How can I always be treated as a woman

Lan Wanhua didn't want Jing Xing to get in touch with his dark side, and Team Zhou didn't want to let Jing Xing's identity as an undercover agent be exposed, so under the double attack of the two, Jing Xing had to be half-forced to be assigned a police car by Team Zhou Sent back to the courtyard.Although Team Zhou didn't think that with Jing Xing's skill, something would happen halfway.

Of course, to take care of the young master of the Lan family's worry about Xiaoqing'er, and also to allow him to accept the investigation with peace of mind.Let this Young Master Lan, who is notoriously tight-lipped, be able to answer his few trivial questions endlessly, Team Zhou still dispatched a police car.

Wu Yong, who drove the car, was Team Zhou's right-hand man. He had the same name as the Water Margin hero in Liangshanbo. During the special training, he served as the squad leader for Jing Xing.In the car, Wu Yong winked at Jingxing and asked:

"Hey! Poppy, it looks like you have a good relationship with Lord Lan! How are you, are you in bed?"

Poppy is Jing Xing's code name, and Team Zhou forcibly gave it to her.

"Which eye did you see?" Jing Xing's mind was full of what happened today, and he was in no mood to argue with Wu Yong.

"Don't! Young Master Lan also wants to be organized and organized. He wants money and money, and he seems to take you seriously enough. Even if he doesn't succeed in the end, it's not a loss to be a 419 target!" Wu Yong Continued, slammed on the accelerator and ran a red light.

Jing Xing was shaken by Wu Yong's sudden acceleration, and said angrily: "You don't know that you are not allowed to run a red light for non-emergency missions!"

"Chirp~ It's an urgent task to send you home, I'm still waiting to go back and deal with the terrorists!" Wu Yong said not too concerned.

With Wu Yong's driving skills comparable to that of a racing driver, the two quickly arrived at the entrance of the alley in the courtyard. Jing Xing hurriedly got off the car with his dizzy head in his arms. Wu Yong roared behind Jing Xing: "Beauty! Wait for something good." It's done, don't forget to treat the brothers to dinner!"

Jing Xing turned around and went into the alley, and waved his hands behind him, without turning his head, the black hairs on his head were standing straight up, blowing a wave of wheat in the wind!

Back in the East Wing, Jing Xing went into the room to change the clothes that were stained with black and ash, thinking that he would call Lango over for dinner, and was overwhelmed with shock.After calling Lan Wanhua to confirm that he could come at night, Jing Xing took his wallet and went out to the vegetable market to buy vegetables.

This meal, Jing Xing prepared according to the standard of New Year’s Eve dinner, the standard North China dishes: Crispy Roast Duck, Kyoto Spare Ribs, Shredded Pork with Beijing Sauce, Braised Prawns in Oil, Cold Vermicelli with Cabbage Heart, Roasted Pork with Cucumber, Braised Cod in Braised Sauce , cabbage and pork dumplings, the sauce is strong, the meat is solid, two cold dishes to relieve the greasy, and it is served with the monkey wine that Lan Wanhua has complained for a long time today, to comfort Lan Wanhua's physical and mental trauma.

The roast duck is the fruit wood roast duck that Jing Xing went to Quanjude to order many days in advance. Originally, he just wanted to taste the authentic Beijing roast duck for himself, but now it happened that Lu Songlin and Lan Wanhua were together. Anyway, he would eat the whole roast duck himself. not finished.

Go to Jinluo Lengxianrou to buy the best small ribs and pork tenderloin; fresh and lively shrimp; Chinese cabbage with bright green skin and bright yellow inside; white-skinned cucumber with thorns on the top, cold fresh cod, On the return trip, Jing Xing was surrounded by a crowd of grandpas and aunts while carrying a large bag. Although he didn't think it was heavy, the contrast between Jing Xing's thin body and the huge raw materials in his hands was too obvious.

Lu Songlin fell in love with a big project. He had to do a whole week of extra work on the preliminary market research and writing the plan, and he had to go to Shanghai on a business trip tomorrow to propose a proposal.Walking to the door, you can see Jing Xing with big and small bags from a long distance.

"Buying so many things, is there any happy event for Jing Xing?" Lu Songlin stepped forward to help share the weight on Jing Xing's hands. Could it be that Jing Xing knew that he was going to make a proposal tomorrow and make a big dinner for himself? Practice?Lu Songlin thought narcissistically.

"I called Brother Lang over for dinner at night." Jing Xing said with a smile, and didn't say much about what happened today.

Lu Songlin's mood was not very beautiful when he heard this, and his face that was originally smiling was frozen for a second.

"It's not a festival, why did you call Lan Wanhua over?" Lu Songlin asked.

"Isn't it normal for friends to have a meal together when they have time?" Jing Xing looked at Lu Songlin strangely.

friend?It's fine if it's not a boyfriend.Lu Songlin suddenly felt a lot better because of these two words, he nodded, and said, "Since I'm calling friends over for dinner, then I'll call someone more, Jing Xing doesn't mind?"

This meal was originally made just for Lan Wanhua, and Lu Songlin was called because he was the landlord, and he was not happy to call a stranger over.Jing Xing frowned, and when he was about to refuse, he only heard Lu Songlin say, "Just call Tang Feng, he was here last time."

Thinking of the hearty big boy who came here last time, Jing Xing thought about it, and it was not impossible.

"Okay." Jing Xing agreed.

