The news of Ning Suyi's move was spread to the two good sisters. They made an appointment to come and warm her up, which was called adding popularity to the new house.

Ning Suyi refused: "The weekend won't work, there are cartons piled up at home, and I have to clean it up."

The two were unhappy, so Ning Suyi had to change her words: "Monday, Monday night. If you have time to come, I will cook myself and wait for the two of you."

Logically speaking, Monday is the busiest day of the week. Who has recently given another "Mr. Ning" in the company? She has divided some of the work in her hands for him, so it is much easier than before. It is the old man's intention, and it is intended to exercise Ning Yiyang's ability.

Ning Suyi once heard Liang Sui talk about a joke that was popular recently within the company: In addition to Ning Yiyang and the three current "General Ning" of Mingsheng Pharmaceutical, namely Ning Zongde, Ning Suyi, and Ning Yiyang. Therefore, every time he talks about "How is General Ning?", others have to ask more questions, "Which General Ning are you talking about?"

Ning Suyi laughed at it after hearing this, but didn't care.

She only cares about her own affairs, and regards the rest as she misses and forgets it when she passes her eyes.

In the afternoon, she left an hour early. Ning Suyi rarely left early. Before leaving, she told Liang Sui that she would be unsure of anything and informed her.

It takes ten minutes to reach the entrance of the community before the evening rush hour.

Ning Suyi didn't let Uncle Xu drive in, and got out of the car and walked to the building where she lived. In mid-October, the sun was still hot near the evening, and she blocked her forehead with her hands all the way over.

When I walked into the lobby on the first floor, I felt a little cooler. The property staff behind the counter smiled and said hello: "Ms. Ning."

Ning Suyi also smiled and nodded.

On the way she came, she took her mobile phone and ordered a bunch of ingredients in the fresh food supermarket online, and delivered it to her home for about half an hour. After entering the house, she went to the bedroom to change her clothes and tied up her long hair.

Afterwards, Ning Suyi went downstairs and sat on a high stool next to the kitchen bar, and used a memo for mobile phone to make a rough menu. As soon as the beef stewed with tomato and potatoes was listed, the doorbell rang.

Ning Suyi thought the food he bought online was delivered, so she walked to the entrance with her mobile phone and suddenly remembered that the delivery staff could not come up without her permission.

Just at this moment, a message came in from the phone.

Jing Chi: "Open the door."

Ning Suyi opened the door. Jing Chi outside the door was not idle with his hands. He was carrying several large bags of ingredients, including chicken, duck, fish, shrimp, melon, fruits and vegetables. The palms of his hand were red. The handle of one of the plastic bags slipped off his fingers, and the onions inside rolled out.

Ning Suyi quickly bent down and picked it up, took two bags: "Why are you..." She was so surprised that she couldn't even say anything.

"You said you opened fire tonight, and I don't think you have time to buy groceries, so you bought these and sent them over."

Jing Chi's chest was undulating and he was panting. His white face, his forehead and nose were covered with crystal beads of sweat, which made his lips look red and moist, probably the kind of lips on the Internet that were rated as "suitable for kissing" by female netizens.

Ning Suyi said: "But I placed an order online."

Jing Chi drank half of the bottle of mineral water in one breath and became more and more breathless: "It's okay, it won't be bad if you keep it in the refrigerator, it will be enough for you to eat for a week."

Ning Suyi put her hands on her waist, laughing and crying: "I don't cook often."

It’s okay in the UK, but after returning to China, life was squeezed by work, and I can’t mobilize my enthusiasm for cooking anymore.

Jing Chi grinned, looked at her helplessly and said, "I'll make it for you to eat, is this okay? Miss." As if she had no choice but to use her, she emphasized, "You are really my lady."

Ning Suyi said yes with a smile.

She looked so beautiful when she smiled. She was too light in her mood on weekdays and always felt like she was not happy or angry, like a little Bodhisattva.

Soon, the deliveryman also arrived. Ning Suyi had no time to talk and went to the kitchen to process the ingredients. Jing Chi rolled up his sleeves to help, and then Ning Suyi helped him.

