Rebirth of a Movie Queen: the President of the Empire Is Sent to the Door

Ji Chengze didn't answer, but silently put the bowl of soup back on the tray.

If you look closely, you can also find that the tips of his ears are a little red, as if he is shy and embarrassed.

Having been with this person for so long, how could An Ruixin not understand that if this person did not refute, it was an admission in disguise.

So, is this soup really made by him?

An Ruixin glanced at Ji Chengze without a trace, and it was hard to imagine that this arrogant man who stomped and stomped the whole city F and even the country Z could shake three times, and the business giant would actually make soup for himself.

Imagine this paralyzed man wearing a childish cartoon apron and frowning around the pot and stove. It's not surprising, but it's a bit... harmonious.

Although the result of stewing is unsatisfactory. An Ruixin glanced meaningfully at the bowl of soup.

Now she finally knows why the soup is black. The big boss, who doesn't touch the spring water with ten fingers, probably doesn't even understand what was thrown in, so he just poured all the ingredients into it.

In the end, it was cooked into a hodgepodge, and it seemed that the pot was burned, so that the soup was filled with a terrible burnt smell.

But even so, An Ruixin had to admit that she was warmed up, and she was no longer as angry as before when she looked at the bowl of soup.

Thinking that she had said such excessive things in front of this person before, An Ruixin coughed lightly and tried to remedy: "Actually, it's not that bad, it was a little irritating when I first entered it, maybe my taste has been a little weak recently. Yes. After drinking it, the aftertaste is still very good."

An Ruixin seemed to be afraid that Ji Chengze would not believe it, and he would pour the soup into his mouth again when he picked up the bowl again.

Ji Chengze quickly grabbed her wrist and snatched the soup back at the last minute.

"Don't force it, it's not good for your health."

He simmered this bowl of soup to nourish An Ruixin's body. If he in turn caused An Ruixin to eat a bad stomach, wouldn't it be worth the loss?

Moreover, if An Ruixin really had something to do with it, he would still be the one who would be distressed at that time.

An Ruixin looked at Ji Chengze's serious look, but did not continue to be attached to the bowl of soup, and smiled slightly: "This is the first time someone has cooked something for me since my parents died." Sincerely Just make it for her to eat alone.

Ji Chengze's eyes brightened, staring at An Ruixin's face with a serious look; "In the future, there will be many opportunities, many firsts."

An Ruixin was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head slightly, feeling warm in her heart: "Well."

In the end, this bowl of soup still didn't enter An Ruixin's stomach, and was thrown out of the room by Ji Chengze with an attitude that he could not refuse.

However, the soup was thrown out, but the person who brought the soup did not have the slightest intention to leave.

An Ruixin looked at someone who was as motionless as a mountain, and suddenly remembered that this seemed to be Ji Chengze's room. After a moment of hesitation, she couldn't help but say, "Well, let me go to the guest room. Where is your guest room?"

Ji Chengze didn't answer An Ruixin's question. Instead, he glanced at his room calmly, focusing on the exaggerated European-style bed.

"The room is huge and the bed is huge."

"So... so?" The expression on An Ruixin's face froze, and the bad premonition in her heart became stronger and stronger.

"It's not a problem for the two of us to live together."

An Ruixin: "!"