Jiang Chengyang walked ahead and said to An Ning as he walked: "It's getting late, can I leave after dinner?"

An Ning said with a sigh of relief, looking very well-behaved with a downed eyebrows.

Jiang Chengyang lives in an old small high-rise building with a total of five floors. There is a large wooden table in front of each house, and pots and pans are placed in front of the door of each house.

The corridor was occupied by wooden tables, and people could only walk forward sideways.

Jiang Chengyang's family lives in the innermost part of the corridor. When Jiang Chengyang opened the door, An Ning was so crowded that she was sweating.

Jiang Chengyang's home is very small, only more than fifty square meters, but it was divided into two bedrooms and one bathroom.

The furniture inside is very old, but it is clean. There is a layer of blanket on the sofa, which looks furry and very warm.

The old community has no heating and poor sealing. The temperature inside and outside the house is the same.

Just now, I was covered in sweat. The air conditioner came to my face and instantly soaked my whole body. The cold air penetrated into my body through my pores, and An Ning shook uncontrollably.

Looking at An Ning's cheeks that turned white in an instant, Jiang Chengyang turned around and took out a blanket from the room and threw it to An Ning.

An Ning never thought that the room would be so cold. After a while, she was already stunned by the cold. She took the blanket and wrapped herself in a ball.

Thinking of Jiang Chengyang asking himself if he had worn leggings just now, An Ning couldn't help but mutter: "I'm really wearing leggings."

I just didn't expect Jiang Chengyang's home to be so cold.

Because of the cold, the girl's cheeks were red and her nose looked like a small nose made of carrots by a snowman. With her eyes that were so cold and with tears in her eyes, she looked like a wet little animal, pitiful.

Jiang Chengyang's heart softened unknowingly.

Jiang Chengyang laughed: "I know, there is no heating at my house, it's too cold, I'll make it whatever I want to eat."

An Ning wanted to defend herself, but suddenly she heard Jiang Chengyang ask him what to eat and was immediately changed to the topic.

An Ning's eyes were wide open because of surprise, and she said in shock: "You can still cook?"

"The family is poor and versatile." Jiang Chengyang made a rare joke, turned around and opened the refrigerator, and began to discuss the dishes with An Ning for a while.

An Ning was not very picky about what he had to eat. No matter what Jiang Chengyang said, he said it was fine. Seeing this, Jiang Chengyang ordered two dishes himself.

One sweet and sour pork ribs, one steamed fish, one cold cucumber, and one meatball soup.

An Ning didn't expect Jiang Chengyang to cook. She wrapped herself tightly with a blanket and stood at the door of her house to watch Jiang Chengyang cook.

Jiang Chengyang gave birth to a beautiful face, which looked like an immortal who was not as good as the world's fireworks, but he was unexpectedly skilled when using a kitchen knife, especially the actions of frying, cooking and frying, which were also a little more fairy-like because of this face.

As the fireworks rose, the sweet fragrance of sweet and sour pork ribs floated at the end of the nose. An Ning shook her nose and praised it sincerely: "It smells so good."

Jiang Chengyang was chopping the meat stuffing to make meatballs. After hearing An Ning's words, he turned his head and happened to bump into An Ning's bright eyes.

An Ning's exquisite chin raised slightly, her nose wings gently swayed, and her face seemed to be enjoying her as if he was not cooking plain rice, but delicious food.

Jiang Chengyang laughed, and there was a little more clearness between his eyebrows and eyes that belonged to the young.

The meat fillings made by making meatballs were chopped, and the sweet and sour pork ribs were almost the same. Jiang Chengyang turned on a high heat to collect the juice, while An Ning stood by and watched.

Sure enough, the beautiful person is particularly pleasing to the eye no matter what he cooks, and he comes with a filter for every dish.

An Ning leaned against the door frame and stared at Jiang Chengyang intently, thinking to herself, no wonder the original owner fell in love with Jiang Chengyang at first sight. Who doesn’t like such a good man?

Jiang Chengyang put the ribs on the plate and put them in a bowl to keep them warm, and handed them to An Ning: "Put on the table."

An Ning took the plate and just put it down, he heard a loud voice: "Xiaoyang, that girl was your girlfriend just now."

An Ning's movements froze, and then she heard Jiang Chengyang say, "It's my classmate."

The other party echoed meaningfully: "Oh oh oh, I understand, classmates."

peaceful:"……"

An Ning stood in the room for a while, and when there was no sound outside, she opened the curtain. Seeing Jiang Chengyang put the fish into the steamer, he poked his head out and asked in a low voice: "Do you want me to help explain?"

"What are you explaining?" Jiang Chengyang raised his eyebrows. His cold and thin appearance was a little unruly because of the eyebrow-raising movement. He asked An Ning: "Explanation that you are not my girlfriend, but just a classmate who came to give me specialties?"

It was obvious that the normal title of the classmate was spoken by Jiang Chengyang in such an vague tone, which seemed very ambiguous.

This explanation is better than not to explain it, how to listen to it and how ambiguous it is.

An Ning shut her mouth in an instant.

Jiang Chengyang poured water into the pot and started making meatball soup.

An Ning couldn't do it, so she stood by and watched quietly.

Although his eyes were light and not weighed at all, Jiang Chengyang could feel An Ning's eyes stopped on his side, like a feather, gently passing by his cheeks, causing a tingling sensation.

Jiang Chengyang turned his head to look at An Ning, and An Ning blinked his eyes, looking innocent.

"What do you think I do?"

peaceful:"……"

"Of course it's good to see you." The aunt who just entered the room appeared again, with round faces and round eyes, and her whole body looked like a dumpling, which was particularly festive.

The aunt stuck out half of her body, looked at An Ning, and couldn't help but take a breath: "What a handsome girl."

An Ning's face turned red in an instant. Before An Ning could be shy, she heard the aunt say, "But our Xiaoyang is not bad either."

Jiang Chengyang: “…”

The aunt was not only old, but also very talkative. Although she didn't know An Ning, she could also talk to An Ning for a long time. In the end, Jiang Chengyang refused and said that after eating, the food would get cold before he took An Ning back from the aunt.

After arriving at the house, An Ning patted her chest with lingering fear, and couldn't help but mutter: "It's so scary."

I feel that my aunt has social awesomeness. They obviously don’t know each other, but she can just tell her from Tiannan to Haibei like the two of them for a long time.

Jiang Chengyang scooped a bowl of soup and handed it to An Ning.

An Ning took a sip of the soup, and her eyes suddenly turned cold. She said in surprise: "It's delicious~"

An Ning pursed her lips and squeezed out two small dimples. She said to Jiang Chengyang: "Jiang Chengyang, why are you so profitable? You are so good at studying and cooking so delicious. I don't know which girl you want to get cheaper in the future."

An Ning thought to herself and said it out loud. After saying that, she thought of Jiang Chengyang's usual way of ignoring everyone in the class. The last time the school beauty looked for Jiang Chengyang, Jiang Chengyang replied with an expressionless expression, "I don't know each other", the ugly expression on the school beauty's face couldn't help laughing out loud.

Such a straight man is almost the same as if he is not a lonely person.
Chapter completed!