Chapter 11 Big Buns and Small Buns

After Ning Xi came back from the audition building, she first took a nap, then went to the supermarket to buy hot pot base, side dishes and beer.

You won the first battle, so let's celebrate with a hot pot at home!

Eating hot pot alone is the highest state of loneliness...

Fortunately, she has always been alone, and she is used to it.

Just as the soup pot was ready to serve, there was a knock on the door.

Who will come this time?

Ning Xi opened the door suspiciously, then froze.

Outside the door, Lu Tingxiao was wearing a neat suit and a black coat. He was holding a small bun in his arms, and the little bun was holding a colorful fruit basket in his arms.

This... what kind of weird combination is this?

"Mr. Lu?" Ning Xi was so frightened that she swallowed, "Why are you here... so late, what's the matter?"

"Visit." Lu Tingxiao said two words from his thin lips.

Visiting a sick person?

In the evening, go for a trip in person, and bring a small bun with you?

She just fell and jumped up and down...

"Uh, Mr. Lu, you're too polite, please come in! I'm sorry, the house is a little messy..." Ning Xi didn't have time to think about it, she was flattered and invited someone in, and quickly tidy up the room, the sundries on the sofa Move away, the messy clothes on the bed are stuffed under the bed...

"Sit down, what would you like to drink? Can tea and milk be okay?" Ning Xi was busy trying to guess Lu Tingxiao's intentions, but unfortunately Lu Tingxiao was too knowledgeable, so she couldn't guess what she tried.

"Okay." Lu Tingxiao nodded, his expression as if he was answering the soldier who reported the military situation to him.

Ning Xi could only make Lu Tingxiao a cup of tea and a cup of milk for Xiao Baozi.

Lu Tingxiao sat on the sofa in the living room with his long hands and feet, and the little bun sat next to him.

The father and son not only look alike, but also have the same facial expressions.

All are expressionless.

Neither speak.

Then it was so cold.

Ning Xi sat across from her, almost crying without tears.

What the hell are these two doing?

At this time, there was a gurgling sound in the pot, and the air began to fill with a tempting spicy smell.

In order to break the silence, Ning Xi casually said, "Well, have you guys had dinner? I'm about to make hot pot. Would you like to have some together?"

Lu Tingxiao: "Okay."

The little bun nodded.

Ning Xi: "..."

She was just being polite. What kind of trouble did the two of you agree to?

A big president, a young master, what kind of mountain delicacies have never been eaten before, and came to eat a shabby family hot pot with her little people?

Ning Xi herself felt that she couldn't do it.

But the words have already been said, so I can only bite the bullet and invite people to the table, and add two more sets of tableware.

"The base I bought is quite spicy, can you eat spicy food?" Ning Xi asked worriedly.

Lu Tingxiao: "Yes."

The little bun nodded.

All right……

Ning Xi brought over the washed side dishes.

Lu Tingxiao didn't eat much, and most of the time he was helping them cook vegetables, but Xiao Baozi liked spicy food just like her, and it was so spicy that he stuck out his tongue but never stopped.

In the end, even Ning Xi was a little worried, "Will it be bad for a child to eat too much spicy food?"

If the little prince had any problems with her, she couldn't afford it.

"Not so delicate." Lu Tingxiao disagreed.

So Ning Xi couldn't say anything else.

"How was the audition?" Lu Tingxiao, the silent refrigerator, suddenly took the initiative to speak.

Ning Xi was stunned for a moment before she realized it, and continued, "It went well, so it's a celebration to have a hot pot today!"

Lu Tingxiao raised his glass, "Congratulations."

I didn't expect that the first congratulations I received came from Lu Tingxiao...