Happy Boys: Starting From Lying Down And Winning Song Qian

Chapter 19 Fried Rice With Song Qian In The Kitchen!

Song Qian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and whispered: "You are stupid. You locked the kitchen door. Wouldn't it make her even more suspicious of the situation between the two of us? You don't have three hundred taels of silver here!"

But at this moment, Qiao Yingzi had already come out of the bathroom.

Since she was having diarrhea, it was over very quickly.

When Qiao Yingzi saw that the kitchen door was closed, he was startled. Cao Kun, a bad guy, must have done something bad to Ms. Song Qian in the kitchen.

She quickly asked, "Why did you close the kitchen door?"

Song Qian was particularly scared at this time, and Qiao Yingzi came over.

Although the door of the kitchen is closed, you can still see the situation inside clearly through the glass above.

She hurriedly said in a trembling voice: "Yingzi, I don't want the oil fume to go outside, it will stain the sofa furniture and electrical appliances outside.

I passed out from sleep today, woke up late, just started to prepare, you watch TV first, it will take at least half an hour to be ready! "

Qiao Yingzi was a little worried about Cao Kun, and shouted: "Cao Kun, what are you doing in there, don't be a waste of help there!"

But Cao Kun said: "I'm so embarrassed to waste money at your house, I'm here to help.

If you don't want to, why don't you come over and do it! "

Qiao Yingzi snorted coquettishly and said, "It's you who are making money, not me, so you can do it!"

After she finished speaking, she ran back to her room, taking this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to play with those quietly hidden astronomical models.

At this moment in the kitchen, Cao Kun was just as Qiao Yingzi was worried about, not only did not help, but instead helped.

Song Qian couldn't take it anymore, she turned her head and pinched Cao Kun severely, and said angrily, "You bastard, you're just a beast!"

Cao Kun grinned and said, "I'd rather let you call me a beast than be a hypocrite who sits still.

A few days ago, I saw an enlightenment movie about the country of footbath, the hero and heroine were mixing oil with honey in the kitchen, it was very warm and interesting, let’s try it..."

Song Qian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she gave him a charming look and said, "Don't mess around, don't interfere with my cooking!"

In this way, Song Qian and Cao Kun were busy in the kitchen.

The fragrant meals were still presented on the stove without delay.

Song Qian was extremely nervous at this moment.

She was cooking vegetables and rice at the same time, for fear that the pot would get burnt, and she was even more afraid of being caught by Qiao Yingzi.

After all, Qiao Yingzi might come out of her room at any time and come to the door of the kitchen. As long as she stood on tiptoe, she could see the bustling scene in the kitchen.

This may be the first time Song Qian fried rice in such a scene, and she was very excited, but she was afraid of disturbing Qiao Yingzi outside, so she remained silent.

Song Qian sighed. She should have been mentally prepared a long time ago. Fried rice is the most tiring thing. Try not to fry rice in the future.

When she thought of food, a new worry immediately appeared in Song Qian's mind. From last night to now, she has not had time to buy Yu Ting.

I haven't reached menopause yet, so there is still a possibility of winning the bid.

If you accidentally get pregnant, how should you face Qiao Yingzi?

After all, she has divorced her ex-husband Qiao Weidong a long time ago. Without a husband, whose child belongs to him?

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