Hearing Jian Aihua's words, Jian Xining instantly understood what her eldest sister meant, and she laughed out loud, "Sister, you have such a rich imagination, you should become a screenwriter in the future."

"Who is the screenwriter?" Jian Aihua asked, staring at Jian Xining.

Jian Xining thought for a while and said, "I am the one who writes the story. After I finish writing, let the actors perform it."

"Oh, then this job must be in the art troupe, we can't get in." Jane Aihua sighed.

Jian Xining smiled slightly and said, "Maybe I can become one in the future."

Jane Aihua only thought she was joking and didn't care.

Jian Xi Ning said to Jian Aihua: "Sister, I'm going to town for a trip, so I won't talk to you for now."

Jane Aihua looked at the sky and said, "It's getting late. What are you doing in town?"

"I have something to do with Qin Zheng." Jian Xining said.

Jian Aihua curled her lips and said, "We haven't seen him for a few days, and you already miss him? Alas, he is indeed a married girl. It's a waste of time. I don't see you missing my eldest sister so much."

Jian Xi Ning hugged Jian Aihua and kissed her on the face, "Sister, I miss you so much. Don't be jealous. It's business for me to find Qin Zheng."

Jane Aihua stared at her and said angrily: "Okay, okay, I understand, you go ahead. Do you want me to lend you a bicycle?"

"Yes, yes." Jian Xining nodded hurriedly and said with a smile: "Eldest sister understands me best."

Jian Aihua ran to borrow a bicycle, and Jian Xining followed. She thought that after borrowing the bicycle, she would ride away directly, so as not to have her eldest sister push her back.

Seeing that she was following him, Jian Aihua said bitterly: "Are you so impatient?"

Jian Xining said with a smile: "Aren't you in a hurry? My eldest sister said it's getting late."

Jian Aihua handed her the borrowed bicycle and warned her, "You have to come back in the evening, come back early."

"I know." Jian Xining was already on the bicycle and just shouted towards the back.

Jian Xining pedaled her bicycle hard. She went to Qin Zheng's house many times, and she knew all the roads. After entering the town, she stopped riding and pushed the bicycle to Siwu Hutong.

When she arrived, the courtyard door was open and ajar.

She pushed the door open directly, propped her bicycle up in the yard, and walked inside, planning to surprise Qin Zheng.

However, what she didn't expect was that Qin Zheng gave her a surprise first, but not joy.

She originally planned to go straight into the living room, but when she passed by the kitchen door, she heard a charming voice, "Brother Qin, the fire should be lower. Making pancakes is a test of the fire. The fire is too high." The pancakes will definitely burn."

Jian Xining frowned slightly, there was actually a woman here?

She peeked into the kitchen and saw a girl wearing a floral shirt and black trousers wearing an apron, holding a spatula in her hand, shoveling back and forth in the pot.

She didn't see the girl's face, but only her figure. She was quite slender, not too tall, and had the shape of a little bird.

At the moment, Qin Zheng was sitting under the stove making a fire. Probably after listening to the girl's words, he was busy adjusting the size of the fire.

Seeing them cooking together like this, they looked like a couple, and she remembered the first time she came here to make dumplings with him. At that time, she thought he would only light the fire for her, and she He thought that she was the only woman who could enter this kitchen to cook for him, but he didn't expect that any woman could.

Jian Xining's chest suddenly ignited with anger.

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