Lovely pet rich and cold wife: You must

It's so exciting, it really is a person who can't be judged by his appearance. Although Qiao Ran has always had a lot of things, she never thought that Qiao Ran can cook. How can Qiao Ran be worthy of the name of a rich man? Need to cook for yourself?

Even she herself learned it in the past two years, so she really couldn't believe it.

Qiao Ran's movements in the kitchen are already proficient to the point of flowing water. When he saw Li Wange's incredible expression outside, he was actually a little bit happy, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

During the whole process, Li Wange kept looking at Qiao Ran, but Qiao Ran seemed to be making a work of art, allowing Li Wange to look at it, and even said that his movements were a little bit playful.

Qiao Ran brought out the dishes from the kitchen, looked at everything on the table, and nodded in satisfaction. Although there were not many dishes and they didn't look very delicate, he was confident that the taste must be good.

Qiao Ran took off the apron hanging in front of him, put it on the chair, and walked towards Li Wange step by step, only to see Li Wange shaking his head, "No, no , I have absolutely no way to resist."

Qiao Ran smiled evilly, bent over and hugged Li Wange again, and then walked towards the dining table, "Didn't you always have no resistance?"

Li Wange shook his head seriously, and then said: "That's different, I find that you are more and more attractive to me."

"This is not good news for me!"

Li Wange cast a glance at Qiao Ran, and then stopped talking. Really, he didn't care about the atmosphere at all, and talked nonsense, even if it was like this, it shouldn't be said at this time, a typical disappointment.

Qiao Ran hugged Li Wange and sat down at the dining table, looking at the food on the table, Li Wange had already forgotten what Qiao Ran had said just now, lying on the dining table, feeling like It's a feeling of anticipation.

After Qiao Ran filled a bowl of rice, he handed the bowl to Li Wange. Li Wange impatiently moved his chopsticks and put a piece of eggplant in his mouth.

Li Wange moved a little anxiously, but the dish was still very hot, so she became a little flustered all of a sudden, and finally swallowed it reluctantly.

Qiao Ran just shook his head, he didn't seem to have much feeling for Li Wange's reckless actions, he seemed to be used to it.

Li Wange raised his head and looked at Qiao Ran who was sitting across from him, watching him eating by himself, Li Wange frowned, and asked, "Don't you expect my review?"

Qiao Ran glanced at Li Wange indifferently, and said calmly: "I don't expect it, I am very confident in my own cooking skills."

He has always been so confident. Besides, he is not someone who has never cooked. He is too clear about what kind of taste it is. If this is the case, what else is there to look forward to.

Although Qiao Ran told himself so, it was obvious that when he looked at Li Wange, there was already a look of anticipation in his eyes.

Maybe he didn't even realize that he has become so duplicity, and he has already started to care about what Li Wange thinks of him.