Chapter 170 The Child Is Mine (6)
After entering the bathroom and standing in front of the mirror, Ji Anning realized a problem, who changed her clothes last night?
Xiang Yiqing was also in that seaside villa last night, is that Xiang Yiqing's home?
Is this pajamas Xiang Yiqing's?
But it seems that the important thing is not whose pajamas it is, but the person who changed her pajamas.
'I am the demon who slept with you'
Ji Chicheng's magnanimous words echoed in her ears, and she grabbed the skirt of her clothes with her hands, pressing them tightly against her chest.
The messy heartbeat did not calm down because of it.
She hurriedly turned on the faucet, bent down, picked up the cold water with both hands, and splashed it on her face without waiting.
After washing, she took off the pajamas and put on her home clothes.
When I went downstairs, Mrs. Wu had already made noodles. Because it was too late, I was afraid that it would not be easy to digest. There were only a few green vegetables in the noodles, which were very bland.
Ji Anning frowned, looked at Mrs. Wu who was about to enter the kitchen, and shouted, "Sister-in-law Wu, do you have chili oil?"
"Miss An Ning, it's so late, eating spicy food is not good for your stomach." Aunt Wu stopped, looked at Ji An Ning, and reminded her kindly.
She also knew that it was not good to eat spicy food so late, but she just wanted to eat it, especially when she saw the noodles, the beef noodles outside and the spicy oil and spicy soup inside flashed in her mind, and the desire to eat spicy food was strongly aroused.
"It's okay, I'll eat less." Ji Anning said to Aunt Wu with a slight smile.
Aunt Wu had no choice but to nod, "Okay."
Then she went to the kitchen and brought out a bottle of hot sauce, and put it in front of Ji Anning, "Miss Anning, this is a special hot sauce for noodles, it's very spicy, you should eat less."
Ji Anning nodded with a 'hmm', and impatiently reached out to open the cap of the hot sauce bottle, and was about to pour it into the noodle bowl.
Suddenly, a familiar male voice came from the door of the restaurant.
"Sister-in-law Wu, from today on, don't put chili peppers in all the dishes at home, and throw away all the spicy ones?"
The tall man walked in, looked at Aunt Wu and ordered.
The strong and domineering aura made people dare not question it. Aunt Wu did not dare to neglect her, she nodded immediately, "I understand."
Then her old man looked at the chili sauce in Ji Anning's hand again, feeling a little embarrassed.
Ji Anning's expression froze for a moment, and then she vented her anger. Yes, she turned the bottle upside down, and poured the entire bottle of chili sauce into the noodle bowl.
The originally light noodle soup instantly became a layer of red chili oil.
Aunt Wu shuddered, raised her eyelids, and looked at Ji Chicheng cautiously. As she expected, the bad-tempered young master's face was darker than the bottom of a pot.
Ji Chicheng's eyes suddenly turned to her old man, "Is the bird's nest porridge ready?"
"Okay, I'll bring it to you now."
Aunt Wu nodded in response to Ji Chicheng, turned around immediately, and entered the kitchen.
The restaurant was filled with gunpowder smoke, and she was looking for a chance to leave.
"Master, bird's nest porridge."
The bird's nest porridge in a white porcelain cup with the lid still on, Auntie Wu brought it out and handed it to Ji Chicheng with both hands.
Ji Chicheng reached out to take it, frowned, glanced melancholy at Ji Aning who was eating noodles soaked in chili water without even looking at him, then turned around and left with the bird's nest porridge.
With his tall figure and heavy breath, he left the restaurant.
Ji Anning put down his chopsticks, spat out a mouthful of noodles, got up, and with red eyes, went into the kitchen, opened the door of the refrigerator, found a frozen tomato in it, didn't wash it, just ate it up.