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Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Her Most Worrying Thing

After all, Chen Ping and Kong Ci are still in the hotel. Although they are in the private room, they cannot do anything that can cause fire and earth. So the two of them just hugged each other quietly for a while, and then they parted with unsatisfactory feelings when the waiter knocked on the door and came in to serve the food.

Several side dishes were placed exquisitely on the dining table by the waiter. Kong Ci took the initiative to pick up chopsticks to help Chen Ping pick up the dishes, looking like a virtuous wife who regards serving her husband as a career.

In response to this, Chen Ping said helplessly to Kong Ci: "You eat too, don't always watch me eat alone, I'm sorry."

Kong Ci shook her head gently, and then saw Chen Ping glaring at her eyes unhappily, then smiled gently and picked up a few slices of lettuce to eat. Chen Ping couldn't stand it, so he had to hold the pig's trotters and boiled fish for her to eat. However, when Chen Ping himself had eaten the boiled fish, he looked at Kong Ci and smiled bitterly: "I know why you don't eat it now. I feel that the boiled fish has no spicy taste at all. You are not used to it, right?"

Kong Ci chuckled and said, "Fortunately, this restaurant is located in Suzhou. No matter how Sichuan cuisine is, it always takes care of the taste of the people of Suzhou. This is pretty good. I have eaten boiled fish with sugar-filled sugar!"

"Put the fish in water and add sugar?" Chen Ping said in surprise, "Although I can't make it, I also know that this dish should be mainly spicy and add other seasonings. Wouldn't it taste weird?"

"There is no way. Who made this place Suzhou and not Chongqing? This is called following the local customs," said Kong Ci. "But Chen Ping, if you are not afraid of spicy food and want to eat authentic Sichuan boiled fish, then go to my house next time and I will cook it for you, as long as you believe in my cooking skills."

Chen Ping deliberately glanced at Kong Ci. After all, in the eyes of ordinary people, a woman's beauty is usually inversely proportional to her cooking skills, especially a top-quality product like Kong Ci. She said that she could cook, and it was hard to imagine how exquisite her cooking skills were. Kong Ci was a little guilty by Chen Ping's obviously distrustful look. First, her pretty face turned red, and then she glared at Chen Ping and said, "Chen Ping, you are going to die. What's your look? Why is it so strange that I can cook? If you don't believe it, just come to my house for a week, no, come to eat in a month, which will make you eye-open."

After listening to Kong Ci's words, Chen Ping suddenly burst into laughter. It was obvious that he could hear the implicit sound in Kong Ci's speech. Kong Ci's time of changing constantly was the time when she learned to cook, but she probably had no cooking skills and had no confidence to complete it within a week. Then she changed her words and increased the time to one month.

Faced with Chen Ping's unpretentious behavior, Kong Ci gritted her teeth with hatred. She hurriedly danced her chopsticks and quickly picked up the dishes on the table into Chen Ping's bowl one by one, and said, "Eat, eat, you will be finished!"

Chen Ping smiled and didn't want to stimulate Kong Ci's little character. If Kong Ci can work hard in the future and learn how to cook, it will become a good woman who can truly enter the kitchen, but even if she doesn't learn or can't learn, it will still be a good partner for all men to dream of.

In this way, Chen Ping and Kong Ci finished their meal noisy. When checking out, Kong Ci did not rush to pay the bill. She just forced her share to Chen Ping according to the aa system after the waiter went out to make change.

Since Chen Ping and Kong Ci were both assigned by the municipal party committee and government to follow up on the shooting of the promotional video, there was no need to go back to the unit to check in and sign in. After dinner, Chen Ping accompanied Kong Ci to the pedestrian street next to him and went shopping. It was not until this time that Chen Ping suddenly realized what Kong Ci was trying to come to such a faraway pedestrian street for dinner. It was really caused by jealousy! It must be that Kong Ci knew that she had gone shopping with Le Qingyun every night, so she was so angry that she thought of such a ridiculous idea.

Kong Ci's shopping style is the same as Le Qingyun, and she adheres to the principle of only looking at but not buying. She pulled Chen Ping and kept exploring every store she liked, picking this and picking that one.

Generally, salesmen are willing to receive beautiful women like Kong Ci. After all, in this era of laughing at the poor but not prostitutes, most beautiful women are toys for rich people, so in their eyes, money is just a string of numbers, so they never have a good idea to spend money.

However, that was only for some mediocre and beautiful women, but for Kong Ci, she knew what reserve and self-control meant, and she knew what she needed and didn't need. Therefore, she never looked down on those flashy and fancy things, even no matter how famous the brand was, she just simply enjoyed the fun of being alone with Chen Ping. Of course, if she met something she liked very much, she would still bargain with the salesperson and finally get it.

Strictly speaking, the pedestrian street in Zhangjiagang is not very long, but since Kong Ci rarely occupies Chen Ping for a period of time, it naturally needs to be grasped. So she and Chen Ping went shopping from noon to afternoon, and spent more than three hours of time. Finally, when they really had no choice, they went to the cafe with Chen Ping for a while.

Chen Ping and Kong Ci still had dinner near the pedestrian street, but it was not the food street next to the pedestrian street, but the alley without a name on a map. Chen Ping invited Kong Ci to have a serious Zhangjiagang dish.

After dinner, Chen Ping and Kong Ci went back to the hotel together, but what Chen Ping never expected was that as soon as they walked into the first floor lobby of the hotel, they happened to see a waiting figure. Who could this person be if he was Le Qingyun?

Le Qingyun stood there quietly, his face full of gloomy, and Kong Ci obviously saw Le Qingyun, but she did not hold Chen Ping's arm provocatively or deliberately make some intimate appearance. She just greeted Le Qingyun like an old friend, "Hi! Qingyun."

Kong Ci's approach is undoubtedly very clever. If he deliberately demonstrated something like Le Qingyun, he would not only fall under the pretext, but would also make Chen Ping look down on him. So she did the opposite, just greeted Le Qingyun very easily and naturally, as if she was Chen Ping's woman without any proof. This silent pressure was obviously much more intense than any sharp words.

Le Qingyun was not stupid either. When she heard Kong Ci's greeting, she immediately realized that she was at an absolute disadvantage now, and no matter what she said, it would be impossible to get it back. So Le Qingyun turned around without hesitation, without dragging on the mud.

Seeing Le Qingyun's performance, Chen Ping was undoubtedly relieved. After all, he had not seen the tragic tragedy of Mars hitting the earth. It was good after all. As for how to explain it to her in the future, let's talk about it later.

For Kong Ci on the other side, she frowned, obviously having deep concerns about Le Qingyun's performance. If the other party no matter how much he quarreled with her at this time, she would be inferior. However, she turned around and left directly, making herself unable to predict what she thought and the next step in her mind. This is what made her most worried about.
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