Super Special Forces King

Chapter 216

216.

When Zhuo Zhaoyun came back from get off work, she just walked in the door and put on slippers, and she smelled the smell of the kitchen.

Hang the coat on the hanger and walk into the kitchen, and you will see a row of delicious dishes on the table.

Braised pork ribs, stewed potatoes, dry stir-fried beans, vinegared cabbage.

She pinched a piece of ribs and put it into her mouth. It was a bit hot, and Zhuo Zhaoyun kept fanning it with her green fingers.

"Have you washed your hands, just grab it with your hands? Don't worry, the fish will be out of the pot right away." Zhang Feng looked a little funny when she looked back at her stealing food. The girl in her twenties actually looked like a child.

"Hey, Zhang Feng didn't see that your cooking skills are okay. You are about to catch up with the five-star chef." Zhuo Zhaoyun chuckled lightly, her eyebrows curled up and she was cute.

He spit out his little tongue and ran out of the kitchen, changed into comfortable pajamas, washed his hands and sat down at the dining table again.

Zhang Feng also brought the sauced fish on the table at this time, took two empty bowls and filled the rice cooker with fragrant and steaming rice, and put the bowl in front of her.

I took out a bottle of beer from the refrigerator and opened it. I sat opposite her. Seeing that she didn't mean to move the chopsticks, she asked in surprise, "I started to eat without washing my hands. Don’t eat anymore?"

Zhuo Zhaoyun squinted slightly and stared at Zhang Feng, and asked: "Say, did you do something to sorry me? Otherwise, why did you cook such a delicious dish for no reason, and even actively served me the meal? How do I feel the smell of weasel worshiping you?"

"Puff." The sip of beer that Zhang Feng just drank almost didn't come out of his mouth. Where and where is this? He smiled and said: "What is the relationship between the two of us, what can I do to sorry you? And it doesn't matter if I am a weasel, you are... a chicken?"

Zhuo Zhaoyun's face suddenly stiffened, and her lips sneered: "You are the chicken!"

"Who are you looking at? I didn't say it, but you said it yourself. I am a weasel to give you New Year greetings." Zhang Feng sighed with a smile.

"Bah, baah, my mouth was wrong. I didn’t do anything I’m sorry. Just eat, hehe, I’m hungry." Zhuo Zhaoyun stretched out his chopsticks and picked up a large piece of fish with the fragrant soup. Mix the white rice with the juice and put it into your mouth.

Zhang Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head. A woman's face didn't change as fast as in June. It's a needle in a woman's heart that makes people hard to understand.

He also started and feasted on it.

Four dishes, one electric pot of rice was swept away by two. Needless to say, Zhang Feng's appetite was of course, but Zhuo Zhaoyun wiped out two bowls of rice and ate a lot of dishes, which really shocked Zhang Feng.

Zhuo Zhaoyun was lying halfway on the chair, touching her belly with her hand, which was really cool.

This meal is more comfortable to eat than eating fast food outside or eating out in a restaurant.

"Um." Zhuo Zhaoyun hiccuped without the burden of the ladies, and said: "It seems that for your meal today, you owe me a discount. Originally you owed me ten Four bowls of noodles, and now I have seven bowls of noodles and the two of us will be cancelled."

Zhang Feng smiled and said, "Okay. By the way, Zhaoyun, I have found a place to live, and I may move in tomorrow."

"Okay."

Zhuo Zhaoyun replied casually, suddenly reacting to something wrong, sat up voluntarily, and asked: "What did you just say?"

"I said I found a place to live, and I plan to move in tomorrow." Zhang Feng repeated.

"Humph!" With a cold snort, Zhuo Zhaoyun stood up and said coldly: "I said you didn't have a good heart to cook for me tonight. You still don't admit it. You are ready to dump me. Isn't it?"

I walked out of the kitchen angrily and heard the door of her room slam shut.

Zhang Feng was taken aback, what's going on? Why did she become uneasy when she cooked something for her, and didn't she want to push herself away? Isn't it in line with her intentions to take the initiative now? What else does it mean to dump her? There is nothing to do with the two. How can I say that I will not dump her.

At this time, a lyric sounded in Zhang Feng's head: Don't guess a woman's mind, guess it, guess it, don't understand it.

After tidying up the kitchen, he returned to his room, put all his belongings in a backpack and lay on the bed, and left until tomorrow morning after telling her.

I kept watching the news with my mobile phone and heard the sound of ‘Da Da Da’ in the living room walking towards my room.

Bang. The door of the room was kicked open by Zhuo Zhaoyun from outside, pinching his waist with both hands, staring at Zhang Feng angrily.

Zhang Feng was big for a while and said: "Sister, how can you say that you are also a big girl of Huanghua, and I am also a big girl of Huanghua, don't you want to break in like this?"

"Humph, even if you are a yellow flower guy, you are the one that is about to wither. Zhang Feng, I ask you whether you will live by yourself or with others after you move out." Zhuo Zhaoyun asked with a cold snort.

"I live by myself!" Zhang Feng said truthfully.

"Let me ask you again, what kind of house do you want to live in?" Zhuo Zhaoyun asked again.

"Uh... a fool gave me a villa!" Zhang Feng answered again.

"Villa? There must be a lot of rooms! Okay, my question is over." With that, Zhuo Zhaoyun walked out of the room without forgetting to close the door of his room, but the intensity was a little bit stronger. There was a loud bang.

Zhang Feng was taken aback, what was it about? Living alone, villas, many rooms, is she going to move in to live with me? No way?

I couldn't lie down on the bed anymore, and rushed out of the room. Zhuo Zhaoyun's door was not closed, and she was seeing her packing things.

He clutched his headache and asked, "I said, Miss, what are you doing? Don't you really want to move in to live with me?"

"Huh, of course I have to move over, otherwise, what about the seven bowls of noodles you owe me?" Zhuo Zhaoyun asked with a cold snort, her hands kept moving while she was talking, loading pieces of clothes Carry in the suitcase.

"Miss, I will cook seven bowls of noodles for you tomorrow morning. If you eat one bowl, can't you just dump out the remaining six bowls?" Zhang Feng said aloud and sadly.

Zhuo Zhaoyun smashed the clothes in her hand and walked to Zhang Feng's face. She said coldly, "You have seen this girl all over, do you want to be so irresponsible?"

"Hiss." Zhang Feng took a breath of air. When did it all happen, why did it turn it out again.

"Miss, when did you come here? Besides, it was a misunderstanding. Haven't we all explained it clearly?" Zhang Feng said with a big head like a fight: "Miss, you said that you are Zhuo Jiada Miss, it’s not easy to want anything, why do you want to mix with me? It’s really spread out, I don’t care, it’s bad for your reputation, and it’s not nice to say it well, isn’t it?"