Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Chapter 520 Being handsome is not about looks, it’s about temperament!

Qiao Nian responded lazily, walked over, pulled out the chair and sat down, poured herself a glass of water, raised her head and drank a glass of water.

After drinking a glass of cold water, her chaotic mind became much clearer, but there was still a hint of sleepiness at the end of her eyes.

Gu San looked at her and greeted her enthusiastically: "Miss Qiao, are you awake?"

"Yeah." Qiao Nian put down the cup and rubbed her swollen head. The string on the back of her head was still tight and tingling.

Jiang Li was watching Suan Ye Qichen receive the gift, but he didn't even forget to ask her about Wei Qi, how she came back last night, etc.

Instead, Ye Wangchuan put down the book next to him, stood up, and asked her, "What do you want to eat for lunch?"

"Noon?"

Qiao Nian blinked. He was still in the haze of just waking up. He couldn't react for a moment and his mind went blank.

Her long legs were draped casually, her elbows were placed on the table, her chin rested lazily on the back of the chair, her eyes were squinted like a wolf that had just fallen asleep, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were lazy.

"whatever."

The most difficult thing to buy these days is casual food. Ye Wangchuan used to be lazy. When people asked him what to eat, he would usually say casual if he was too lazy to think about it. Now someone dismissed him with the same answer, and he realized that he was dismissed. People's feelings.

There was some illusion of karma, and he wanted to laugh inexplicably, but he was in a very happy mood. He had only slept for three hours on the plane from yesterday to today. Gu San was so sleepy that his eyelids were twitching. He looked very energetic. , was not affected at all, and said with a smile: "Whatever, it's too difficult to be casual. White sugar tomatoes are also called casual, but you won't eat them if you make them."

Qiao Nian frowned as she thought about the taste of the dish he was talking about. It was so sweet that it was cloying.

Fortunately, Ye Wangchuan just said it casually and didn't really mean to make sugar tomatoes. He put his hands in his pockets, his collarbones were dazzling white, and his deep black eyes reflected her figure, and asked her: "How about the spicy chicken?" I see you like this dish very much in Yufu."

"Can."

When she heard about Sichuan cuisine, Qiao Nian became more interested. With a porcelain-white face, she was quite suspicious: "Can you make spicy chicken?"

"You will know if I can do it if you try it!" The man she doubted raised a pair of beautiful eyebrows and said with deep eyes: "I can do more than you think."

Qiao Nian:......

ennnnn... It was obviously a normal sentence, but why did she feel like there was something behind his words and she was being teased!

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Ye Wangchuan cooks very quickly, and soon three dishes and one soup are out of the oven.

He came out last with spicy chicken.

"time to eat."

He was wearing a thin sweater with an excellent silhouette. He slowly rolled up his sleeves, revealing a smooth wrist. The jewelry on his wrist bones was very conspicuous. The beads fit perfectly with his aura and looked pleasing to the eye.

Qiao Nian inexplicably remembered a saying that Wei Lou often said in the past, "Handsomeness is not about appearance, but about temperament."

She used to hear this in one ear and out the other, but now when she saw someone, she suddenly felt that it was quite insightful, at least it was especially applicable to the man in front of her.

However, compared to the pleasing beauty, the plate of spicy chicken on the table, which was full of color, flavor and aroma, obviously attracted her attention more.

Qiao Nian smelled the aroma of spicy oil and Sichuan peppercorns, and suddenly felt hungry.

Gu San served her a bowl of rice, gave her the chopsticks, and said, "Miss Qiao, try how it tastes."

Qiao Nian has never been a pretentious person. She took the chopsticks handed over by Gu San and went straight to her favorite dish. She picked up a piece of chicken and put it in her mouth. The chicken was fried crispy, fragrant and spicy, and the meat was not bad at all. It was delicious to her. My tongue almost swallowed it.