Chapter 3279 I Already Know Your Secret (3)

Han Qiqing took the chopsticks, nodded in response, "Yeah!"

But she couldn't wait to sandwich the noodles, and blew hard a few times before putting it in her mouth.

As soon as she tasted it, her eyes lit up.

"Delicious! Delicious!"

God, he is handsome, has good grades, is not bothered, and can cook!

Han Qiqing couldn't help feeling emotional in her heart, if she didn't fall in love with her brother first...

cough!

This kind of thought cannot be thought of.

Absolutely can't think about it!

She quickly got rid of this thought and concentrated on eating noodles.

Song Shijun leaned over, looked at the stewed pork noodles, and secretly swallowed.

He noticed that there were only two plates on the table.

One is in front of Qi Qing and the other is in front of Qi Ran.

In other words, without his share.

Song Shijun snorted and said to Qi Ran, "Where's mine?"

Is this person too biased?

Even if he knew what purpose he had for Qiqing...

You can't be so blatant!

Zhou Xiaomi was also watching helplessly, but she didn't dare to speak.

Qi Ran didn't even raise his head, but just said in a low voice, "Sheng myself."

That said, there are still in the kitchen.

Song Shijun immediately turned around and went into the kitchen.

Sure enough, there are more!

He made himself a big plate and carried it out.

When Zhou Xiaomi passed by the door, he also said to her, "If you want to eat, you can serve it yourself."

Zhou Xiaomi hurried into the kitchen.

The noodles made by the male god!

God, she is so lucky. Not only can she live in the villa with the president, but she can also eat noodles made by the male god.

After Zhou Xiaomi washed the dishes and picked up the chopsticks, she was ready to grab the noodles.

Who knows to take a look.

There is only a little bit left...

Zhou Xiaomi wanted to cry, but scraped off all the remaining noodles, and there was only one bowl.

Restaurant area.

Song Shijun pulled away the chair beside Han Qiqing and sat down.

Han Qiqing glanced at his plate, startled, "Have you been hungry for a hundred years?"

There were more than twice as many noodles on the plate as she had.

Song Shijun said nonchalantly, "I'm hungry, can't I?"

Han Qiqing laughed, "All right, all right, feel free to eat."

It is obvious that he always stares at Qi Ran, as if he has a problem with him, but now he is ashamed to eat the noodles made by him.

Regarding Song Shijun's thick skin, Han Qiqing could only sigh silently.

Qi Ran finished his portion quietly.

He waited for Han Qiqing to finish eating before getting up and taking her plate away.

Han Qiqing was taken aback, "Let me wash it!"

Qi Ran said softly, "No, I'll do the washing, just by the way."

Song Shijun, who was buried in eating noodles, raised his head, looked at her, and said in a low voice, "Look at how kind he is to you, isn't he interested in you? Who would believe it!"

Han Qiqing had a headache.

Zhou Xiaomi didn't dare to sit too close and kept a polite distance, so she couldn't hear their conversation.

After Song Shijun finished eating, he sat still.

When Zhou Xiaomi finished eating, he gave him a signal.

Zhou Xiaomi still knew how to look at him, so he obediently took his bowls and chopsticks, and went to wash them together.

Song Shijun walked back to the sofa and sat down like an old man.

Qi Ran squinted at him and looked away.

Han Qiqing looked at the sky outside, the sun was about to set, and the sunset glow was very beautiful, so she asked, "I want to go for a walk by the river, which one of you wants to go together?"

Song Shijun became lazy and said, "Wait a minute, I'm full, I want to take a rest."

Han Qiqing couldn't help but smile wryly at him, "Sleep when you're full, are you a pig?"