The heart of the king of the net pleases you

Chapter 415

What is a little different is that Qingqian spends less time playing games, because she has to modify her own design drafts. Of course, the same is true for Lu Xuanyan.

Sometimes when Qingqian was eating, Cheng Yu suddenly sent her a message saying that there was something to be revised in the manuscript. For example, tonight, when Qingqian was eating, she went upstairs and returned to her room as soon as she received the message. Modify the design draft.

When the design draft was finished, it was past eight o'clock. Qingqian rubbed her flat stomach, but she didn't eat two bites just now, she was really hungry now.

How about going down to find something to eat, Qingqian took the empty water glass, and brought up a glass of juice by the way.

When it was clear, there were only two or three scattered people sitting in the lounge, and the rest of the team members should be in the gym or their own rooms.

"Is it changed?" Lu Xuanyan was also in the lounge, and when she saw Qingqian coming down, she walked towards her: "Are you hungry? I didn't see how much you ate before."

"It's a bit." Qingqian smiled and nodded: "Come with me to the kitchen."

Lu Xuanyan raised her eyebrows, but she was actually a little hungry.

Seeing Qingqian coming in, the chef said quickly, "Are Miss Qingqian hungry? Let me make something for Miss Qingqian if you want to eat?"

Master Jingwu specially ordered him to leave the kitchen later, because Miss Qingqian might be hungry, and as expected, Master Jingwu was right.

"No, let's do it ourselves." Qingxiao said with a smile: "I bought some ingredients for baking cold noodles when I went to buy ingredients two days ago, are they still in the refrigerator?"

"Yes, I put everything away for Miss Qingqian," the chef replied while helping Qingqian wash the pot, "It's all in the refrigerator."

"Okay, thank you." Qingqian took out the ingredients and made a cold roasted noodle for herself and Lu Xuanyan, and when she turned around with the plate, she was startled by the three heads sticking out from behind the door.

"What are you doing here?" Qingqian looked at them helplessly.

"It smells so good, we also want to eat Qingqian." Apart from Jiro, Bunta and Eiji, there was no one else hiding behind the door.

"Give it to you first, and I'll do it later." Qingqian smiled and handed out the plate.

"Long live Qingqian." The three cheered and took the plate and rushed out of the kitchen.

Qingqian thought that the three of them would eat the same few servings, so she simply made a serving for each team member. Fortunately, it was easier to make the cold noodles, and it took only half an hour to complete.

Qingqian was already hungry, but after such a toss, she became even hungrier. In order to make up for herself, she made a double portion.

When the door of Atobe Keigo's room was knocked, he was leaning on the sofa and reading a collection of poems.

"Master Jingwu, this is a supper just made." The servant stood at the door with a tray.

"I don't want to eat it, take it out." Atobe Keigo didn't even raise his eyes. He lives very self-disciplined and rarely eats supper, but Qingqian likes it so he stays with him, but in this situation...he still eats what to eat!

"Miss Qingqian made this." The servant still carried the plate and did not leave.

Hearing this, Atobe Keigo raised his head, put down the book in his hand, glanced at the servant, and moved his lips: "Put it down."

He knew it... The servant suppressed a smile and put the plate on the coffee table.

After the servant left, Atobe Keigo walked to the side of the coffee table, picked up the plate and eagerly tasted it.

Well, it really is his Qingqian craftsmanship... as good as ever.

(End of this chapter)