Help!Shang Lian Zong was captured by a paper man

Chapter 39 Luoluo, is the noodles I cook so delicious?

Just hit the opponent's line of sight.

She hurriedly looked away, her fingers brushed across the countertop, and went around to the left side of the cooking counter, pretending to be familiar with the environment.

Taking a peek at the "actor" diagonally opposite, He Ziyan entered the kitchen from the right, turned his face away, and covered the involuntary curve of his lips with his fist.

"What are you going to do?" Jiang Luo asked.

At the moment, they are separated at opposite ends of the kitchen diagonal.

Existing, furthest distance.

In this way, Jiang Luo felt relieved.

"Let me see." He Ziyan was behind the refrigerator, and he turned around.

The door is opened, and the refrigerator room is full, pork, beef, green vegetables, enoki mushrooms... all packaged ingredients.

With his back turned to Jiang Luo, his voice floated: "Luo Luo, let me cook noodles for you, try my cooking."

That sounds weird.

To be precise, He Ziyan is quite strange.

Every word of his seems to have a meaning, which is unpredictable.

After reacting for two seconds, Jiang Luo responded slowly, "Oh, good."

There is no need for assistance to cook the noodles. She firmly occupies the corner and is determined not to take a step closer.

He Ziyan walked to the stove, opened the menu pad placed by the program group, and started searching.

Witnessing his operation, Jiang Luo was speechless.

It turned out not to be.

Following the steps shown in the menu, He Ziyan prepared the side dishes, boiled the water, put the noodles, adjusted the sauce, and a series of actions flowed smoothly.During this period, he did not say a word, focused and quiet.

Like a gentle oil painting, the outline is glowing softly.

Gulu Gulu, the water vapor rises.

The noodles are cooked.

Jiang Luo stepped forward to help serve the noodles.

He Ziyan looked at her, pursed his lips lightly, and then handed over the bowl.

laughed again.

Not knowing that she was Jiang Luoqian, her face was expressionless.

After knowing that she is Jiang Luo, she is as warm as a spring breeze.

It is true that they want to cooperate with the speculation of CP, but this is too obvious.

"Thank you." Jiang Luo took the bowl and sat at the corner of the dining table next to the cooking table.

There are two empty seats left on the right hand side.

She said silently in her heart: I hope He Ziyan won't sit across from her.

I hope He Ziyan doesn't sit across from him.

……

Brush pull.

He Ziyan wanted far away, and pulled away the dining chair directly opposite Jiang Luo.

It still appeared.

This hell-level embarrassing scene.

She wants to have a meal with this strange He Ziyan face to face!
The air is about to freeze.

Jiang Luo buried her face low, not wanting to raise her head.

Even so, you can feel the indistinct scrutiny in front of you.

"Luoluo, are the noodles I cook so delicious?" The tone was playful.

Jiang Luo raised her face, still with those hot eyes, she hastily lowered her eyes again: "Huh?"

Above his head, He Ziyan said with a smile in his tone: "Your face is about to be buried in the bowl."

Jiang Luo: "..."

high cold.

Be cold.

She reminded herself in her heart.

Sitting up, straightening his back a little, still not looking at him, Jiang Luo picked up a chopstick, with a calm face, "The taste is really good."

In fact, she was so caught up in the emotional vortex that she didn't even pay attention to the taste of the noodles.

"Can Luoluo cook noodles?" He Ziyan asked again.

Can you stop calling me Luoluo?

Jiang Luo roared inwardly.

Besides, who can't cook noodles?

She raised her chin slightly, still with a noble and glamorous expression, she replied: "Yes."

"Is it better than mine?" He Ziyan asked.

Jiang Luo: "..."

Is this the legendary desire to win?
Tolerable or unbearable.

Not wanting to make false claims with him anymore, Jiang Luo said firmly, "Almost."

He Ziyan sneered.

Jiang Luo: "..."

"I'll try it tomorrow morning." He Ziyan answered.

Not the polite words "next time" that adults are used to, but the clear time "tomorrow morning".

Jiang Luo felt as if he had pushed himself into a fire pit. "……good."

Silence for a while.

Now that He Ziyan had said so much, she decided to take advantage of the situation and ask what was on her mind.

"Does your company...develop games?"

With slightly lowered eyebrows, He Ziyan's hand holding the wooden chopsticks froze, and looked at her: "What?"

Jiang Luo explained: "You are very similar to a game character..."

Casting his eyes sharply, He Ziyan stared at her with a different kind of emotion in his eyes, just like when Chu Chu greeted her.

He asked again: "What game?"

