Ye Jiaqi waited until dark and stood alone at the dining table, holding his chin with one hand and knocking on the table with the other.

This time, when Qiao Sinian came home, he brought a handbag.

Ye Jiaqi's eyes lit up and he ran over: "You are back."

"Um."

She hung up her coat and handed her slippers as usual.

However, her eyes remained in the bag in his hand for a few seconds.

The light green handbag is very dreamy and exquisite.

Ye Jiaqi didn't know if he brought her a gift.

She looked at his hand with a gaze: "A gift for me?"

Qiao Sinian walked onto the sofa with a bag: "Yes."

"Can I take a look?" Ye Jiaqi jumped over and sat beside him, with watery waves in his eyes.

"Eat first."

"oh."

Ye Jiaqi has always listened to him, but he didn't know why he brought her a gift today.

Today is not a special day.

"I'll tell you something." Ye Jiaqi picked a piece of ribs and said calmly.

"What should I tell me?"

"It's that... Chinese medicine, butler Sun said you asked the doctor to prescribe it, and I won't drink it."

“No negotiation.”

"The medicine is too bitter and I can't drink it at all. And I'm in good health. It's because the weather is cold this time... I feel a little uncomfortable." The further I said, Ye Jiaqi's voice became lower.

She was bargaining with Josnian.

Qiao Sinian glanced at her indifferently: "If you don't want a gift, you can just stop drinking it."

"I..." Ye Jiaqi was timid.

She admitted that she really wanted Josnian's gift.

Because he rarely buys gifts for her, she cherishes them very much every time.

Moreover, she was curious about what he would buy for her.

"Hmm?" Qiao Sinian raised her eyebrows, "Give you a meal time to consider."

As he said that, he picked up a piece of braised pork for her: "Don't be picky about food, eat it."

"I will gain weight, but if I gain weight, I won't get married." Ye Jiaqi poked the meat, "I have gained a lot of weight these days at Qiao's house."

“Cook your own meal in Chicago?”

Ye Jiaqi shook his head: "I can't cook it myself, so I usually eat it outside, and sometimes I eat it at Aunt Cai's house. If I come back from New York, he will cook."

Qiao Sinian paused his fingers, and there was a meaningful light in his eyes.

After a long time, he spoke slowly—

"How do I compare to what he cooks?"

Ye Jiaqi was stunned.

Then he reacted and smiled: "It's different, not like."

"Ye Jiaqi, you really don't know how to make people happy."

"..." Ye Jiaqi was confused and said it wrong?

However, after more than ten seconds, she reacted and shook his arm with a smile: "Although Yuzhi cooks good dishes, I like what you cook more, but you don't cook much for me. I almost forgot what it tastes."

That time in Chicago, he did it once in her apartment.

She remembers it is delicious.

"What are you calling him?"

"Meet...Mr. Cheng." Ye Jiaqi slapped his mouth.

In order to apologize, she picked up the lotus root slices and meat he liked and served him a bowl of rib soup.

"Better to cooking." Josnian paused, and looked at her with a ignition of fire, "I prefer to make...you."

Ye Jiaqi paused his hands with chopsticks, and his face instantly turned red.

It was obviously just a verbal word, but her heart suddenly jumped up.

With a "bang", she put down her chopsticks and glared at him: "I'm disrespectful to you."

“……”
Chapter completed!