa and fell asleep. In today's photo, she felt that her expression was rigidly attached to her face, without any sense of vividness.

The hour hand pointed to the number 9, and the body on the sofa moved.

Yu Beicheng took out her mobile phone, and the screen stabbed her so that one eye was closed and the other was half-opened. Her hand had quickly dimmed the screen.

Then he opened his eyes, looked at the time displayed on the phone, counted down tens of seconds in his heart, and got up from the sofa at the last second.

"I, Hu Hansan, are back again."

Sure enough, after sleeping for a while, Yu Beicheng felt like he was alive again.

Turn on the light, and the phone on the table starts to vibrate.

"are you awake?"

"Come to my house for dinner!"

Yu Beicheng looked at the note on his side—hmph, who is it? Why can't Yu Beicheng remember it!

Jiang Zhihuai was really not surprised when he saw the polite and distant "Who are you?"

Seeing that there was no news for a long time, Yu Beicheng shrugged.

Still wondering who would come to her at night, but looking at the person outside the door, Yu Beicheng began to regret why he didn't see who it was, and closed the door so quickly.

"Come and eat!"

Jiang Zhihuai's voice was much gentler. I don't know if it was Yu Beicheng's illusion, or Yu Beicheng fell asleep.

Yu Beicheng stared at Jiang Zhihuai with his head tilted, and was only stunned for a few seconds.

"Here comes."

Yu Beicheng has a hobby, which is to eat food cooked by others. There is no reason, it is purely because he likes to cook, but he has no reason to cook in his life. After frying several kitchens, Yu Beicheng has completely I gave up this hobby.

"Wow."

On the dining table, there were really a lot of delicacies, all of which were delicious in color, fragrance, and taste. Yu Beicheng had already begun to taste it without hesitation.

"You don't eat?"

Jiang Zhihuai could barely understand these words.

"you eat!"

Jiang Zhihuai didn't speak, just stared at Yu Beicheng, seeing the delicious food, Jiang Zhihuai himself felt a sense of fullness.

"You can cook!"

Yu Beicheng was really surprised.

"Cooking, isn't it a very simple thing?"

Listening to this, it really sprinkled salt into Yu Beicheng's wounds.

After all, cooking is really not an easy task for a kitchen hacker who will fry the kitchen whenever he enters the kitchen.

"Do you want to learn?"

Yu Beicheng stared at Jiang Zhihuai seriously.

"Are you sure you want to teach me?"

(End of this chapter)