The Buddhist way of chasing wives of e-sports bosses

Chapter 662
After Cheng Yiqing said that sentence, he naturally suffered from Shen Bai's original family law.

At the moment when he finished writing, Cheng Yiqing looked sadly at the handwriting he was writing better and better, and the red mark on the middle finger of his right hand.

If her child commits a crime in the future and asks her parents to write a self-criticism, then she must write at the level that can win an award.

Cheng Yiqing sighed, put the pen aside, then turned to look at Shen Bai who was playing with rice balls on the balcony as before, and shouted, "Boss Shen, I finished writing."

Shen Bai turned his head and looked at Cheng Yiqing through the light, the plain mirror he was wearing made his face even more superior.

Cheng Yiqing gasped and swallowed.The BGM with the male lead appearing in his mind instantly, and the roses that appear just like the comics.

This man is really handsome.

Youzai Youzai rested for a few more days.Ji Yang called and asked the two to record the last variety show at the end of the year.

"Yiqing, I'm going to record for two days this time. Remember to call your man together. Oh, by the way, it's not good to cook by yourself in the deep mountains and old forests. Ask your man to bring some canned food and chili sauce." Ji Yang said in the Sitting upright in the office, he said.

Cheng Yiqing leaned against the kitchen, glanced at Shen Bai who was cooking, and agreed, "Don't worry. I'll be there on time."

"Also. Yiqing, I heard that there will be a wedding after the next year?" Ji Yang suddenly thought of something, and then said casually.

"After the next year?" Cheng Yiqing raised his eyebrows, surprise flashed across his eyes for a moment, and his eyes were locked on a certain man who was seasoning in a serious manner.

"You still don't know? Oh, oh, I slipped my tongue." Ji Yang heard Cheng Yiqing's ignorance, and immediately murmured.

Hearing the movement on the other side, Cheng Yiqing relaxed his brows, and slightly bent his eyes, "It's okay, I pretend not to know."

"Hey, okay." Hearing this, Ji Yang smiled, exchanged some pleasantries and hung up the phone.

Looking at the rich wallpaper on the phone, Cheng Yiqing put the phone aside and played a song.

The melodious singing of "love strangersloveing ​​strangers" wafted throughout the kitchen, mixed with the hum of Shen Bai holding an eggbeater and stirring in a bowl filled with egg liquid.

With his head down and his neck down, Cheng Yiqing naturally broke apart the garlic cloves, peeled them off one by one and put them into the bowl.

"What did Ji Yang just say?" Shen Bai turned his head, put down the bowl with his left hand, and skillfully poured some oil into the pot with his right hand.

Cheng Yiqing turned her head and chuckled, "Tell me and you to record the last variety show on time."

"Is this all rushing to the house?" Shen Bai's hands paused, seeing that the oil was almost splashed, he immediately poured onion, garlic and egg liquid.

Stir evenly in the pot with chopsticks, the high-temperature oil and the aroma of onion, garlic and eggs quickly permeate the tip of the nose.

The "zizizi" oil is still making a sound.

"I heard from Yingmin and the others that people pay more attention to Ji Yang's efforts to invigorate a show." Cheng Yiqing spoke for Ji Yang, then took one side of the cucumber out of the bag, picked up a knife and cut it into pieces a cut.

"Yingmin and the others said? What did they talk to you about again. Those who are close to ink are black and those who are close to vermilion are red, stay away from them." Shen Bai turned down the fire, and poured the vegetables on the plate with his left hand go in.Then the pot sizzled again.

Hearing what Shen Bai said, Cheng Yiqing burst into a smile, put the cucumber segments on the plate, then adjusted the seasoning according to the proportion and poured it on the plated cucumbers.

(End of this chapter)