Chapter 480 (1/2)

A fool can tell that sang Qi refers to Sang Shixi.

Hate a person to the extreme is what kind of performance, probably is sangqi like this!

No matter what it is, it will be doubted to Sang Shixi.

”No, I can eat twenty more.”

After dinner, sang Qi and I helped to collect the dishes. I asked him, ”are you in a hurry?”

He is usually quite self-discipline. He doesn't eat too greasy dinner, but he ate 40 dumplings tonight.

I dodged his hand and bit chopsticks to watch him eat. I wanted to see how many he could eat.

Those who do great things are those who do great things.

Sang Qi is just like this. The more big things happen, the more relaxed he is.

”Why, how could Mrs. sang be ugly? It's so beautiful. ” He did not care that Mrs. sang and the old lady were all on the table, so he touched my face with a playful smile: ”you can't lose it.”

”What style? Ugly

”It's your style.”

Such ugly dumplings are made by me. I smile naively: ”how do you know?”

I quietly tugged at the corner of his clothes. He held a dumpling and asked me, ”did you make this dumpling?”

Just now I was secretly brushing the news, and the news that was not good for sangqi was still on the front page.

I really wonder how he can survive. Isn't he in a hurry when the stock price falls like this? Doesn't he want to make up for it?

I had to wonder if he had no appetite for dinner for a few days.

He gave me a kiss on the forehead, went to wash his hands, and then came back to eat dumplings with a smile.

Dayu's stock price plummeted, but he seemed to have nothing to do with it.

However, sangqi is too hidden.

I like to be with Mrs. sang and them. I feel very grounded, just like an ordinary family. I don't have the coolness of a rich family.

Mrs. sang knocked on the back of his hand with chopsticks: ”I don't wash my hands either. I'll come back to eat after I wash my hands.”

”It can be described as pinching water.” Sang Qi sat beside me with a smile and put a dumpling on my plate into his mouth.

The old lady patted him on the arm with a smile: ”I'll talk to your grandmother. How old am I? Can I still describe my skin as tender?”

First, he took the old lady's shoulder and put it on her face: ”grandma, it seems that her skin is more tender these days.”

He handed his coat to sister Huan, and then came to us.

It's very sultry today. He's wearing a light green silver shirt and a suit in his arms. His long legs are very eye-catching.

As soon as the seasoning on my side was ready, Mrs. sang came out of the kitchen with a large plate of dumplings.

I took another bowl and divided half of the chili oil.

I looked down into the bowl and saw that I had poured in too much chili oil, a piece of red.

The old lady called my name: ”Xiaozhi, what do you do with so much chili oil? Are you not afraid of spicy food? ”

I mix dumpling seasoning in the bowl, absent-minded.

”Yes, he will be there in ten minutes. I'll go in and make some dumplings, and he just arrived.”

”Is sang Qi coming?”

”As soon as the pot was cooked, ah Qi called to say that he wanted to come. You eat first, and then I cook.” With a smile, Mrs. sang pressed me to the side of the table. A large plate of plump dumplings was mixed with two ugly dumplings I made.

At this time, I had no appetite, but I didn't want to let Mrs. sang see the clue, so I had to go in with a smile.