The Innocent Young Master Lu

In this way, a very warm scene was staged in the western-style building.

Zong Jize was busy standing in front of the gas stove, while Lu Dingning was sitting on the side playing Zhuo Nuoding.

From time to time, she asked Zhuo Nordin to read a poem to her, and read it out by the way. From time to time, he stretched out his hand to poke the round body and let it roll around on the table.

Lu Dingning had a great time, but Zong Jize started to have a headache.

He planned to make Lu Dingning the sweet and sour pork ribs she had previously shouted to eat, and he also deliberately downloaded the sweet and sour pork ribs on the Internet.

It can be said that the steps written on the Internet do not seem to be difficult, and Zong Jize is also quite confident.

But it’s the recipe for sweet and sour pork ribs that says that the ribs must be blanched first.

So the question is, how much water should I add?

Zong Jize once reversed this practice twice, but he found that there was no mention of how much water to add.

And Lu Dingning, who was playing Zhuo Nuo Ding Ding, also noticed that there was no movement on Zong Jize's side for a long time, so he got off the table and came to Zong Jize's.

"what's happenin?"

"This boiled water, I didn't write how much water should be added!" Zong Jize, who can deal with complicated computer programming freely, is now stumped by a pot of ribs.

"I don't understand either!" Lu Dingning grabbed her black hair awkwardly, indicating that she is a person who knows how to eat.

But Zong Jize has contracted the arduous task of cooking dinner tonight, and if she doesn't help, it's a bit unreasonable.

So, Lu Dingning, who was staring at the pot of meat, gave Zong Jize this advice: "Or, put in less water. Anyway, let's not drink this soup tonight!"

Zong Jize also thinks what Lu Dingning said makes sense.

They are going to have porridge tonight, and the rice has been put in the rice cooker.

"Is it all right?" Zong Jize took a small glass of water and poured it in.

But when the result was half poured, Lu Dingning began to shout: "Okay! Enough, we don't plan to drink soup..."

Then, Zong Jize put the lid on the pot, and then started busy making the eggplant pot that Lu Dingning wanted to eat. And Lu Dingning started playing with her again.

By the time the burning smell came, it was too late.

After a while, Lu Dingning and Zong Jize stood in front of the burnt pork ribs...

Moreover, it seemed as if a group of crows flew above their heads.

"Uh... it seems that there is less water added!" Lu Dingning, feeling a little embarrassed, began to make excuses.

But Zong Jize was still staring at the burnt ribs, his eyes flickered, making people wonder what he was thinking.

"Zong Shao, we still have an eggplant pot! Don't be discouraged..."

Listening to Lu Dingning's persuasion, Zong Jize could only give up this braised pork ribs, and then began to busy with the eggplant pot she was going to eat.

Fortunately, this eggplant pot is not burnt, but slightly salty.

When Zong Jize brought it to the table, Lu Dingning had already neatly served two bowls of porridge.

A simple dinner made Zong Jize's heart warm.

Just because, opposite the table is Lu Dingning...

He hopes that he can live such a simple little life every day.

The two of them buy vegetables and cook together, eat together...

During this meal, Lu Dingning was a little uneasy after eating.

It's just because Zong Jize, who was sitting opposite when she was eating, seemed to stare at her with extremely hot eyes, except for serving her vegetables from time to time.

At the end of a meal, Lu Dingning felt that his face was about to be stared at a big hole.

"Sao Zong, I should go back now!"

Too much time was wasted cooking before, and it was almost nine o'clock when they finished eating. Back at this time, it was almost ten o'clock in Luzhai.

Having said this, Lu Dingning picked up the coat and scarf he had hung on the hanger in the hall before, and prepared to put it on.

But I didn't want to. Before putting on the coat, Zong Jize hugged her from behind her.

"Shao Zong?" Lu Dingning, who was hugged, was a little stiff.

In fact, she could also faintly perceive what Zong Jize was expecting.

And her heart is actually ready.

It's her body...

Probably the memory of that night was not very good.

As a result, once she was hugged by Zong Jize, she would froze inexplicably.

"Ding Ning, okay to open the present tonight?" Zong Jize, with his chest pressed against her back, pressed his thin lips to her ears.

At this moment, Zong Jize's voice was so hoarse that it didn't look like him. The breath he exhaled also burned Lu Dingning's ears red.

As for the gift he dismantled, he refers to Zong Jize himself.

"I haven't planned to dismantle it today!" Lu Dingning had just finished talking about his thoughts, and Zong Jize's body was suddenly turned around, facing him.

Then, Zong Jize pushed her to the corner of the wall, quickly covered her lips, and took her breath away.

Kiss, lingering and afflicted.

Gradually, Lu Dingning also began to get a little lost in this kiss.

Then, even the coat and scarf in her hand fell to the ground.

The strange sense of emptiness made her hug Zong Jize uneasy.

Aware of this, Zong Jize suddenly lifted her upside down and quickly walked upstairs to the master bedroom.

On that bed, Zong Jize's hand had already penetrated into Lu Dingning's sweater.

Lu Dingning did not break free immediately, proving that she also wanted to be with him...

However, before Zong Jize had time to be happy because of his discovery, his cell phone rang.

But at this time Zong Jize, where could he take care of so much.

He just wants Lu Dingning to belong to her again, and to relive the beauty of that night with her again...

But the person who called Zong Jize didn't seem to want to let him go, and redialed again and again.

Compared to Zong Jize, who has a general will of iron on something, Lu Dingning seems to be a little disturbed by the intrusion of the bell.

In the end, she was directly preparing to pull Zong Jize away from her belt.

Zong Jize finally made her willing to open his gift, how could she give up easily?

Therefore, Zong Jize, who was pushed away, once again made a gesture to bully her under him!

But as soon as he swooped over again, Lu Dingning neatly hid to one side, and kicked him: "Go and listen to the phone, it's annoying!"

Like Zong Jize, Lu Dingning's voice was also hoarse at this moment. Especially the pair of phoenix eyes stained with amorous feelings made Zong Jize want to hold all the best hands in front of her eyes.

Such Lu Dingning, Zong Jize would agree to whatever he wanted.

So Zong Jize felt unwilling to give up, he took off the suit jacket that was thrown on one side, took out the phone, and pressed to answer.

Of course, during the whole process of listening to this call, his eyes still fell on Lu Dingning not far away...

Lu Dingning, who was being stared at, took a cigarette from the cigarette case beside Zong Jize's bed, lit it and started smoking.

Smoke instantly filled the surrounding area of ​​Lu Dingning. This kind of smoke made Lu Dingning's charming pair of phoenix eyes become virtual and real, which made people trance.