BOSS actually has a crush on me

Chapter 145 This soup is poisonous!

An Ruixin was stunned for a long time before she finally came to her senses, and asked with a stiff face, "Is this your room?"

Ji Chengze nodded solemnly, An Ruixin only felt a thunderbolt hit his head.

This is Ji Chengze's room, but it was Ji Chengze who carried her all the way from downstairs to this room at noon, so what's going on now?

On the first day she moved in, the two of them were going to share a room?Isn't this development a bit too fast!
The expression on An Ruixin's face froze for a few seconds, and she said awkwardly: "Then I'll sleep in another room, um, where is the guest room?"

"No, drink the soup first."

When Ji Chengze opened his mouth, An Ruixin noticed that Ji Chengze was still holding a tray in his hand, and the exquisite porcelain bowl on the tray was still full of a bowl of soup.

"Let me in first."

An Ruixin suddenly came back to her senses, and hurriedly made way for Ji Chengze to enter.

"I just saw that you haven't eaten much." After entering the door, Ji Chengze immediately brought the bowl to An Ruixin, and explained in a low voice, "Drink it, it's good for your health."

An Ruixin froze for a moment, her heart was suddenly touched.

Because I didn't eat much just now, I was afraid that I didn't have enough to cook for myself?

It's just that I am moved, what is the matter with this dark soup?

This is... Siwu soup?Sesame soup?Black-bone chicken soup?But this smell seems to be a bit wrong!
An Ruixin put the bowl close to the tip of her nose and sniffed it, then took a sip under Ji Chengze's expectant eyes.

With just this one bite, An Ruixin was petrified on the spot.

Ji Chengze stared at An Ruixin and drank the soup, but he didn't respond for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking curiously: "How is it?"

What else?It's hard not to be overwhelmed to death, are you trying to directly poison me to death?

An Ruixin smiled forcedly: "Can I ask, what kind of soup is this?"

Ji Chengze pursed his lips, as if he was recalling something: "It seems to be...Danggui Bone Soup, the kind you stewed for grandpa last time."

"Then can you tell me, what color is the soup I stewed for Grandpa Ji last time?"

Ji Chengze was taken aback for a moment, carefully recalled the scene at that time, and asked uncertainly: "Yellow and white?"

"Very good, then why is the soup I stewed yellow and white, but this bowl is black?" An Ruixin could hardly hold back the smile on her face, "Who made this soup?"

The meals at noon and evening are quite normal, not to mention comparable to top chefs in high-end restaurants, but they are also much more delicious than ordinary meals.

Therefore, this soup should not come from the hands of the cook.So, who is it?
Ji Chengze didn't answer An Ruixin's question, but looked at the bowl of soup with a guilty conscience: "Is it really so bad?"

An Ruixin was noncommittal, Ji Chengze frowned, grabbed the bowl and took a sip.

After pouring, Ji Chengze's face also turned dark.

An Ruixin is still waiting for Ji Chengze to tell who made the soup. She has enough reasons to think that the person who made the soup has a grudge against her.

After waiting for a long time, I didn't hear what he said, but I heard him say something in a hoarse voice: "Sorry."

An Ruixin was stunned, glanced at Ji Chengze, who was obviously somewhat frustrated and lost, and then at the dark thick soup that was filled with a dangerous smell like traditional Chinese medicine, and suddenly an extremely absurd guess was born in her heart.

"This soup can't be... you stewed it?"

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