The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   Chapter 595 The more you pull, the more you love the principle 146

   Jiang Li'an looked down at him with a red nose in grievance.

   He looked serious when he lowered his eyelashes, his hair was messy, his nose was high, and he had a clean temperament.

   Fingers pressed her hand forcibly, and the temperature of the fingertips touched each other. The hardness of the joints belonging to men and the delicateness of girls formed a sharp contrast.

   If Shen Qingzhuo hadn't threatened her, Jiang Li'an would have been very happy.

   After cutting his nails, Shen Qingzhuo opened the drawer next to him, pulled out a lot of manicure items, and put them on the table.

   Jiang Li'an's bad premonition reached its peak.

   She asked him what he was doing, and he said in a very natural tone, give her a manicure.

   These are the most terrifying words Jiang Li'an has ever heard in his life.

  Hands straight back.

   was pulled back by Shen Qingzhuo.

   is cold and fierce.

  It takes an hour for a manicure trip.

  When Jiang Li'an saw the black non-mainstream manicure on his hand, he couldn't hold back any longer, the corner of his mouth was deflated, his eyes were red, and he held back tears.

  Shen Qingzhuo was quite satisfied: "Is it good-looking?"

   "Wow woo woo." Jiang Li'an choked with tears, crying out of breath, "It's so ugly!"

  Shen Qingzhuo: "..."

   "Last night at ten o'clock and three minutes, there was a car accident on the Anfa Street section, causing a serious injury to one person..."

  In the private villa, the news is still playing on the TV.

   "Bang——" The sound of the china being torn apart echoed in the cold and empty room.

  Bird's nest was scattered all over the ground.

   "Why are you so careless?" The person who had just walked in stopped and spoke softly.

   "I'm sorry!" Shen Siyue said in a panic, getting out of bed with bare feet, trying to clean up the mess on the ground, but Tan Junxi held her hand.

   "Girls are delicate, you don't need to do this, I'll do it."

   Shen Siyue retracted her hand in a daze, squatted on the ground, and looked at the person in front of her.

   He was wearing a soft white shirt, half kneeling on one knee, with picturesque eyebrows.

   is like a picture that Meditation Moon has dreamed about for a long time.

   But the way he looked at her... was strange.

   I can't tell, it's like looking at another person, and sometimes it makes Shen Siyue feel that it's just an illusion.

   Shen Siyue sat up and stared at the TV screen. She breathed a sigh of relief when the TV reported that there were no casualties. Apart from being thankful, she seemed to have other emotions in her heart that she did not dare to think deeply about.

  Then...she saw the surveillance video on the TV.

   Those blue eyes that always have a sense of distance.

   "Boom--" Shen Siyue's mind was blank.

   "It's pretty, right?" Tan Junxi followed her line of sight and said with a smile, don't mean anything.

   Shen Siyue didn't even hear what he said, nodding in confusion, waking up from a big dream, and hurriedly called Shen Qingzhuo, but couldn't say a word.

   What can I say?

   In the end, she could only ask helplessly and guiltily: "Brother... If I did something wrong, would you blame me?"

   The voice on the other side of the phone was calm: "What you should do is do things well, not care about the attitude of others."

   Shen Siyue closed her eyes and started to cry again.

   He asked where she was.

  Shen Siyue saw the sunlight outside the window, the gentle figure on the opposite side, and everything around her that was unfamiliar but accepted her.

  She lied to Shen Qingzhuo for the first time, and she heard herself say, "I'm at home."

   For a long time, the big white goose was in the beautiful training base to the fullest, fluttering its white wings, flapping, flapping, and showing its wonderful voice, quack, quack.

   majestic and high-spirited.

   patrolling his territory.

   Shen Qingzhuo thought that he couldn't keep a goose, right? What is this.

   So Shen Qingzhuo made a great decision - he was going to stew it!

The first hour after deciding to cook the big goose in the iron pot, Shen Qingzhuo locked himself in the specially equipped kitchen of the tutor's dormitory, studied these unfamiliar electrical appliances, fiddled for a long time without flipping through the manual, and called Zuo Duo irritably. made a phone call.

   "How do you use all these things in the kitchen?"

"……what?"

"As for me, I want to stew the goose for the object." Shen Qingzhuo leaned against the Liulitai, and his long legs were scattered and overlapped, because there were no rules in the dormitory. Still can't hide the line of the boy's superiority and publicity.

   He was on the phone with one hand, while the other hand supported the glazed table, his slender fingers tapped at each other, his face was handsome, his tone was lazy, and he automatically omitted the word "future".

The tone of    is more than right, and even a little bit of show off.

   Zuo Duo was speechless and condensed. He sipped one object before they were together. When they were together, wouldn't he just call his wife?

   Shameless!

   But compared to the object, the last two words have more impact, Zuo Duo is not sure: "What are you stewing?"

   "Goose." Shen Qingzhuo's voice was cold and clear, "That big white goose."

   "Quack!" The big white goose was running around in the kitchen, as if unaware of its dangerous situation.

   Zuoduo: "Boo God, is there such a possibility that you misunderstand yourself a little?"

"Um?"

"On the 13th of September last year, you made a meal at home because you thought the takeaway was unclean, and then you were sent to the hospital for stomach lavage and hospitalization for eight days because of food poisoning. If you forgot, I don't mind reminding you. ."

   Zuoduo boldly guessed: "Are you going to be a desperate couple with your partner, or do you want to take the opportunity to secretly kill?"

  Shen Qingzhuo: "..."

   "That was last year."

"Yes, then I'm talking about this year's one. Just three nights ago, you cooked a pot of instant noodles under my supervision and successfully made a poached egg, although the egg still had an egg shell hidden in it. Personally, it's very comforting, but it's not a reason you can have confidence in your cooking skills."

  # The nineteen-year-old team members will use gas tanks to cook instant noodles.

  # Captain Zuo Duo was in tears and thanked him.

   Shen Qingzhuo frowned: "I still think I can give it a try."

   The eight team members on the opposite side of the phone came over after hearing the news, and when they heard what they were saying, they laughed.

   "Boo God! I don't know if the takeaway is clean, the thing you made is definitely not clean!"

   "It's a virtue to let go of yourself, hahahahaha!"

   "Forget it, God, your hand is still suitable for holding a musical instrument, but isn't it suitable for playing a guitar? Don't mess around if you don't have that culinary talent."

   "If you dare to cook, your partner will have to run away overnight with your luggage!"

   "Say it again?" Shen Qingzhuo's tone was calm, and the ending sounded thin.

   The opposite side stopped a bit.

   Zuo Duo comforted him: "Have this skill to cook? It's not that I have no money, can't I ask eighteen mothers?"

   "You're right." Shen Qingzhuo seemed to be connected to the second line of Ren and Governor, "I can invite someone."

   (end of this chapter)