Raiders of Abuse Scum

Jiang Chengyang was walking in front and said to An Ning as he walked: "It's getting late. Can we leave after dinner?"

An Ning said, her eyebrows lowered and she looked very well-behaved.

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

Most of the corridor is occupied by wooden tables, and people can only walk forward sideways.

Jiang Chengyang's family lived at the end of the corridor. When Jiang Chengyang opened the door, An Ning was so crowded that sweat broke out on his forehead.

Jiang Chengyang's home is very small, only about 50 square meters, but it is divided into two bedrooms and a bathroom.

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

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

I was covered in sweat from walking just now, and the cold air hit my face, soaking into my whole body instantly. The cold air penetrated into my body along the pores, and An Ning shivered uncontrollably.

Seeing An Ning's cheeks turn white instantly, Jiang Chengyang turned around and took out a blanket from the house and threw it to An Ning.

An Ning never expected that it would be so cold in the room. After a while, he was already stunned by the cold. He took the blanket and wrapped himself into a ball.

Thinking of Jiang Chengyang asking herself if she was wearing leggings just now, An Ning couldn't help but muttered: "I really am wearing leggings."

I just didn't expect it to be so cold at Jiang Chengyang's house.

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

Jiang Chengyang's heart softened unconsciously.

Jiang Chengyang laughed: "I know, I don't have heating at home and it's too cold. I'll make whatever you want to eat."

An Ning was still about to defend herself, but suddenly she heard Jiang Chengyang ask her what she was eating, and the topic was immediately changed.

An Ning's eyes widened in surprise, and she asked in shock: "You can also cook?"

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

An Ning was not very picky about what she ate, no matter what Jiang Chengyang said, she would agree to it. Seeing this, Jiang Chengyang ordered two dishes.

A sweet and sour pork ribs, a steamed fish, a cold cucumber, and a meatball soup.

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

Jiang Chengyang has a beautiful face. He looks like an immortal, but he is surprisingly skilled in using a kitchen knife, especially the pyrotechnics such as frying, stir-frying, and deep-frying. Because of this face, Jiang Chengyang has a beautiful face. A touch of fairy spirit.

As the fireworks rose, the sweet aroma of sweet and sour pork ribs floated on the nose. An Ning shrugged her nose and praised sincerely: "It smells really good."

Jiang Chengyang was chopping meat for making meatballs. He turned his head when he heard An Ning's words, and happened to meet An Ning's shining eyes.

An Ning's delicate chin was slightly raised, and his nose flapped slightly, with a look of enjoyment on his face, as if what he was cooking was not simple meals, but delicacies.

Jiang Chengyang laughed, and his brows and eyes gained a bit of youthful clarity.

The meat filling for the meatballs was chopped, and the sweet and sour pork ribs were almost ready. Jiang Chengyang turned on the fire to reduce the juice, while An Ning stood aside and watched.

Sure enough, no matter what a good-looking person does, it is particularly pleasing to the eye, and every dish he cooks comes with its own filter.

An Ning leaned against the door frame, staring at Jiang Chengyang intently, thinking, no wonder the original owner fell in love with Jiang Chengyang at first sight. Who wouldn't like such a good man?

Jiang Chengyang put the pork ribs on a plate to reduce the juice, fastened it in a bowl to keep it warm, and handed it to An Ning: "Put it on the table."

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

An Ning's movements froze for a moment, and then she heard Jiang Chengyang say, "That's my classmate."

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

peaceful:"……"

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

"Explain what?" Jiang Chengyang raised his eyebrows. His cool appearance was a little more unruly because of this eyebrow raising action. He asked An Ning: "Explain that you are not my girlfriend, but just a classmate who came here to give me specialties?"

It was obviously a normal name for his classmates, but when Jiang Chengyang said it in such a vague tone, it seemed very ambiguous.

This explanation sounds ambiguous, so it would be better not to explain it at all.

An Ning shut her mouth instantly.

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

An Ning didn't know how to do it, so he just stood aside and watched quietly.

Although his eyes were light and weightless, Jiang Chengyang could feel An Ning's eyes resting on the side of his face, like a feather, gently crossing his cheeks, causing a tingling sensation. .

Jiang Chengyang turned his head and looked at An Ning, who blinked with an innocent look on his face.

"What do you see me doing?"

peaceful:"……"

"Of course it's because you look good." The aunt who had just entered the room appeared again, with a round face and round eyes. She looked like a glutinous rice dumpling, which was particularly festive.

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

An Ning's face instantly turned red. Before An Ning could feel shy, she heard her aunt say, "But our Xiaoyang is not bad either."

Jiang Chengyang: "..."

The aunt was not only older, but also very talkative. Although she didn't know An Ning, she was still able to talk to An Ning for a long time. In the end, Jiang Chengyang refused and took An Ning away from the aunt because the food would be cold after eating.

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

I feel like the aunt has a social problem. Even though they have never met each other, she can act like they have known each other for a long time, dragging her from Tiannan to Haibei.

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

An Ning took a sip of the soup, her eyes immediately turned cold, and she said in surprise: "It tastes good~"

An Ning pursed her lips, squeezed out two small pear dimples, and said to Jiang Chengyang: "Jiang Chengyang, why are you so powerful? You are so good at studying and your cooking is so delicious. I don't know which girl you want to take advantage of in the future."

An Ning thought in her mind and said it out loud. After saying it, she thought of how Jiang Chengyang usually ignored everyone in the class, and the last time the school belle came to Jiang Chengyang, Jiang Chengyang replied expressionlessly. When she said "I don't know you", the ugly expression on the school beauty's face made her laugh out loud.

For such a straight man, he is not alone, but he is pretty much the same.