Chapter 1278: The exchanged life (22)
Ling Wuwei pretended to sigh helplessly and said, "Okay Then go to the supermarket now and buy something."
Song Zhiqian smiled and replied, "Okay!" Then he drove away—
The two went to the supermarket to buy a bunch of things, stuffing Song Zhiqian's trunk and back seat.
Seeing himself, a car full of things, Song Zhiqian couldn't help laughing again: "These things will be moved home later, and there will be several more trips!"
Ling Wuyi looked back at the back seat, and grinned: "Then you can take a few more trips and consider it as a workout!"
Song Zhiqian's smile deepened, and he nodded again and again: "That's right! It's like working out!"
—Song Zhiqian lives alone in a single apartment, which is very large but only has one bedroom.
There is also a study room and a gym, and the decoration is very simple and generous.
As soon as he entered the door, Ling Wuzhi went to the kitchen and looked around. It was exactly as Song Zhiqian said—except for the kitchen, there really was nothing!
What is the concept of nothing? Not even pots and pans!
Tsk...Fortunately, she bought all these things in the supermarket just now, otherwise she wouldn't know how to eat!
Song Zhiqian moved the items in the car into the kitchen one by one, Ling Wuyi rolled up his sleeves, found a new apron in the shopping bag and put it on, and then started to wash the pots and pans.
Ling Wuwei's movements are very quick, after Song Zhiqian moved everything in, he couldn't help standing at the edge of the kitchen and looking at Ling Wuwei.
She lowered her head slightly, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she had a slight smile on her face.
The fair skin seemed to glow under the light, oh no... Song Zhiqian felt that it was Ling Wuwei who was glowing.
It's not her appearance, but that kind of temperament, that kind of temperament that attracts him very much.
"Did you never cook at home before? You also order takeout when you are resting at home?" Ling Wuyi kept moving her hands, and even took time to talk to Song Zhiqian.
Song Zhiqian nodded: "Well... I cooked by myself many years ago on a whim, but in the end I almost burned the house down."
Speaking of this, Song Zhiqian was still a little embarrassed and smiled awkwardly: "After that, I have never touched the kitchen. The kitchens in all my houses have become decorations."
"You don't know how to cook, so you are responsible for washing the dishes! How about it?" Ling Wuzhi raised his head and looked at Song Zhiqian.
Ling Wuyi obviously saw Song Zhiqian's facial expression stiffen when he finished asking this question.
Seeing Ling Wuzhi looking at him, Song Zhiqian hurriedly said, "Uh... ok, ok... Although I don't know how to cook, I should be fine with washing dishes..."
That tone was very empty, and there was no confidence at all.
Ling Wuyi raised her eyebrows, tilted her head to look at Song Zhiqian: "Zhiqian, don't tell me, you can't even wash dishes, right?"
"I will!" Song Zhiqian blinked, turned his head to look at the tableware and chopsticks that had been washed by Ling Wuwei and then put in the disinfection cabinet, and added: "I knew earlier that I should replace the bowls with the ones that won't rot. kind."
Ling Wuwei almost burst out laughing: "Forget it, in order to avoid the honorable sacrifice of the bowl that I just bought after only using it once, let me wash the dishes! I'm about to start cooking, Mr. Song, you don't need to be here. watch over me."
Originally, Ling Wuwei was ordering to evict guests. Song Zhiqian went and walked into the kitchen. He stared curiously at the inner pot of the rice cooker in Ling Wuzhi's hand and said, "I'll be watching here to see how you cook."
Since Song Zhiqian wants to see it, of course Ling Wuwei doesn't mind Xiu Yixiu's knife skills or anything.
smiled at Song Zhiqian and started cooking.
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"How is it? Does it taste good?" After lunch, Ling Wuzhi cleaned up a table of dishes that had been eaten up.
Song Zhiqian rubbed his stomach, which was a little stretched, and half-squinted his eyes: "Well, it's delicious! So I wanted to ask you to be a nanny before... um... I didn't say anything."
Song Zhiqian felt that it must have been Ling Wuwei who had given the medicine in the meal, and he actually said everything in his heart.
Ling Wuzhi put down the dishes in his hand, walked around the table to Song Zhiqian, and leaned over to look at him.
"I heard it, so the job you said you were looking for was to be your nanny?"
Song Zhiqian quickly explained and said, "I didn't know you were Grandpa Zhou's granddaughter before, but if I knew... where would I ask you to be a nanny!"
"Oh Then you mean you don't want to ask me to be a nanny now, right?"
Song Zhiqian nodded quickly; "Well, please don't!" You can't afford it either! If Grandpa Zhou knew that he was going to hire Ling Wuwei as a nanny, would he have to hack him?
Ling Wuyi pouted, with a very disappointed expression on his face: "That's a pity, if I were a nanny, I would definitely be a very good nanny."
During the conversation, Ling Wuzhi had already collected the tableware and chopsticks into the kitchen to clean.
Song Zhiqian stared blankly at Ling Wuzhi, agreeing with her words in his heart.
Cooking is so delicious, let alone a nanny, even a top chef in a star-rated restaurant can’t compare to her cooking skills—
After washing the dishes and cleaning the kitchen again, Ling Wuzhi took off his apron and went to the living room.
Song Zhiqian may suddenly have some new research and development inspiration in his mind, so he said to Ling Wuzi and went to the study.
Ling Wuyi glanced at the study room, the door was not closed, she could see Song Zhiqian burying his head and writing something inside, very focused.
shrugged, Ling Wuzhi didn't bother him, turned on the TV and lowered the volume to watch.
Ling Wuyi glanced at Song Zhiqian from time to time while watching TV, and was mentally prepared that he would be in the study this afternoon.
After watching a few episodes of the dog blood idol drama, Ling Wuzhi was successfully hypnotized.
There was a dog blood idol drama on the TV, and Ling Wuyi was already lying on the sofa and fell asleep.
Ling Wuzhi fell asleep not long before Song Zhiqian came out of the study.
Seeing Ling Wuzhi falling asleep, he wanted to take her to bed, but he was afraid of waking her up.
After thinking about it, he went into the room and took a quilt and came out to cover Ling Wuzhi, and then turned off the TV.
Song Zhiqian sat on the carpet in front of the sofa and looked at Ling Wuzhi who was sleeping with a smile on his face and soft eyes.
I don't know what he thought, he shook his head gently, as if he was shaking the thought away.
At this moment, the phone rang suddenly.
Song Zhiqian was startled, worried that Ling Wuzhi would be disturbed, so he quickly picked it up and pressed the answer button.
However, Ling Wuzhang was not very sleepy at first, even if the phone rang only once, she was woken up.
Looking at each other, Song Zhiqian was stunned for a while, and said, "I'll take a call first."
Ling Wuzhi nodded: "Well, good."
Song Zhiqian glanced at the caller ID on the phone, and it was Zhou Zhi who called.
Thinking that there is nothing to avoid Ling Wuzhi, Song Zhiqian picked it up beside her.
"Hey?"