Several pots were turned on, one stewed with beef brisket, one stewed with coconut chicken, and the other stewed with braised dishes, with duck necks, duck wings, duck legs, and thrown into a braised bun. When the stew was almost done, add some easy-to-ripe quail eggs, lotus root slices, kelp knots, etc., which will definitely make you cry for the next child.

Jing Chi bought two coconuts, one used as coconut chicken, and the other knocked on a small mouth, inserted it into a straw and handed it to Ning Suyi, asking her to hold it and drink it.

Ning Suyi held the round coconut with both hands, took a sip of the refreshing and slightly sweet coconut juice, leaned against the bar, and watched the remaining ingredients he had processed.

I have to admit that he is much more flexible than her.

Ye Fanshuang and Zou Qianen came after work, rang the doorbell, Ning Suyi went over to answer the door, but they didn't change their shoes when they entered the house, so they looked at the kitchen together.

There is a strong fragrance floating there, and it can make people's index fingers flutter.

However, what was even more shocking was that there was a slender and thin man standing in front of the liugu table, wearing a black sweatshirt, gray-white jeans, and a gray-blue plaid apron tied around his waist. His side face was clearly outlined, and the lights were vaguely poetic, which easily reminded people of the four words "The years are quiet and peaceful".

Ye Fanshuang kicked off her high heels, changed into indoor slippers, and squeezed her eyes at Ning Suyi with a "yo" sound: "When is there an extra male host at home? Let's see who, oh, brother Jing Chi."

"..." Ning Su wanted to drive her out.

This woman often speaks fiercely and is commonly known as "old fried dough sticks".

Zou Qianen smiled so hard that his eyes couldn't see it.

Both of them brought gifts to Ning Suyi. Zou Qianen gave a set of high-end indoor aromatherapy, six different flavors, and a pack of scented strips, which was enough for her to use for a long time. The things Ye Fanshuang gave were not very serious, so it would be better not to mention them.

Ye Fanshuang was not aware of her at all, and was warned by Ning Suyi that she would continue to provoke her: "You are living with Jing Chi!"

The sound was loud, Ning Suyi could guarantee that Jing Chi in the kitchen could hear it because the long wooden chopsticks he used to fry things fell into the oil pan.

Ning Suyi pinched Ye Fanshuang: "Shut up, he lives downstairs."

Ye Fanshuang blinked: "Aren't you a big leap floor? He lives downstairs, you live upstairs, and you still say you haven't lived together?"

Ning Suyi took a breath and couldn't bear it anymore: "What I said is that he lives on the fifteenth floor, and I live on the sixteenth floor."

"Oh, it doesn't seem to be much different."

“…”

In the kitchen, Jing Chi pretended to be calm and picked up the chopsticks that fell into the oil pan with a clip, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curled.

He could always make Ning Suyi laugh, but he had to admit that Ye Fanshuang was truly powerful and could make her so calm and speechless and lose her mind.

Zou Qianen shook to the kitchen and couldn't help but steal a fried squid ring from Jing Chi. She praised him and helped Ye Fanshuang say Ning Suyi: "How about taking away Xiao Chi's brother and enslave him to cook for you every day! I think it's OK."

Ning Suyi ignored them and turned to the refrigerator to get drinks: "Clean up the dishes and prepare for dinner."

Jing Chi worked hard for more than two hours, and the dining table was naturally rich. The coconut chicken was placed on the cartridge stove, and the cooking was bubbling. Jing Chi made a bowl of dipping sauce for everyone. The tender and juicy chicken nuggets were awesome, and the coconut chicken soup at the bottom of the pot also made people feel that there was nothing in the sky or underground.

Various braised dishes were piled on the plate, and several women were wearing disposable gloves and gnawed them quite invisibly.

The pot of tomato and potato brisket was stewed soft and tasty. Zou Qianen was willing to give up losing weight for it and mixed it with a bowl of rice in thick soup.

