Don't say I'm invincible

Chapter 28 Have you ever seen a cow ball that can run?
The room was quiet, a little eerie.

"Student Ling, it's nice to meet you. You can go back." Zhang Zuoxian returned to normal and returned the file to Ling Yao, as if nothing had happened.

Ling Yao refused to answer, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang hasn't given me an answer yet."

"The answer is already obvious." Dong Haizhu snorted coldly, and his voice couldn't help but raise his voice a little because of guilt, "Let me tell you straight, the document is just an excuse. You have insulted my son, so you should be aware of it."

Ling Yao sighed, "I'm a student, and I reason with you, but you don't."

Zhang Zuoxian said helplessly: "Student Ling doesn't want to give in, and I can't help it. You are a capable person, but you are a bit pedantic. I feel sorry for you."

Ling Yao shook his head, "I mean, if I go back this time, someone else will come next time, and then you will regret it."

Dong Haizhu sneered: "Really? I'm looking forward to it."

"Then, goodbye, both of you." Ling Yao smiled and turned to leave.

Zhang Zuoxian frowned, a little uneasy.

Ling Yao's smile seemed to carry unparalleled confidence, the kind of calmness and indifference that controlled everything in his hands.

He suddenly called Ling Yao to a stop, his momentum raised a bit, "Student Ling, I want to give you a piece of advice."

Ling Yao stopped and didn't look back, "Please tell me."

Zhang Zuoxian stood with his hands behind his back, with a majestic air, "I have no power in my hands, but I have decades of accumulation. These are connections and influence. The weight of one sentence is enough to crush your restaurant. You are excellent, but you are too young. Don't be impulsive and ruin your future."

"Mr. Zhang doesn't know me well."

Ling Yao waved, walked out of Zhang's house, and closed the door for them.

Zhang Zuoxian frowned.

Dong Haizhu sneered and said, "It's far worse than my son, and he doesn't know how to behave in the world at all."

Zhang Zuoxian was a little shaken, "Maybe he really has a way."

"Zuoxian, you are worrying too much." Dong Haizhu squeezed his shoulders for him, and said with a smile, "Our son is likely to become a warrior."

Zhang Zuoxian smiled, and his worries disappeared.

……

Ling Yao did not leave the community, but went to look for Song Youying.

This time she helped him, he had to show it.

He remembered her license plate number and quickly found her residence.

dong dong!

Ling Yao knocked on the door politely.

"Who is it?"

There was a rush of getting dressed inside.

"Ling Yao."

"How do you know I live here?"

Song Youying opened the door and stared at Ling Yao in surprise. Her hair was wet and she was wrapped in a bathrobe, revealing her sexy collarbone and fair legs. It was obvious that she had just taken a shower.

"I..." Ling Yao was about to explain.

"Wait a minute!" Song Youying suddenly thought of something, and slammed the door shut.

Ling Yao glanced casually, there was a pile of dirty clothes on the ground, some of them were too private, and seemed to be stained with some unknown liquid.

"Okay, come in."

Ten minutes later, Song Youying dried her hair, changed into loose home clothes, and opened the door to let Ling Yao in, with unnatural eyes.

The house was cleaned up clean and tidy, and the dirty clothes disappeared, and she didn't know where she hid them.

"Well, what are you doing here?"

Ling Yao said: "You helped me, I want to hear you eat, my house is open..."

"You know how to cook?" Song Youying's eyes lit up.

Ling Yao nodded, "I have learned."

"That's great!" Song Youying was ecstatic, she took Ling Yao with both hands, and walked to the kitchen, "Finally, I don't have to eat instant noodles anymore, you are in charge of the spoon, and I will help you."

Ling Yao felt a burst of elasticity in his arm, he didn't care, "Yes."

He originally wanted to invite her to a restaurant and cook here himself, so it's the same.

The kitchen was fully equipped, Song Youying took out the ingredients, rolled up her sleeves, exposed her slender arms, tied her hair up, her eyes were serious, and she looked ready to go.

"What are you doing?" Ling Yao was puzzled.

"Wait for your instructions, I will do whatever you ask me to do." Song Youying said.

"I'll do what you see." Ling Yao picked up the kitchen knife and ingredients.

"Oh." Song Youying nodded obediently, her beautiful eyes widened suddenly, as if thinking of something, her pretty face flushed, "You, you teased me..."

Ling Yao had already started to do it, with a concentrated expression, exuding a different kind of charm.

She was stunned, remembering the way Ling Yao played the piano for her that day, he was so elegant, noble, refined, and handsome as a god.

Her heartbeat couldn't help but her body felt slightly hot. Now that a man and a widow are in the same room, it's not surprising that something happened. Song Youying swallowed a mouthful of saliva, feeling somewhat expectant.

But soon, she was attracted by Ling Yao's technique.

The precise and skillful knife technique is full of mathematical beauty, and the incision is as smooth as a mirror, neat and uniform.

The fingertips are pouring onion and ginger, and the oil pan is stir-fried, and the flame is leaping.

Can you imagine someone making cooking like art?
Song Youying hadn't seen it before, but now she has.

A tempting aroma filled the kitchen, tantalizing the taste buds.

Song Youying's eyes were dull, she wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth, her desire was suppressed by her appetite.

The food was served on the table, Song Youying couldn't wait, and invited Ling Yao to eat together.

"It's so big, it fills up my mouth, it's all your fault!" Song Youying said in pain.

"Can't you just bite it lightly?" Ling Yao snorted coldly.

"Bite gently, what should I do if the juice leaks from the bite?"

"Hold it with your hands."

"Isn't it dirty?"

"Isn't it good to lick it clean?"

"You're really gross!"

It turned out that Song Youying was eating beef balls, but the ones made by Ling Yao were a bit too big.

However, she was full of praise for the taste, and her appetite was greatly increased, almost sweeping the whole table.

Song Youying was a little embarrassed, picked up the last beef ball, and brought it to Ling Yao's mouth, "Here, here you go."

Suddenly, she accidentally shook her hand, and the cow ball fell, rolling to nowhere.

She hurriedly looked for it, but when she bent down, a large snow-white circle was exposed through the neckline. Ling Yao had a clear view, and his face was as usual.

Song Youying didn't find it, and said with a mournful face: "It's all my fault, what a pity!"

Ling Yao smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll let it come back."

"What?" Song Youying blinked, feeling that she had heard wrong.

The next moment, a cow ball with arms and legs ran out from under the sofa, rushed to the kitchen, crawled to the sink, turned on the faucet with difficulty, jumped into the water and washed itself clean.

It ran back to the living room, climbed up the dining table along the legs of the table, and finally jumped up and inserted itself into the chopsticks. The juice splashed and fell into the bowl miraculously.

Ling Yao took the chopsticks from the sluggish Song Youying, Niu Wan's hands and feet disappeared, and he was eaten in one bite.

Song Youying stood up and screamed, "Damn it in broad daylight!"

Ling Yao comforted, "It's just a little magic trick."

"Really?"

"real."

"How can you lie to me?"

"Nothing to do."

Song Youying continued to scream.

In the end, she reluctantly accepted the term magic, and forcibly sent Ling Yao home.

On the road, she drove very hard and was so dangerous that she almost overturned the car.

Ling Yao got out of the car and said, "Go back slowly."

Song Youying glared at him resentfully, and walked away.

"Ling Yao was taken care of by a rich woman?" Xia Xiaoya said sourly in the restaurant.

"Jealous?" Wei Xuan laughed.

"Hmph!" Xia Xiaoya pursed her lips.

　There is one more chapter, and it is being coded

　　
　
(End of this chapter)