Let’s Fall In Love on Friday

  Chapter 124 Thirty Years of Hedong Thirty Years of Hexi

  Qiaoli doesn’t plan to take care of this irritating Ji Yuanyang as he walks to the restaurant and mumbles: “It’s kind of like a donkey liver and lungs. People care if he faints, but he’s good!”

   "What are you muttering!" Ji Yuanyang asked with a grin from behind.

  Qiaoli was startled, did not dare to turn her head: "No, nothing. Put on your clothes and hurry to eat."

   "Okay." Ji Yuanyang smiled dozingly, but his steps did not move a bit.

  Until Qiao Li urged him several times, Ji Yuanyang wore a set of home clothes and came to the table.

  Qiaoli saw Ji Yuanyang wearing this style of clothes for the first time, and couldn't help but look at him a few more times, and she couldn't help sighing: The clothes hangers really look good in everything.

  Ji Yuanyang didn’t notice Qiao Li’s staring blankly, staring at the three dishes and one soup on the table, and asked, “What kind of dishes are they?”

   "Three cups of chicken, lemon baked sea bass, cold fungus, and a vegetable tofu soup." Qiao Li introduced one by one.

   Ji Yuanyang couldn’t help but swallowed, “Then I’m welcome.”

   "I hope you like it." Qiao Li brought a bowl of rice to Ji Yuanyang.

  At this time, there were no other voices on the dining table, only Ji Yuanyang's gorging and half-said praise followed by another gorging.

   "Eat slowly, your gentlemanly demeanor!" Qiao Li was at a loss with her bowl of white rice.

  Ji Yuanyang took another large piece of chicken: "Gobbled up is the best respect for food."

  Qiaoli couldn’t help but laughed: “Eat slowly, I’ll burn it if it’s not enough.”

   "More!" Ji Yuanyang handed over his empty bowl, "I want more vegetables."

  Qiaoli twitched her eyes fiercely, she never expected that Ji Yuanyang had such an appetite!

So when Ji Yuanyang continued to devour output, Qiao Li quickly fried a plate of tomato scrambled eggs. Before Ji Yuanyang paid attention, she first pulled a few mouthfuls of tomato scrambled eggs into her bowl, otherwise she would just end up eating rice tonight. End.

  Ji Yuanyang looked at a plate of tomato scrambled eggs on the table, and started a new wave of storm inhalation.

  Three bowls of rice and a table of empty plates made Qiao Li have subversive confidence in her cooking skills: "Is it so delicious?"

   "It's OK." Ji Yuanyang sighed, "It's mainly because I haven't eaten a Chinese meal in the U.S. these days, think about it."

  Listen to the second half of the explanation. Qiao Li silently put away her self-confidence, and pointed to the empty plates and chopsticks on the table: "Go and wash it."

  Ji Yuan raised his eyebrows when he heard it, "Me? You let me wash the dishes?"

   "I only let you eat rice, there is no stipulation that I have to be responsible for mopping up." Qiao Lisi didn't panic.

   "Okay!" Ji Yuanyang swallowed the dumb loss, and then reluctantly began to clean up.

  Qiaoli took the opportunity to take off her shirt and then wrapped her around Ji Yuanyang's waist in a thunderous manner: "Make do with it, make do with it."

At that moment, Ji Yuanyang realized what is called Thirty Years in Hedong and Thirty Years in Hexi. When Qiaoli stretched out her hand from behind him, the nerves of his whole body felt the edge of the burst, and he could really feel the softness of his waist and the naruto behind him. There is softness like nothing.

  However, Qiao Liwei's shirt is very fast, and the impact and torture on Ji Yuanyang's senses is also fleeting.

  Qiaoli quietly accompanied Ji Yuanyang to finish washing the dishes. With the silence of the room, the air began to confuse the embarrassment factor.

  In the end, Qiao Li took the initiative to speak, “Well, today’s meal is over, I’m going back. Next time, make an appointment early.”

"I……"

  (End of this chapter)