Qian Zhi's facial expression froze slightly, followed by a slight frown on the tip of her eyebrows.

But it was only fleeting, and she soon returned to her normal look.

This bowl of noodles not only tastes bland, but some of it is even uncooked. It tastes soft, not soft, and half-cooked.

Such subtle changes in facial expressions could not be hidden from Song Qishen.

He looked at Qian Zhi's expression. The little girl didn't say it was delicious right away, so the taste was just not that good.

Song Qishen leaned forward, then picked up the chopsticks, and tentatively picked one to taste. He paused for a moment, and after a while, he spoke again, with a particularly calm tone, "Brother, this is a mistake."

At the end, he added, with a slightly raised voice, "I'll... do it for you next time."

Qian Zhi looked at Song Qishen for a long time, staring at him intently with her almond-shaped eyes for a long time. She didn't know what she thought of, but finally couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing.

She smiled so hard that her eyes were crooked, with stars hidden in them, very bright.

The kitchen on the first floor extends outward to the marble dining table, and the floor-to-ceiling windows on the side spread bright white light.

The girl's little face was bathed in the bright light, bright and clean, and her bright side face was covered with a layer of velvet, making her look unbelievably beautiful.

"Why are you laughing?" Song Qishen looked over with raised eyebrows.

Qianzhi held up her chopsticks with one hand, pointed it gently in the air, and said softly, "Is this called a mistake?"

"It seems like you didn't even add salt." Qian Zhi asked back and replied with self-affirmation.

Then she lowered her head and moved her chopsticks into the bowl. From the look of it, she probably wanted to continue eating.

It's quite light, not a heavy oily red sauce flavor, so it's just okay.

In fact, seeing Song Qishen's reaction, Qian Zhi's little Ya'er, who had previously been in her heart, now had a more accurate guess.

What he said would probably be different from what ordinary people would say :)

Maybe he just thinks he can eat it.

Qianzhi's own understanding is that being able to cook should be within the scope of making it delicious.

Song Qishen's peach blossom eyes were narrowed, and he did not respond to Qian Zhi's question at all. In the silence, he raised his arms and crossed his hands to move the bowl of noodles in front of her, "Don't eat it yet, we will eat it later."

Order something else.”

Qianzhi hurriedly leaned forward to protect the bowl of noodles, blinked, and said in a tentative tone, "Is this your first time making it? Do I support you?"

Song Qishen raised his eyes and looked at Qian Zhi, and after a long while, he calmly said, "This is my first time...making noodles."

Qian Zhi tried her best to suppress her laughter and responded, "Yeah."

"Actually, the takeaways we ordered before were not unhealthy. They were all from hotels with relatively good reviews. If you're not used to it, we'll find another one next time." Song Qishen picked up his phone and started to prepare an order.

"It's okay. In fact, those are quite delicious, just don't do it often..." Qian Zhi said this, paused, and got stuck inexplicably.

Because she suddenly discovered that she often took out food at school. Thinking of this, Qian Zhi touched her little nose with a guilty conscience.

Song Qishen originally lowered his eyes, but when he saw that she was silent as she spoke, he raised his head and looked over, "Do you want Sister-in-law Li to come over?"

After returning to her thoughts, Qian Zhi refused again, "No, we don't come here very often. Let's just make ends meet on the weekends. When we are free in the future, we can also study together."

If you think about it carefully, the takeout that Song Qishen has been ordering looks expensive from the outer packaging.

It's not really a disadvantage to tuck his hair by the way.

But his taste is very specific and has not changed much.

Qian Zhi said as she moved the noodles in the bowl. Before she could make any move, the noodle bowl was moved away by Song Qishen.

"Is there anything you particularly want to eat recently?"

"There's nothing special lately, I'm fine with it." Qian Zhi's food requirements are not too high.

And it was obvious now that her focus was not on that.

The girl put her hands on the dining table, bent her elbows, and looked out the window sideways. As she tossed and turned, the early winter was gone, and the cold wind was blowing. Winter was really about to cover the entire city.

.

"Must you name one you like?" Song Qishen persisted and continued to ask.

Qian Zhi's thoughts were inexplicably disrupted and she looked away. She just sneered at her belly and casually responded, "Big cake."

Song Qishen's tone was inexplicable, and he stared at her with interest, "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure." Qian Zhi didn't believe that he could throw a big pie right then and there.

Song Qishen clasped his knuckles behind his back, tapped lightly on the marble table, and made two clear sounds, "Not today, let's wait until later."

