Chapter 1827: The school grass is my ex-boyfriend (24)
Chapter 1827 The school grass is my ex-boyfriend (24)
Meng Yuan'an seriously thought about the choice of words and sentences.
Finally, a word was silently typed:
First of all, let me send my sincere wishes to you.
In addition, I asked silently, should I send out a wedding candy and treat me to a meal?
Watching the message sent out, he sighed, it was straightforward enough... even he wanted to slap himself when he read it.
But he thought, Yuanqian should be a person who doesn't like to talk nonsense.
Being round the bush or something, it's better to say it directly, and save the guesswork.
Soon, Yuanqian replied the message.
sure! Feng Rujing is cooking, if you want to come, I can ask him to cook more.
Looking at this reply.
Meng Yuan'an suddenly froze.
Depend on.
What did he see, Feng Rujing cooking?
Must go!
This is one of the rare scenes in history!
Replied almost without hesitation: Go! Here we go! !
Immediately afterwards, Meng Yuan'an opened his mouth to talk about Feng Rujing's cooking, and the next second, the whole dormitory was boiling.
In my lifetime, I can still eat the food cooked by Feng Rujing, what can I say? What else can I say?
Even if they were beaten to death by Feng Rujing, they still had to have the cheek to walk around there.
And the edge is shallow here.
stared at the phone and thought for a while.
Meng Yuan'an said 'we'.
Um…
It seems that a few boys are added together, and it should probably be quite edible.
Then she needs to call the restaurant, order more dishes, and ask them to deliver them.
As for what Feng Rujing did, of course it can only be hers.
How could it be possible for other people to eat the food her man worked so hard to cook?
Completely impossible!
Xiao Lingling nestled silently in the space without saying a word.
It intends to light a candle for Meng Yuan'an's group of people, hehehehe...It's just a mortal, but still wants to eat the food cooked by Feng Rujing himself? Just thinking too much!
After Yuanqian finished the phone call, he went into the kitchen and told what happened just now.
Feng Rujing's face was a bit ugly at first, but when he heard the latter, his face instantly became extremely happy.
He really... really likes his little things more and more!
Too considerate of him, too fond of others.
Well, of course only the two of them can eat the meals he cooks.
However, since Meng Yuan'an is here, he can't treat them badly, so he ordered another roast leg of lamb.
Perfect.
Therefore, when Meng Yuan'an and the others rushed over, what they saw was a dazzling array of delicacies and a sumptuous lunch.
But... something doesn't seem right.
This... no matter how familiar it looks, he remembers that these seem to be the signature dishes of a certain restaurant...
What about Feng Rujing's cooking?
Meng Yuan'an looked at Yuanqian in astonishment, with a puzzled expression on his face.
"this…"
The hesitant question fell on Yuanqian's ear.
"Well, the signature dishes specially ordered for you, as well as the roast leg of lamb, don't you feel very happy?"
Several people, "..." No.
They just want to eat the dishes made by Feng Rujing.
That's what money can't buy.
"Didn't you say, let him cook more meals?"
Yuanqian casually pointed to the rice beside him, "Isn't it there?"
Meng Yuan'an, "..."
Sure enough, they are still too young.
They are all routines.
They are too whimsical...
Feng Rujing opened the chair lightly, letting Yuanqian sit in the main seat, that handsome face with a faint smile, when his eyes swept over the few of them, he returned to his usual iceberg.
(end of this chapter)