Chapter 53： (2/2)

"It's two people who have a fate with you, why don't you let it go?" Yan Ning held her cell phone and shivered at her fingertips. "Omega is also a human and has self-esteem. Hida, you were born Alpha, Wearing pheromone armor, I was accustomed to the indestructible security, so I cracked a little bit of flesh, and felt that the sky was going to fall. But your Omega? Have you ever thought that he was born without armor? Should I just poke you open? "

"Zheng Feiyan, you can't take 99% off the pheromone, but you won't even pay 1%."

Yan Ning's throat was dumb and she couldn't keep talking.

He sat there for a moment, returned the phone to Zheng Feiyu, and got up to walk to the door.

As soon as I left the house, my footsteps softened. "Go for a hot bath, change the wet clothes, and stay at home for lunch at noon. It's a rare holiday. Don't be too depressed."

Near noon, the heavy snow in the mountains finally rested, and the shrubs and trees outside the window were covered with a layer of white hoe. The mule was thick and fluffy, and when the wind came, it swept like a broom and fell thin.

Sunlight penetrated the high clouds and cast a few beams of light, illuminating the restaurant of the Zheng family.

The luxurious marble long dining table was beaten into the cold palace, replaced by a simple oak round table. The three of the Zheng family sat around the table, four dishes, a bowl of soup, and lightly nourished the stomach. The silver maggot that Zheng Hongming personally fished was lying in the bowl, the fish roe was orange, the green onions were green, the soup was white, and there was a steaming steam.

Xu Ning gave Yan Ning a small bowl, Yan Ning thanked him, used the spoon to poke away the **** slices, and took a sip.

Zheng Hongming ate his own food, but secretly paid attention to Yan Ning's every move, hoping to hear a positive comment so that he could open his mouth for invitations. Who knew that Yanning didn't judge the quality of the fish soup, but changed her chopsticks to grab another dish.

Zheng Hongming had no choice but to pretend to say something: "Yan Ning, what do you think of this soup?"

Yan Ning nodded: "Very good."

Zheng Hongming was immediately relieved: "Actually, the fish in the soup ..."

"It's just that the fish is a little bit worse." Yan Ning was expressionless, took a napkin and wiped her mouth. After wiping, she felt that the expression was not accurate enough, and then corrected, "No, it's bad."

Zheng Hongming was dumbfounded for a second, and his old face was a bit unstoppable.

He glanced up at Mom Xu, for fear that she would take out the true origin of the broken fish in order to maintain her "fish-feeding sentiment", and immediately preemptive, reversed right and wrong: "Yes, yes, it's worse. The kitchen chooses ingredients It ’s getting more and more uncomfortable, so I have to deduct some wages. "

Zheng Fei's hand holding chopsticks froze in the air.

He looked at Zheng Hongming and said: Do you think that he is as wise as my dad, would he not know whether the fish was fished or bought?

During the meal, Zheng Hongming was always gloomy and old-faced, but Yan Ning was in a good mood. He put down his chopsticks when he was half full and talked with Zheng Feiyu about what happened in the school.