I won’t comment on the other small stir-fry at all. In short, the few people were holding their stomachs when they got off the table, and they couldn’t even eat a piece of fruit after the meal. Especially Zou Qianen, who wore a tight fishtail skirt, made her almost breathless.

So, the two decided to stay at Ning Suyi tonight.

Ning Suyi was happy and found two sets of pajamas for them from the closet. After taking a shower, the two women occupied the big bed in the master bedroom upstairs, and applied Ning Suyi's mask of one thousand yuan per piece, and sighed comfortably.

Ning Suyi helped Jingchi clean up the kitchen garbage on the first floor and took him out.

Jing Chi stood outside the door. The lights in the corridor were not particularly bright. They shone soft and soft on the hair above his head, like a dog who had just finished taking a shower and drying his hair.

Ning Suyi grabbed the door and waved at him.

"Have you forgotten something?" Jing Chi didn't rush to leave. Lights fell in his eyes. The sound seemed to be covered with water vapor in the quiet night, making people's hearts softer.

He didn't give a prompt, and of course Ning Suyi couldn't remember what he had forgotten, so he could only ask him: "What?"

Jing Chi tskated lightly, with a little dissatisfaction in his tone: "Say good night."

Ning Suyi was stunned and reacted and pushed him: "I thought I had forgotten something big, go and go and go to bed quickly. Good night."

Jing Chi looked at her, smiled, and said softly: "Good night."

When the door was closed, Ning Suyi could still hear a very low and short laughter coming from outside, and then whispered to her: "The door is locked."

Ning Suyi locked the door and returned to the upper floor. The two women were lying horizontally on the bed, applying her facial mask, holding her white legs, holding her cell phone and chatting while playing.

"You sent the well so long to you? You are kissing at the door." The mouth cannot be opened and closed with the mask, so Ye Fanshuang's voice was muffled.

Ning Suyi didn't need to bear it anymore, kicked off her slippers and kicked her mercilessly: "You got it. Is it true for a month's breakfast?"

"Why not?"

"Gongguangguang, let's not apply my mask again."

Ning Suyi went to the bathroom to take a shower and applied a mask when she came out. The two of them had washed their faces and were sitting in front of the dressing table to apply skin care products. They studied which essence was better to use. Ning Suyi rolled her eyes hugely.

Zou Qianen said: "Your phone rang just now, it seemed like a WeChat message."

Ning Suyi picked up the phone on the bedside table and clicked on WeChat and unread messages.

Mu Jingting: "I'm busy until now. I heard that you have moved and haven't celebrated your happiness in your housewarming. Do you want to come out for some midnight snack?"

Ye Fanshuang asked her while applying neck cream: "Who?"

Ning Suyi lowered her head and typed, saying, "Mu Jingting, ask me to go out for a midnight snack."

"You can still eat it?"

"Will I have two stomachs? I reject him." Ning Suyi rejected Mu Jingting's kindness and claimed that she was ready to rest. Then, she threw her phone on the bed and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Ye Fanshuang gave a massage to her neck to promote absorption, turned her head to look at her, her eyes deep and intriguing: "Do I have an illusion? Why do you think something is wrong with Mu Jingting? Is he chasing you?"

Ning Suyi had this feeling before. She thought she was self-indulgent, but now she was pointed out by Ye Fanshuang, so she couldn't deny it.

Zou Qianen climbed onto the bed and shook her legs crossed: "I saw some clues on Brother Jingting's birthday. He asked Susu to help him make a birthday wish, and when cutting the cake, he specially cut her favorite yellow peaches. To be honest, I don't know what Susu likes to eat."

Ye Fanshuang supported her cheeks and shook her head and sighed: "The plot that two bamboo horses are circling around, and they can't even imagine. It's really a drought that can be killed by the drought that can be killed by the drought."

She raised her eyebrows and waved to Ning Suyi excitedly: "Come on, Susu, tell me quietly, which one do you like more?"

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Boys who can cook will never have bad luck (*￣︶￣)
Chapter completed!