Entering the bathroom and standing in front of the mirror, Ji Anning realized a problem. Who changed her clothes last night?

Xiang Yiqing was at the beach house last night. Is that Xiang Yiqing's home?

This pajama is from Xiang Yiqing's family?

But what matters is not who owns this pajamas, but the person who changed her pajamas.

"I am the devil who slept with you"

Ji Chicheng's unpleasant words echoed in her ears, her hand gripped the skirt of her clothes and pressed it tightly against her chest.

The messy heartbeat, but not smooth because of it.

She hurriedly turned on the faucet, bent over, picked up the cold water with both hands, and splashed it on her face without waiting.

After washing, she took off the pajamas and put on her own home clothes.

Going downstairs, Mrs. Wu had already made the noodles. Because it was too late, I was afraid that it would be difficult to digest. There were only a few greens in the noodles, which was very light.

Ji Anning frowned, looked at Wu's wife who was about to enter the kitchen, and shouted, "Wu's wife, do you have chili oil?"

"Miss Anning, it's so late. Spicy is not good for your stomach." Aunt Wu stopped, looked at Ji Anning, and reminded her kindly.

She also knew that it was not good to eat spicy food so late, but she just wanted to eat it, especially when she saw this noodle, the beef noodles outside and the spicy oil soup inside flashed in her mind. The desire to eat spicy was strongly aroused.

"It's okay, I eat less." Ji Anning said to Sister Wu with a slight smile.

Sister Wu had no choice but to nod her head, "Okay."

Then she went to the kitchen and took out a bottle of hot sauce and put it in front of Ji Anning, "Miss Anning, this is a hot sauce for noodles. It's very spicy. You should eat less."

Ji Anning nodded with an "um", and couldn't wait to reach out and open the lid of the hot sauce bottle, and was about to arrive in the noodle bowl.

A familiar man's voice suddenly came from the entrance of the restaurant.

"Sister Wu, from today onwards, don't put chili in all the dishes in the house, throw away all spicy ones?"

The tall man walked in and watched Wu's order.

The strong and domineering aura makes people dare not question. Wu's sister-in-law did not dare to neglect, and immediately nodded, "I see."

Then she looked at the chili sauce in Ji Anning's hand again, a little embarrassed.

Ji Anning's expression was startled, and then she vented out of anger. Yes, she turned the bottle upside down, and poured the entire bottle of chili sauce into the bowl.

The original light noodle soup instantly floated with a layer of red spicy oil.

Aunt Wu shuddered, raised her eyelids, and looked at Ji Chicheng cautiously. As she expected, the face of the bad-tempered young master was darker than the gray at the bottom of the pot.

Ji Chicheng's gaze suddenly swept towards her old man, "Is the bird's nest porridge cooked?"

"Okay, I'll take it to you now."

Sister Wu nodded in response to Ji Chicheng, turned around and went into the kitchen.

The restaurant was full of smoke and she was looking for a chance to leave.

"Little master, bird's nest porridge."

The bird's nest porridge cooked in white porcelain, with the lid still on, Wu Sao brought it out and handed it to Ji Chicheng with both hands.

Ji Chicheng stretched out his hand to take it, frowned, glanced melancholy and lowered his head to eat the noodles in chili blister, Ji Anning, who didn't even look at him, turned around and left with the bird's nest porridge.

His tall figure, with a deep breath, left the restaurant.

Ji Anning put down his chopsticks, spit out a mouthful of noodles in his mouth, got up, with red eyes, went into the kitchen with one end, opened the door of the refrigerator, and found a frozen tomato inside. He didn't even wash it, and ate it directly Up.