Uh……

Can you tell?
"Don't make extravagance." Brother Xiao Lin's exhortation rang in his ears.

Jiang Luo was speechless.

Still don't make extravagance.

Moreover, He Ziyan didn't look like he knew it.

She continued to eat noodles, and said vaguely: "I forgot, I just saw it on the website by chance."

With a frown, He Ziyan was silent for a while, "When you remember, remember to tell me."

"Ah."

"hello!"

A clear female voice came from the door.

It's finally here!
Jiang Luo took out a piece of paper, wiped his mouth, and quickly got up to meet him.

He Ziyan followed closely behind.

The person who came was a girl with short chestnut brown hair and a bright smile. She was dressed in a casual suit, looking cool and sassy.

"Hello, I'm Shi Yan." Looking at Jiang Luo intently, Shi Yan blurted out: "Twin lotus!"

After shouting, she quickly changed her words, "No, Jiang Luo!"

Jiang Luo smiled gently, "Hello."

Hearing this, He Ziyan cast a curious glance.

Twin Lotus... what is it?
Looking at He Ziyan again, Shi Yan was surprised again, "ACAI?"

He Ziyan nodded, "Hi, I'm He Ziyan."

"Wow, I actually recorded a program with you!" Shi Yan couldn't believe it, and repeatedly covered his chest with his hands, his excitement was beyond words, "I'm so honored."

After exchanging pleasantries, Jiang Luo greeted: "We are eating noodles, would you like some?"

"Okay, I just haven't had lunch yet." Shi Yan responded.

Arranging the suitcase and Jiang Luo's side by side, a group of three entered the restaurant.

Stopping by the table, Jiang Luo stopped and looked at He Ziyan.

He cooked the noodles, Jiang Luo thought logically that he would cook Shi Yan's as well.

After all, it would certainly be the case for other men.

But she looked at him, and he looked back, but didn't move.

Due to the surrounding cameras, Jiang Luo didn't dare to remind him too clearly, so he glanced at him again.

He Ziyan still had that ignorant and innocent look in his eyes.

Jiang Luo:? ? ?
Could it be that what He Ziyan received... was a script in which the domineering president favored her alone?

Only cook noodles for her, not for others, right?

I don't understand.

Ignoring it, Jiang Luo went straight to the kitchen, "I'll cook the noodles."

He Ziyan: "I'll help."

Jiang Luo: "..." What help do you need to cook the noodles?
Jiang Luo walked to the pot, and He Ziyan stopped beside her.

When she came back with some water, He Ziyan handed her the noodles, and she threw them into the pot.

He Ziyan cut some ham sausage and handed it to her, and she threw it into the pot again.

What the hell?

Jiang Luo felt something was wrong.

Isn't she an emotionless vegetable throwing machine?
But He Ziyan seemed to enjoy it, and added: "You cook noodles very professionally."

Jiang Luo: "Hehe."

Looking at the two standing side by side in front of the cooking table, Shi Yan suddenly had a strange feeling: she should be outside, not here.

After the noodles were cooked, Shi Yan sat down next to Jiang Luo, his eyes lingering on the two of them.

She found that there seemed to be dark waves flowing between Jiang Luo and He Ziyan.

One follows enthusiastically, the other keeps avoiding.

Could it be... there are melons?
Shi Yan instantly imagined a bloody drama about his predecessor's love affair with the same person.

So exciting.

"Did you know each other before?" She looked at them carefully and gestured with her hands, "Before you came here."

　100 small theater is coming, pay attention!Dip-dip-baby stroller.

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　　In spring, it is easy to be sentimental.

　　One day, in the afternoon, Jiang Luo fell asleep for a long time. When he got up, his head was dizzy, and he sat on the edge of the bed in a daze.

　　The person next to him opened his eyes slightly, his voice was uniquely hoarse when he just woke up, "Luoluo, what's wrong?"

　　Jiang Luo sighed, "Oh, life is short."

　　As soon as he finished speaking, the man sat up and buried his face into the crescent of her neck.

　　Tickled by the lingering breath, Jiang Luo avoided it, "Hey hey... He Ziyan, what are you doing? I'm feeling sad!"

　　Soon, she fell into one of the arms, unable to move.

　　"Life is short, I'm..." The hot lips moved down from the neck, kissing Jiang Luo's heart so hard.

　　After a pause, he leaned close to her ear and whispered softly, "Enjoy yourself in time."

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　　Thanks to Yiwanqingsha, Laiyi Dawanyan, Mo, Zhushi Ankang, Xieming, F&Bey, Xiaoxiang classmate 249, and Baby Ziting for their recommended votes~
　　


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