Su Ling had no choice but to take his car with Little Halva, and when he got home, he thanked him again, so Su Ling took Little Halva's hand, bought vegetables, and went home together.
Book tasting When he opened the door, Su Ling found that there were people in the house She was so frightened that she protected the little halva behind her, only to find that Ming Rui was standing in the kitchen, and his shaved white shirt rolled up his sleeves and appeared at the kitchen door.
This is completely inconsistent with his character design, who usually looks noble In Su Ling's mind, he is the kind of man who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world at all, and he actually cooks She stepped forward and said, "I'll come, let me come." ” "No, go wash your hands and start eating."
His voice was light and good, even if he came out of the smoke, it was so noble that it was impossible to associate him with the kitchen.
Su Ling was still stunned, he looked like he was used to the kitchen.
But it's impossible, not to mention a proud son like him, the people who played the role of the male protagonist that Su Ling had come into contact with before were just boys who were a little famous in the entertainment industry, and there were very few who could cook.
Little Halva was very happy, took the initiative to wash her hands first, and smiled happily, "Mingrui, you really made your own dishes, oh, it's really great."
Mingrui patted her head, "Take chopsticks and eat more." ” Su Ling came back to his senses from a daze and said, "It turns out that you can still cook."
I really didn't expect it."
"There's a lot of things you didn't think of."
Mingrui spoke, "Let's serve rice." ” Su Ling held the fragrant white rice in his hand, and the dishes on the table were full of color and aroma, which made people very appetizing.
It's hard to imagine that he did it.
Su Ling looked up at his fingers again, a pair of hands were clean and flawless, with distinct joints, slender and full of power, it was simply the hand holding the pen, where could you imagine that he could cook "Why, I have something in my hand" Ming Rui raised an eyebrow.
"No, no."
Su Ling lowered her head to eat, and what she didn't expect was that Mingrui would really cook for her "Lin Ruixuan's founder and chef is my mother, I know how to cook, don't blame it" Su Ling raised his head again: "It turns out that my aunt is Lin Motong."
No wonder."
After Lin Motong founded Lin Ruixuan before, this brand later became a food chain, not only a restaurant, but also a series of brands of food, which is very famous.
It's just that Lin Motong was hidden far behind the scenes.
After all, Tomorrow Night Leng is the one who is going to run for president, and many of her affairs are taken care of by people in the company.
"How was the shooting?"
asked Ming Rui.
"Luckily, a lot of the director's ideas were good, and our shoot went well.
I don't have any money, so I have to get everything myself, but it's a lot of fun.
When Su Ling said about this shooting, his eyebrows fluttered.
"The script is good, and the people who work with it, although they are all young and many people are inexperienced, it seems that the feeling of overcoming difficulties together is not bad."
After all, real shooting without capital interference is rare in the entire market.
Mingrui's laughter was faint, "That's good." ” Seeing his smile, Su Ling also smiled, and the previous estrangement between the two seemed to have suddenly dissipated a lot.
Little Halva laughed with them.
Su Ling reached out and touched the little halva's hair, smiled, and said, "Let's eat, book4343088dexht." aa2705221: