The color of the omelette was very good, and it was obvious that the heat was perfectly controlled. Jiang Mingzhu punctured the omelette, and the yolk came out and stained the fried rice. She took a mouthful and showed a surprised expression.
Dogs are pretty good at craftsmanship.
Zhou Li had also sat down opposite. Jiang Mingzhu swallowed the mouthful and praised him without hesitation: "It's delicious. My brother's skills are so good!"
Zhou Li fiddled with the fried rice in front of him with a spoon and did not respond to her compliment.
Jiang Mingzhu: "You obviously know how to cook, why did you lie to me?"
"When did you learn to cook? From whom? What other dishes do you know? Can you cook it for me in the future?"
Jiang Mingzhu suddenly asked several questions like a machine gun.
Zhou Li: "Don't talk while eating."
His tone was like a parent educating a child.
Jiang Mingzhu's mouth puffed out, like a little hamster, her cheeks were round, and her swollen eyes looked a bit funny.
Zhou Li: "Don't cry all the time in the future."
Jiang Mingzhu: "That depends on you. If you treat me better, I won't cry so sadly."
She put the fried rice into her mouth, which sounded careless, but if she tasted it carefully, she could tell it was a bit bitter.
Zhou Li looked at her lowered head, her long and thick eyelashes casting a shadow under her beautiful eyes.
Zhou Li: "Watch less news."
Jiang Mingzhu: "Isn't that a cover-up? If I don't see it, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist."
After these words, the restaurant fell into silence.
Zhou Li didn't answer, Jiang Mingzhu stopped talking, and the atmosphere around him seemed a bit heavy.
When they were about to finish the meal, Jiang Mingzhu said unexpectedly: "If I hadn't approached you in that way at the beginning, would there have been a different outcome between us?"
Zhou Li didn't answer.
Jiang Mingzhu: "If she hadn't given Mrs. Zhou the kidney, would you still have married her?"
"There are no ifs." Zhou Li's tone was a bit cold, "Don't make such meaningless assumptions."
Jiang Mingzhu: "Can't you coax me? You clearly know what answer I want to hear..."
Her voice took on a crying tone again, her lips trembled slightly, and she looked like she was about to cry.
Zhou Li: "Don't cry."
Jiang Mingzhu: "Then answer me, if you didn't have that kidney, would you marry her?"
Zhou Li: "No."
Jiang Mingzhu's tears immediately returned, and she laughed happily as if she had heard some big promise.
Zhou Li was once again surprised by the speed of her face change.
Sometimes she acts like a scheming goblin, and sometimes she acts like an innocent child who doesn't understand the world. The two contradictory temperaments are accumulated in her, but she doesn't even give people a contradictory feeling.
After eating, Jiang Mingzhu opened her arms to Zhou Li again: "Brother, give me a hug."
Zhou Li picked him up, but Jiang Mingzhu didn't take the initiative to jump this time and almost fell down.
Fortunately, Zhou Li reacted quickly and lifted her up by holding her hips with both hands.
Jiang Mingzhu blinked, "Is it easy to touch?"
As soon as she asked Zhou Li, she realized that she had done it on purpose just for this reason.
Zhou Li slapped her on the butt and said, "You deserve a spanking."
Jiang Mingzhu leaned against his ear and said, "Brother, how about you stay and beat me slowly tonight?"
Zhou Li: "..."
After carrying Jiang Mingzhu back to the bedroom upstairs, Zhou Li still had a headache from the mess in that place.
Jiang Mingzhu's legs and feet were inconvenient, so it was impossible to expect her to clean up.
Zhou Li was severely mysophobic and could not bear to be surrounded by such an environment.
After putting Jiang Mingzhu on the bed, he looked around and asked, "Is there a broom?"
Jiang Mingzhu: "It seems so."
Zhou Li: "..."
Jiang Mingzhu: "My aunt usually sweeps the floor, let me ask Qinyang.
"
Being in a wealthy family, Zhou Li has seen many people who have no common sense in life, but Jiang Mingzhu is definitely among the top.
She obviously grew up in a place like an orphanage, but she is even more delicate than a lady from aristocratic families.
Zhou Li couldn't help but think of the man who took a photo with her.
Jiang Mingzhu's current appearance must have something to do with him.
"In the storage room downstairs, the door next to the bathroom." Jiang Mingzhu asked for the location after calling.
Before Zhou Li went down to get the sweeping tools, he took Jiang Mingzhu to the bathroom to take a shower.
After he finished cleaning up the mess in the bedroom, Jiang Mingzhu just finished taking a shower and called him in the bathroom at the top of her lungs.
"I'm done washing, come and hug me."
Zhou Li walked over and opened the door expressionlessly, only to see Jiang Mingzhu sitting on the toilet in her nightgown, her whole figure seemed to be covered in moisture, blurred and wet.
She opened her arms again, and the shoulder straps slipped off, exposing a large area of skin on her chest.
Zhou Li's Adam's apple rolled.
He stepped forward to pick him up, Jiang Mingzhu pressed her chest against his arm, and Zhou Li's body suddenly stiffened.
The flames quickly spread upward from the lower abdomen and went straight to the brain.
She was only wearing a nightgown, a thin layer of fabric that did not provide any insulation.
This is not the most deadly.
After Zhou Li put Jiang Mingzhu on the bed, she bit her lip and lifted up her skirt, exposing her two white legs.
Zhou Li's eyes suddenly turned red.
Jiang Mingzhu: "Brother, please stay with me tonight."
Zhou Li held her thigh down and said, "Don't be angry."
Jiang Mingzhu: "Brother, don't you just like me like this?"
She put on a nightgown after taking a shower, and she was already well aware of Zhou Li's evil ideas.
Not emotionally for the time being, but she could still handle him in bed.
Jiang Mingzhu's ankle was injured, and Zhou Li could only hold her calf.
The man's strong hands grasped the woman's calf, his knuckles tightened, and every vein in the forearm burst out with tension.
That's when the phone rang.
Jiang Mingzhu touched Zhou Li's cell phone and smiled slyly when she saw Zhan Yubai's name on it.
"Will you take it? Um..."
He was deliberately punishing her, so Jiang Mingzhu became rude and answered the phone without waiting for him to answer. She even turned on the speakerphone.
Zhan Yubai: "Zhou Li, are you asleep?"
Zhou Li: "No."
His voice was so hoarse that even if there was only one word, it was filled with deep desire.
Not sure if he heard the clue, Zhan Yubai on the other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds before speaking again.
"Auntie has arranged a custom-made dress from a brand. Are you free tomorrow? Let's go and measure it together."
Jiang Mingzhu's eyes were a little gloomy, her body arched forward, and her other hand touched Zhou Li's left atrium.
Zhou Li's hand on his calf tightened a little more, leaving clear red finger marks on the snow-white skin.
"Zhou Li? Are you listening?"
Zhou Li: "Well, when will it be tomorrow?"
Zhan Yubai: "Is it okay in the afternoon? I will deliver food to you at noon. I will set off after lunch."
Zhou Li: "Yeah."
Zhan Yubai: "Thank you, I'm very happy that you can prepare a birthday party for me like this..."
Zhou Li: "Yeah."
Zhan Yubai began to express his heartfelt feelings to Zhou Li, emphasizing the grievances he had suffered in the Zhan family and the criticism he had received from outside.
Jiang Mingzhu laughed when she heard this, and called out softly into her cell phone.
Zhan Yubai's voice disappeared instantly.
