My sister is the richest man

: My Sister Serves You 【7/6】

Qu Nishang looked at Qu Yang with an incredulous expression on her face, and the taste in her mouth strongly stimulated her taste buds!

That is to say, Qu Nishang’s mind is extremely tenacious. If he were an ordinary person, he would not be able to help but start eating too much. There is no time to ask Qu Yang how he did it!

This can be seen from the events where the actresses ate green vegetables.

Although they are actresses, they are under a lot of pressure and their minds are not bad, but compared with Qu Nishang, they are simply docile little sheep.

“Sister, my egg fried rice, which is better than dog food?”

With a teasing smile on the corner of Qu Yang’s mouth, he asked Qu Nishang.

He was a little excited. He was rarely praised by his sister, but just now, his sister actually described his egg fried rice as unparalleled.

“Zero Nine Seven” This sentence is undoubtedly the best compliment from the richest man in China.

Qu Nishang sighed sincerely: “For now, this is the best meal my sister has ever eaten. How does it compare to mere dog food?”

As soon as the words fell, Qu Nishang realized the meaning of sarcasm in his brother’s words, and immediately glared and said: “Hehe, it’s okay, Xiaoyang, if you have grown up, you will mock your sister in a weird way, right?”

Qu Nishang’s words were vague, because her mouth finally started to chew fried rice with eggs.

If you put this taste in your mouth and stay there for a quarter of an hour, it will be a torment. You must chew it up and swallow it in your stomach immediately to be satisfied.

“Mm, delicious.” Qu Nishang couldn’t help but praise again while eating.

“Eating the egg fried rice I made, you satirized me before, but now you are confident.” Qu Yang rolled his eyes.

Qu Nishang only cared about eating and ignored him.

Qu Yang was actually not very hungry, but the fried rice with eggs was so delicious that he ate very much.

Soon, Qu Nishang’s egg fried rice was finished first.

The richest woman in China, in front of Qu Yang, had no scruples when eating fried rice with eggs. It can be said that she had no image.

What I eat is called a whirlwind.

“Ding ding ding!”

My sister picks up the empty plate with a spoon, giving full play to the fine tradition of hard work.

——Even if she eats in such an unsightly posture, it still gives people a sense of harmonious beauty.

“Boom!”

My sister put the empty plate on the marble table, inside it was empty, not a single grain of rice was left.

Qu Yang deliberately made a fuss and said: “Wow! Eat too fast! Sister, you are a pig! Eat so fast! I haven’t finished eating yet!”

Qu Nishang stared and said, “How do you talk!”

Qu Yang immediately gave a thumbs up, and changed a sentence, “Sisters are grand, windy and elegant.”

Qu Nishang snorted, “That’s about the same.”

Then, she saw Qu Yang’s thumbs up and stood upside down, “What a pig!”

“Go to hell!”

Qu Nishang directly threw a pillow.

Qu Yang sideways avoided, laughed, and started to eat his egg fried rice.

Qu Nishang watched eagerly, hesitated to speak.

Qu Yang stopped, pretending to be puzzled, and asked doubtfully, “Sister, do you have anything to say?”

Hearing this, Qu Nishang became even more coy.

Qu Yang continued to pretend to be confused, “Sister, what’s the matter, please tell me, we siblings, what is there to say?”