After getting an affirmative answer, Lu Songlin went back to his room in a good mood and changed his clothes, and went to the kitchen to help Jing Xing, cooking vegetables, washing vegetables, and doing such small tasks as blanching water.

Men and women... Ah no, men and men match, work is not tiring, the two of them are busy chatting in the kitchen, when the dumplings are cooking, Lan Wanhua arrives.

Since the gate of the courtyard was not closed, Lan Wanhua entered the house without knocking on the door. Hearing movement in the kitchen, he walked over.

Beside the stove, Jing Xing turned the edge of the pot with a colander to prevent the dumplings from sticking to the pot, while Lu Songlin was next to him with a ladle, ready to drink cold water after the water boiled.Seen from a distance, the figures of the two overlapped, as if they were hugging each other intimately.After experiencing what happened in the afternoon, how could Lan Wanhua, who had a deeper love for Jing Xing, bear it?

Lan Wanhua took a deep breath, suppressed the jealousy in her heart, and said loudly: "Hey, the dumplings are in the pot? It seems that I arrived just in time!"

"Brother Lan, are you here?" Jing Xing turned his head quickly when he heard Lan Wanhua's voice, and said, "Sit first, it will be fine soon!"

"There is no reason why the host has not made it yet, and the guests sit down first." Lan Wanhua also walked to the stove and watched Jing Xing put down the dumplings.

"There's no reason to ask guests to help by the stove! Please, Lord Lan, sit in the restaurant first." Lu Songlin emphasized the word "guest".

"Hehe, letting a guest sit alone is not the way to treat guests!" Lan Wanhua said without giving an inch.

Keenly aware of the rivalry between the two, Jing Xing said impatiently to the two: "You are not welcome, both of you, don't hang out with us here, and cause trouble!"

Lan Wanhua, who was stunned, touched his nose. So where did that shy and introverted kid go?But what if he thinks Jing Xing is cuter?

Jing Xing didn't even speak for himself!Lu Songlin's face turned black after being humiliated.

The two of them took a step back together, but tacitly agreed that neither of them stepped out first.

When the dumplings' swollen belly floated on the water, Jing Xing used a colander to scoop up the crystal clear and lovely dumplings one by one to the plate next to him.Picking up the dumplings, Jing Xing turned his head, and saw two big men standing upright behind him, their eyes met, their needles pointing at the wheat.

The smell of vinegar in the air was as strong as real, Jing Xing, who paused, suddenly remembered what his mother said, and wondered if he really did something wrong, was he really stepping on two boats?Is it hurting the feelings of two men?

Maybe it was because Jing Xing had been holding the two plates for a while, Lan Wanhua noticed Jing Xing first, and saw him reaching out to take a plate in Jing Xing's hand, and said with a smile, "Are the dumplings ready? En ~It smells so good! My stomach is getting hungrier!"

"Then brother Lang wants to eat more!" Jing Xing said with a smile, but the smile was a bit forced.

"What's wrong with Jing Xing?" Lan Wanhua asked sharply, looking a little unhappy.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little hungry, aren't you hungry?" Jing Xing's smile returned to bright.

Lu Songlin, who was completely ignored by the side, dissatisfiedly took the remaining plate of dumplings from Jing Xing, interrupted their conversation, and said, "The food is cold."

"It's my fault." Lan Wanhua apologized, competing with Lu Songlin in front of Jing Xing would only make Jing Xing unhappy, and he was willing to take a step back.

Holding the dumplings one step ahead, Lan Wanhua's figure left the kitchen and entered the dining room.

Suppressed by this apology, Lu Songlin just felt uncomfortable.At this time, Jing Xing took the remaining dumplings out of the pot, and took two plates of dumplings out of the kitchen door, and now only Lu Songlin was left in the kitchen.Swallowing the breath in his heart, Lu Songlin had no choice but to carry the dumplings out of the kitchen.

At this time, Tang Feng came in from the door in a hurry, with a hat, mask, scarf, and a set of equipment tightly wrapped.Seeing the dumplings in Lu Songlin's hand, he rushed to him in two or three steps, pulled off his mask, picked up the dumplings and stuffed them into his mouth.

"There's nothing better than dumplings! It's so fun... oh, it's so delicious!" Tang Feng said inarticulately while chewing on the dumplings.

"Have you been hungry for eight lifetimes?" Lu Songlin taunted in a bad mood.

"There are no eight lifetimes, but eight weeks!" Tang Feng said, grabbing another one and stuffing it into his mouth, "Sister You kept talking to me every day, asking me to lose weight and not let me eat too much. I haven't had it for two months. I’ve eaten pasta! Every day I boiled Chinese cabbage, boiled broccoli, and ate cucumbers! I’m starving to death! In order to come to you to eat something, I’m playing hide and seek with mice. That old woman played hide-and-seek and managed to get here!"

"Who do you call an old lady!" Da da da—the sound of high-heeled shoes came from the door, and a tall lady in a bright red woolen dress appeared at the door.

"Oh! Sister You! You are the most beautiful, youngest, and cutest!" Tang Feng dodged to hide behind Jing Xing, who heard the movement and came out to check the situation, flatteringly said.

Jing Xing looked at Tang Feng, who was so skinny that he lost all the baby fat, and he felt a little pitiful, and he helped him and said, "Is this sister Tang Feng's manager? It just so happens that the meal is ready, so let's go after eating here." ?”