After the social fear transmigrated into a villain, he counterattacked in Lian Zong

"Taro, potatoes, pork belly, fat beef, and beef brisket stewed in the supermarket..." Jia Mingchuan only said a few things casually.

"It's still according to my taste, you don't want to eat it?" Su Ziqian raised his eyes slightly, showing a trace of surprise that Jia Mingchuan knew his taste.

"My cooking skills are not as good as those of Yan Guiyun and Bai Chongxuan. I can barely eat it. Don't you mind?" Jia Mingchuan avoided Su Ziqian's appraising eyes and walked directly to the refrigerator in the kitchen.

[Brother Chuan, why don't you dare to look at the beauty? 】

【Haha, brother Chuan is a little timid, or maybe I'm embarrassed】

[Su Ziqian is really kind when he is kind, and he is really strict when he is strict]

[Su Ziqian is our physics major who teaches 'Thermal Statistical Mechanics'. I usually love and hate his class. Professor Su is handsome, but he is too strict. 】

[Haha, brother Chuan dare not watch, because of the pressure from the teacher. 】

Su Ziqian didn't intend to help either. In his opinion, Jia Mingchuan cooked a meal very quickly, and it would only be a disservice if he went there, because he hadn't even cooked a meal.

Most of what he ate was meals from the teachers' cafeteria at the school.

"Eat pudding? I remember that you liked it the most when you were in school." Jia Mingchuan brought a cup of mango pudding over and handed it to him.

Su Ziqian raised his hand to take it without any burden, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

This idiot already knows that he loves mango pudding, but he doesn't know that he is Xiao Feiqi?

After Jia Mingchuan handed it to him, he went back to the kitchen to get busy.

Su Ziqian lowered his head, looking thoughtfully at the palm-sized yellow and white box containing pudding in his hand.

……

"Senior An Yan, the takeaway is here!"

Ever since An Yan came to Lian Zong, Hu Bing's personality no longer restrained, and became more cheerful.For him and An Yan, they are roommates who have changed houses.

"Well, it's hard work, wipe off your sweat."

An Yan's hands are already functional, but they got burned when pouring hot water last time.

The special medicine really works.

"Don't wipe it, I'll just wash my face." Hu Bing put the takeaway on the dining table.

An Yan sat on the sofa with his hand hanging down holding a tissue, and followed him to the restaurant.

"You want to retire, I told your uncle and aunt for you, and they agreed."

Hu Bing bent over, paused the hand that was about to press the water outlet switch, turned around and looked at An Yan in disbelief: "Senior? Are you serious?"

"Well, but you must learn these two foreign languages."

"Oh, I know, my family is engaged in foreign trade import and export, and I have already resigned myself to learning this, but anyway, I am not very worried about my brother managing the group."

Hu Bing has wanted to be a rice bug for a long time, and he is not afraid of high-intensity training, and learning two more foreign languages ​​is a breeze.

But he didn't want to say that he purposely asked Senior An to help make up lessons... The female students of An Yan School always send messages asking An Yan to play. Although An Yan didn't go, Hu Bing always felt very annoyed, and he didn't know why Talk to An Yan.

He really couldn't see An Yan's orientation.

"Boom boom boom!"

Before they could continue talking, there was a knock on the wooden door.

Hu Bing was far away, so An Yan went to open the door.

Hu Bing was also curious about who was coming, he followed Shunyan to look, and at the moment An Yan pulled away, look what he saw!

"Chichi!" Hu Bing hurriedly washed his face.

Picking up the tissue beside him, he wiped the water off his face indiscriminately, and threw the tissue into the trash can.

Chi Yining, who was only holding a soup bowl, stood at the door with a gentle smile on his lips, ignoring An Yan's gaze on him, and watched Hu Bing happily walking towards him.