Chapter 4797 (1/2)

Jiang Chengyang walked ahead and said to Anning as he walked, ”it's getting late. Can we go after dinner?”

Anning Oh, she whispered. She looked very clever.

Jiang Chengyang lives in an old small high-rise building with five floors. In front of each family, there is a big wooden table with pots and pans.

Most of the corridor was occupied by wooden tables, and people could only walk sideways.

Jiang Chengyang's family lives in the innermost part of the corridor. When Jiang Chengyang opens the door, Anning is so crowded that sweat comes out of his forehead.

Jiang Chengyang's home is very small, only more than 50 square meters, but it has been divided into two bedrooms and a bathroom.

The furniture inside is very old, but it is clean. The sofa is covered with a layer of blanket. It looks fluffy and very warm.

The old community has no heating and poor sealing. The temperature inside and outside the house is the same.

Just now when I walked over, I was covered with sweat and cold air, which instantly infiltrated the whole body. The cold air drilled into the body along the pores, and the peace shook uncontrollably.

Looking at Anning's white cheeks, Jiang Chengyang turned and took out a blanket from the house and threw it to Anning.

Anning never thought it would be so cold in the room. She was frozen for a while. She took the blanket and wrapped herself into a ball.

Thinking of Jiang Chengyang's question about whether he was wearing Leggings just now, Anning couldn't help muttering, ”I'm really wearing leggings.”

I just didn't expect it to be so cold at jiangchengyang's house.

Because of the cold, the little girl's cheeks are red, and her nose is very much like a snowman's small nose made of carrots. With her eyes full of tears because it is too cold, she looks like a wet little animal, poor.

Jiang Chengyang's heart softened unconsciously.

Jiang Chengyang smiled: ”I know, there is no heating in my house. It's too cold. I'll do what I want to eat.”

Anning also wanted to explain. Suddenly she heard Jiang Chengyang ask what to eat, and was immediately transferred.

Because of his surprised eyes, he was shocked and said, ”can you cook?”

”Poor family, versatile.” Jiang Chengyang made a rare joke, turned and opened the refrigerator and began to discuss the dishes with Anning for a while.

Anning was not very selective about what to eat. No matter what Jiang Chengyang said, Jiang Chengyang decided to order two dishes.

A sweet and sour spare ribs, a steamed fish, a cold cucumber, and a ball soup.

Anning didn't expect Jiang Chengyang to cook. She wrapped herself in a blanket and stood at the door watching Jiang Chengyang cook.

Jiang Chengyang gave birth to a beautiful face, which looks like an immortal who doesn't eat fireworks, but he is surprisingly skilled with a kitchen knife, especially the actions of frying and cooking, which are full of fireworks, because this face has a trace of Fairy Spirit.

With the rise of fireworks, the sweet smell of sweet and sour ribs floated on his nose. Anning shrugged his nose and praised sincerely: ”it's really fragrant.”

Jiang Chengyang was chopping the meat stuffing to make balls. When he heard Anning's words, he happened to hit Anning's bright eyes.

The tranquil and delicate chin was raised slightly, and the wings of his nose were gently fanned. He looked like he was enjoying it, as if he did not cook simple food, but delicacies.

Jiang Chengyang smiled, and there was a bit of youth's clearness between his eyebrows and eyes.

The meat stuffing for the meatballs is chopped, and the sweet and sour ribs are almost ready. Jiang Chengyang opens the fire to collect the juice, while Anning stands by and watches.

Sure enough, good-looking people are particularly pleasing to the eye no matter what they do. They bring their own filters when making dishes.