The mysterious boss is eyeing my three treasures

Chapter 898: She crushed me again

Ning Jian paused deliberately.

Song Chengfeng on the side felt his heart skip a beat, stared at her and held her hand, as if asking her to do a favor.

"Miss Ning, how are you doing?"

Aunt Song's questioning voice came from the current.

A smile flashed in Ning Jian's eyes, and then she said, "Actually, we have just established our relationship."

"Oh, so that's what it is."

Aunt Song began to enhance Song Chengfeng's presence.

"Miss Ning, let me tell you, Fengfeng is really a good boy. If you marry him, he will definitely dote on you in the future."

Ning Jian raised her eyebrows and glanced at Song Chengfeng, "I also think he is a good man."

"Okay, okay. Miss Ning, when are you free, can you and Fengfeng come to your aunt's house to sit down?" Aunt Song was very happy.

"Okay, I'll let Chengfeng take me to visit my aunt another day." Ning Jian said calmly and generously.

"Hey, okay, then I won't disturb you young couple and hang up now."

"Good night, aunt."

Ning Jian hung up the phone and looked at Song Chengfeng.

Seeing that he seemed relieved, he curled up his lips and smiled.

"Song Chengfeng, you are not a man enough. Use me when you want to use me, and throw me aside if you don't want to?"

Song Chengfeng: "When did I take advantage of you?"

Ning Jian: "Didn't you take advantage of it? Didn't you say you wanted to end it with me? What was that just now?"

Song Chengfeng choked and was speechless for a moment.

His eyes fell on his hand, and when he saw that his hand was still holding Ning Jian's hand, he quickly let go of it.

He forced his respect and said, "You want to live in my house, but no young woman has ever stayed in my house, so what if you pretend to be my girlfriend?"

Ning Jian raised her eyebrows, "Song Chengfeng, can your IQ be a little more online? If you don't want me to spill the beans in front of your aunt, you'd better position yourself."

"What position?"

"Boyfriend's place!"

Ning Jian said: "I told you, I'll give you half a year. During this period, you have a lot of time to consider whether we are suitable for each other. But the premise is that you have to remember one thing, I am your girlfriend."

Her eyes were determined and her tone was irrefutable, making it impossible to refute.

Song Chengfeng was looking directly at her, and it seemed that she was suppressing him again.

I can only listen to her.

Depressed.

"Who will make breakfast tomorrow morning?"

Song Chengfeng couldn't help but burst out.

"what?"

His topic changed so quickly that Ning Jian was stunned and did not react.

Song Chengfeng wanted to slap himself in the mouth.

He had been injured several times and his nerves were probably damaged by anesthesia. His IQ really went up and down.

Why do you ask?

Just to show off that he is better than her in that area?

Song Chengfeng was upset in his heart, but had to pretend to be calm on his face.

"As the saying goes, to capture a man's heart, you must capture his stomach. Aren't you going to be my girlfriend? Then you have to learn to cook. I'll cook breakfast tomorrow, and you'll do it next time."

After saying that, he left in a hurry.

Watching the door slam shut, Ning Jian couldn't help but smile.

This man is really an awkward man.

Isn't it just cooking?

is it hard?

Just learn!

Ning Jian did as she said, took out her phone and started watching cooking videos.

Song Chengfeng returned to the bedroom, raised his hand and slapped himself in the mouth.

Song Chengfeng, Song Chengfeng, your IQ is really worrying!

Are you asking others to learn how to cook?

Do you really think of yourself as an onion?

He glanced at his hands subconsciously, and the light in his eyes faded a little.

It's time for him to collect his thoughts.

There are more important things waiting for him to do now.

The next day.

Song Chengfeng got up and habitually opened the bedroom door to ventilate.

The aroma of food wafted through the house.

Someone is making breakfast!

Song Chengfeng was slightly startled and looked toward the kitchen.

At this time, Ning Jian was busy in the kitchen.

She was still wearing his shirt and apron.

A ray of sunlight in the early morning shone on her body through the glass window, like giving her a layer of aperture.

It was so warm that it made his heart feel warm.

It turns out she is making breakfast!

Didn’t he say that he would make breakfast today?

"you're awake?"

Ning Jian entered the restaurant with two plates of fried eggs.

"Have you brushed your teeth and washed your face? If you feel better, come over for breakfast."

Song Chengfeng came to his senses, "Didn't you agree that I would cook breakfast today? How did you get started?"

Ning Jian put the plate on the dining table and joked: "Don't I want to become a regular employee in advance?"

There seemed to be some heat surging in Song Chengfeng's heart.

He watched Ning Jian put steamed buns, porridge and side dishes on the table one after another, and said, "Isn't the breakfast you made hard to swallow?"

Ning Jian was not annoyed, "I don't know. If it tastes bad, I'll have to try again."

Song Chengfeng looked at her and said, "I'm going to wash up first."

When he is at home, he usually drinks milk and sandwiches.

But it’s rare to have Chinese breakfast, and it feels good.

The most important thing is that the atmosphere is different.

I just don’t know how good she is at making breakfast.

But even if it was unpalatable, considering how much she wanted to actively change her job, he probably had to admit it.

Song Chengfeng finished washing and sat at the dining table.

Ning Jian pushed a bowl of porridge in front of him.

"Eat."

Song Chengfeng hummed and took a bite of the fried egg first.

Ning Jian looked at him and asked tentatively: "How does it taste?"

Song Chengfeng frowned and said nothing.

It definitely doesn't taste good like this.

Ning Jian's eyebrows also frowned, feeling helpless.

She is already very attentive, but it seems that she has no talent for cooking.

"Is it salty again? Hey, if it doesn't taste good, just..."

"not bad."

Song Chengfeng said something coldly.

Ning Jian was stunned for a moment, then saw the playful look flashing in the man's eyes and reacted.

"You fool me?"

Song Chengfeng raised his lips and smiled, "Did I say anything?"

"You didn't say anything, but your expression just now..."

Ning Jian paused and smiled, "Song Chengfeng, you've made your mark."

Song Chengfeng ate breakfast slowly.

"Why, you are only allowed to tease me, but I am not allowed to fight back even once?"

This man's IQ was on the line early in the morning.

Ning Jian smiled, "Does this omelette taste really good?"

Song Chengfeng swallowed the food in his mouth and nodded, "It's okay."

Ning Jian: "Didn't you say it was pretty good? Why did it become OK again?"

Song Chengfeng took a sip of the porridge and said, "I'm afraid you'll be proud."

Ning Jian smiled again, "Look at me, how hard have I worked to become a full-time employee? Don't you give me a reward?"

Song Chengfeng gave her a bun and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Ning Jian raised her eyebrows, "Thank you."

The two looked at each other, but didn't rush each other anymore.

Instead, he ate his breakfast quietly.

The air is filled with the aroma of food and the tenderness.

After eating, Song Chengfeng cleared away the dishes.

Ning Jian said: "I'll do it. Don't worry, I won't break your bowl again this time."

Song Chengfeng raised his eyebrows and said, "Officer Ning, don't talk too much."

Ning Jian took the bowl and chopsticks and walked to the kitchen. As she walked, she said, "If I break your bowl again, I will pack you away and go back to my house to eat!"

Song Chengfeng: "..."

Is there any necessary connection between the broken bowl and him?

Why should he be taken away after breaking the bowl?

Is it because there is no bowl to eat?

There are plenty of bowls in his house!