Chapter 1723 Women Are All Pigs (9)

A Yao slowly exhaled and calmed himself down.

"Twice-cooked pork, sweet and sour spareribs and pickled fish, all sour, sweet and spicy, paired with two seasonal vegetables and a West Lake beef soup, what do you think, sister Qing'er?" He smiled and said.

"No problem!" Qing'er began to drool just by hearing him announce the dishes. She excitedly looked for the ingredients she needed from the paper bag, "Tell me, what preparations do you need? I'll help you."

"It's still early now, and it's still in time to prepare in two hours." A Yao squatted down, "Sister Qing'er, you go and rest, I'll do it."

Qing'er didn't hesitate, clapped her hands and said, "Then I'll prepare you a drink."

Qing'er lived in a high-end apartment nearby. The living room was large, but it didn't look spacious at all, because there were too many things and it was too messy. The main reason was that she rarely stayed in the apartment, and it was just a place to sleep, so Qing'er had no intention of cleaning it up. Anyway, she could always find what she wanted.

For example, at this moment, she found a bottle of honey and lemon slices among the pile of bottles and jars in the cabinet, and then made two cups of lemonade. After Ah Yao put everything away and came to the living room, he was greeted not only by Sister Qing'er's bright smile, but also by a cup of yellow drink.

The boy's dark eyes revealed a very gentle feeling. He reached out to take it and smiled slightly: "Thank you, Sister Qing'er."

"Why are you polite? I should have taken care of you, but it seems that you are much more capable than me." Qing'er sighed from the bottom of her heart.

"It's all Sister Qing'er's teaching." Ah Yao smiled and took a sip of the cup.

Then, the expression on his face froze.

Qing'er was startled: "What's wrong?"

A Yao swallowed the water in his mouth with difficulty, then frowned and asked her: "Sister Qing'er, the lemon slices in here are not fresh, right?"

"Uh... No, I bought dried lemons online." She also took a sip of her own, a little confused, "Nothing."

A Yao looked at her deeply, deeply, his eyes full of regret and pity.

Qing'er's hair stood on end when he looked at her: "What's wrong?"

"Sister Qing'er, have you been like this for the past few years?" The young man sighed, "Why don't Uncle Ji and Aunt Ye just send someone to take care of you personally?"

Studying abroad alone seems to have greatly trained her adaptability. In the past, she would not even look at the water made from lemon slices.

"Personal care is too exaggerated." Qing'er smiled, "I'm not that spoiled..."

To be honest, when she first came, her father felt sorry for her and really had this plan, but she refused. She is already so old, if she still needs someone to take care of her, it would be too embarrassing...

A Yao frowned again, he snatched the cup from her hand: "Don't drink it. I remember I bought fresh lemons just now, wait for me."

He turned and went to the kitchen.

Qing'er couldn't help scratching her chin, thinking about what skills this kid has developed in the past few years when they had no contact...

Huh, they are not all fake, right?

However, ten minutes later, when A Yao handed her the re-prepared lemonade, she drank a sip with doubt, and then she really burst into tears.