Evil Army Junior: Sir, please respect yourself

Just now, after not opening the door for so long, he asked Jiang Zixing from the kitchen to open it when he heard that he could open it.

From this, it can be seen that this man is too masculine.

Can this get along with Jiang Zixing's carefree and fiery character?

After looking around, Xin Yang didn't seem interested in chatting with him, so he got up from the sofa and walked towards the kitchen.

"Xing Xing, I'm here to pick you up to fight."

Hearing this, Jiang Zixing couldn't help but rolled his eyes at Xin Yang who walked into the kitchen. He really felt his hairs stand on end by his address.

However, he didn't care about it at this time, and directly handed the spatula to him; "The dishes this time are all Sichuan dishes. You are better at it. Come here, and I will help you."

The last time I went to a restaurant, I realized that he also loves Sichuan cuisine.

When we chatted later, he boasted a little that he was good at cooking Sichuan cuisine, and this time he just had the opportunity, so Jiang Zixing would naturally not let go of such a good opportunity.

Although she likes to eat home-cooked food, she is not very good at cooking. It is a pity that there is such a good cook here today, and it is a pity not to let him take action.

"Xing Xing, I'm here to eat, not to be a cook, how can you treat guests like this!"

Having said that, Ke Xin Yang reached out and took the spatula with a smile.

"Don't be silly, let's cook quickly. After the meal, I will sort out the information you want for you." Jiang Zixing said, and handed over the vegetables he had cut earlier.

"The information is not urgent, but the one outside is your husband? You really suffer from being so cold? It seems that it is probably his fault that you were kicked out of the house."

The dishes sizzled as soon as they were cooked, but Xin Yang still asked curiously.

Jiang Zixing couldn't help but roll his eyes at this three-eighth question; "I really can't tell, you're quite three-eight."

"I don't call it Sanba, it's called caring. It's not like you don't know how sad I am when you get married. If I marry you, your father will definitely take care of me in every possible way. Promotion will definitely be like taking a plane." It seems that it is a pity to go straight up, if I knew it earlier, I would have acted first."

Hearing this, Jiang Zixing looked at him amusedly, "Senior Sausage, your sad expression is too fake! Even a three-year-old child can see it. At the beginning, I don't know who heard the word blind date and ran away. The fastest one, I paid for the coffee at that time, so you have the nerve to say so.”

Hearing this, Xin Yang seemed to think of the situation at that time, so he couldn't help laughing; "Haha, Xing Xing, that's because you don't know how funny your makeup is, and I'm also worried that I will lose my demeanor in front of you." !"

"Yes, you ran away because you were afraid of losing your demeanor. I'm too lazy to tell you."

Jiang Zixing seemed to remember that she didn't want to go on a blind date at the time, so she put on a grimace to go to the appointment. In fact, before that, she really didn't know that the blind date was him.

However, to be honest, no matter what, the two of them rarely called.

In the living room, Xiao Yufeng, who was watching TV, had no expression on his face.

However, when he heard the occasional talking and laughing voices in the kitchen, his brows became more and more wrinkled.

In the eyes, there was a dry look.

Doesn't that woman understand that men need to avoid suspicion?