The old love president begs for a position

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dinner.

Su Yin looked at the delicious food on the table and couldn't taste it.

The person sitting opposite made her a little absent-minded. Many years ago, she had imagined more than once the scene of taking him home to meet his parents and family members sitting together for dinner. As a wife, with his beautiful woman by his side, this kind of confrontation made her at a loss.

"What's the matter? Is your appetite not good?" Seeing that she didn't eat much, Qin Zijun asked with concern.

"No, I had some snacks in the afternoon and my stomach is full."

"How old are you and you still eat things with a greedy mouth, and you get wilted when it's time for dinner. Give me the bowl, and I'll make you some soup and rinse your stomach."

Su Yin frowned slightly, Qin Zijun's sudden eagerness made her a little uncomfortable, although he usually treats her well, but in front of the elders, he will always be more deliberate.

Seeing that she was not moving, Qin Zijun reminded her in a low voice, "A-Yin."

"En?" Su Yin turned his head in a daze, hating himself for being distracted again.

Looking at her pouting lips unconsciously when she was in a daze, Qin Zijun's eyes darkened, some vegetable oil was stained on her plump and lovely lips, under the refraction of the light, it was as bright as jelly, making one couldn't help but want to lean up and swallow it .

"Zijun? What's the matter?"

Qin Zijun hurriedly looked away, his voice was hoarse, "I just said, I asked you to give me the bowl."

"……Oh."

In embarrassment, Su Yin moved his chopsticks away from the bowl, and suddenly found that the man opposite was looking at her, and he didn't dodge when he saw her raise his head. His eyes were filled with subtle emotions, as dark as a deep well, and the sun could not be seen.

The chopsticks in his hand trembled slightly, his heart suffocated, and he turned his head away.

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Su Lingwei is young and loves to join in the fun. She stared at Qin Zijun and Han Yuan and laughed, "Second brother-in-law is really considerate to second sister! Eldest brother-in-law, you have to work harder to show yourself!"

This big brother-in-law made Su Tingchan's cheeks flush red.

"Ling Wei! A whole table of dishes can't stop your mouth?" Liu Yun was embarrassed, and reprimanded in a low voice, thinking that Han Yuan was a guest, and he didn't know him well, so she didn't know if he would mind this kind of joke, so she laughed Changing the topic, "Xiaohan, I heard from Chanchan that you grew up in the United States, but I think your posture with chopsticks is very standard."

"Someone taught me before. During that time, she cooked Chinese food almost every day. Later, she knew how to use chopsticks and fell in love with Chinese food." Speaking of which, she glanced lightly at a certain place, and smiled, " However, now that I have eaten the authentic ones made by my aunt, I can only realize how unpalatable hers are after comparing them."

These words were very mysterious, it sounded like they were meant for everyone, but in fact they were meant for only one person.

Naturally, Liu Yun didn't understand the meaning of it, and when the young man was praising herself, she felt embarrassed, "Oh, Xiao Han, what is authentic or not, most of these dishes are made by Zhang Ma, and I just help out by the side. "

"My wife, don't be modest. I have eaten your dishes for so many years and I still don't get tired of them." Su Zhanhong said cheerfully.

Su Tingchan also chimed in, "Yes, Mom, your craftsmanship is top-notch. I remember that when I was in elementary school, my classmates were tired of the food at home and liked to buy breakfast outside, but I felt that the food outside was not as good as the noodles you made. , would rather be late and eat before leaving.”

Everyone is laughing.

Only Su Yin kept coughing. She took a mouthful of hot soup just now, and before she could finish it, the person opposite her choked into her trachea. Throw it to the opposite side.

this bastard...

He was obviously praising her mother, but secretly said some subtexts that only she could understand, picked out those old sesame seeds and rotten millet, and rubbed them into her heart word by word.

Is it necessary to be so bad?Is it necessary to treat her like this?She was just an irrelevant woman who made him a few unpalatable meals and slept with him a few times!