"Are you meeting each other?"

"Huh? No, I just can't bear to put down the spoon. ”

Ye Jingnian, "That's right, for a chef like you, it's very precious to eat a top-notch meal once in a while." ”

Kitchen blind?

I've heard of illiterate, and kitchen blindness is too underestimated.

Tang Qingyu is not happy, but she is also the one who can cook instant noodles and make noodles by herself.

However, compared to quarreling with Ye Jingnian, eating is more important.

"Let's compare it, maybe it's better than the cabbage banquet your girlfriend made for you."

Actions are more convincing than words, and Tang Qingyu has not really stopped since he took the first bite. Ye Jingnian also felt appetizing when he looked at it, and he was very happy to eat a meal.

"It's really fun, and the Garden of Eden in Western mythology is nothing more than that, hehe!"

"If you like it, I can take you to eat the food of various countries in the future."

Ye Jingnian took Tang Qingyu's words very naturally, but after the exit, he fell into embarrassment.

Tang Qingyu hurriedly wiped his mouth with a tissue, pretending not to hear Ye Jingnian's words clearly.

"Oh...... I mean, I can help you get more tickets to the seminar in the future, and then you can go and ask your instructor for time off and attend the seminar to gain experience while having a great time. ”

Tang Qingyu knew that Ye Jingnian also realized the words that exceeded the rules, so he explained.

"Ye Jingnian, thank you."

"Don't take it personally, just take it as if I'm trying to do my part for my mother's illness."

Late at night, Tang Qingyu lay on the big bed in the hotel and couldn't sleep.

Everything that Ye Jingnian experienced during the day was in front of him, especially in that restaurant, they could chat so happily, and that sentence......

If you like, I can take you to eat the food of various countries in the future......

Recently, has she gotten too close to Ye Jingnian?

He fell asleep groggily with a full stomach, and Tang Qingyu didn't wake up until the waiter knocked on the door the next day.

Opening the door, the waiter told her in English that early this morning, there was a gentleman at the front desk who had left something for her.

Tang Qingyu took it strangely, it was an envelope, which was thin to the touch.

Who would leave her something before she returned home? Could it be Gu Chenglong? All she could think of was him.

"Did the person who left this envelope leave a message?"

"Here."

The waiter pointed to the back of the envelope, and sure enough, there were two lines of handwriting.

"I have returned to China in advance, and this photo will be taken as a souvenir of your trip, I hope it is the best memorial. ——Y”

Photo......

It turned out to be the year of Ye Jing.

Tang Qingyu closed the door, holding the envelope in his hand in a daze. It's the first time I've seen Ye Jingnian's handwriting, but I didn't expect a big president who grew up abroad and wrote mostly signatures to be so beautiful.

"Did you go back home first......

Tang Qingyu muttered to himself, although he was extremely reluctant to admit it, he still felt a little disappointed.

When I opened the envelope, a photo came into view. She was full of scholarly spirit, but because she was very nervous at the time, she seemed a little dull and cute.

On the other hand, Ye Jingnian is like an oxygen warm man, and his sportswear also wears a sense of déjà vu of a big fashion brand.

The difference in their height turned out to be like this. Her hair was tied up, and the top of her hair was just at Ye Jingnian's chin.

"Tang Qingyu, Tang Qingyu, what's wrong with you? A paella, drunk ......"