Qianzhi:..........

After ordering the meal again, the meal was delivered according to the lunch order.

After Qianzhi ate, she started to feel a little sleepy. Others were sleepy in spring and autumn. She seemed to have hibernated in addition to this.

Although Song Qishen mentioned a wedding leave, he probably squeezed out the time. He took a leisurely break for a long time in the morning, and then went into the study again in the afternoon.

Because she had to go back to school in the evening, Qian Zhi didn't even think about going to sleep. She nestled in the living room and started to read the documents given by the teacher in the courtyard.

The people who signed up to participate in the design competition this time were specially put into a group by the teacher, but all were banned and there was no scene of mutual communication.

The teacher just put some pictures of the works that won gold, silver and bronze awards in previous years, as well as some precautions, gave some encouragement, and then let it go.

When evening fell, Song Qishen came out of the study and went upstairs.

Qian Zhi was fiddling with a cactus planted on the balcony outside. She was probably too free to do anything else.

Song Qishen raised his legs and walked over, "I have something to do tonight, so I'll ask Assistant Xia to take you back."

Qian Zhi heard his movement and stood up slowly, "Of course you can."

The warm winter sun made you look like a lazy cat. The girl squinted her eyes slightly and turned her head to meet his gaze.

"Brother will send you off in person next time." Song Qi looked at her deeply for a while and suddenly said, "If you feel any discomfort later, you must tell me in time."

Qian Zhi thought that this topic was over, but she didn't expect that Song Qishen would bring it up again.

I came here twice last night. It was a little bit astringent at first, but then I seemed to develop some flavor.

All in all, I'm not tired or uncomfortable.

"It's really not bad." Qian Zhi did not agree to him and continued talking on her own.

Song Qishen had a slender figure and was already much taller than her. When he heard the little girl's thin and waxy voice, his eyes naturally dropped.

Her skin was as good as snow, and the contours of her face rubbed against the edges of the sun, almost becoming transparent.

There is a faint pink on the tip of her pretty and small nose, which contrasts with the redness of her ears.

Song Qishen didn't reveal that she was particularly shy about this matter, he just raised his hand and patted her head gently.

Assistant Xia came on time and was as serious as ever.

When I don't speak, I will never say a word to the outside world, and the air-conditioning is almost there.

But once he opens his mouth, he can talk eloquently and talk non-stop.

Qian Zhi followed him closely to the private garage at the bottom of Nanyuan, and wisely did not bother him.

But then she thought, it was almost Christmas and she should prepare something for Song Qishen.

Everything must have a sense of ritual.

"Hey, Assistant Xia." Qian Zhi called him.

Assistant Xia stopped in response, "What's wrong, madam?"

"Stop calling me wife, just call me Zhizhi." Qianzhi corrected him persistently.

Assistant Xia listened at the moment, but he quickly refuted the statement, "I'm afraid it's not appropriate to shout like this."

"Everyone around me calls me that, what's wrong?" Qian Zhi then thought about it and felt that she wasn't too familiar with him, so she had to change her tone and said, "Then let's call him Xiao Qian."

"Okay." Assistant Xia finished answering and continued walking forward.

Qian Zhi continued to follow him, "Mr. Song, what kind of gifts do you usually like?"

Assistant Xia blurted out without thinking, "He will probably like whatever you choose."

Qianzhi didn't take these polite compliments to heart, "Tell me the truth, he must have a preference."

However, as soon as she finished speaking, she didn't know what she saw, her steps stopped and she spun around.

Qian Zhi took a few steps back, then walked back around. Wherever she looked -

A brand new, sexy pink, and extremely beautiful supercar was parked among a group of black and gray luxury cars.

Out of place and very conspicuous.

The color is bright, the car film has not been removed yet, and it smells like new.

Qian Zhi's voice was filled with doubts, "What's going on with that pink car?"

She had seen how many cars there were in Song Qishen's private garage as early as the first day she came to Nanyuan. They were usually low-key and extremely luxurious.

But far from my expectation, there is actually an additional color like this available today.

Assistant Xia looked up, paused, thinking secretly of the incompetence of the person doing the work, and cleared his throat, "This..."

It’s really hard to say this, and I can’t say it now.

"Did he just buy this?"

Assistant Xia calmed down and said, "Well, I don't know the specifics. It's probably Mr. Song's latest love."

New love.

Sexy pink new love.

Qian Zhi was silent in a rare moment.

If nothing else...she didn't expect...
Chapter completed!