Chapter 584 This terrible dialogue

He extended his hand to the wound and gathered his spiritual power.

Right at the beginning, Su Nanzhi suddenly stepped back and shrank into the sofa.

Jiang Beiyu subconsciously stretched out his other hand and pressed it on her knees, "Don't move."

Probably because I moved too fast.

When I finally reacted, I found that the touch of my hand was a bit slippery.

Jiang Beiyu: "..."

Su Nanzhi: “…”

The former realized it belatedly and retracted his hand. He coughed twice at Su Nanzhi and said, "What's wrong? Does it hurt?"

Su Nanzhi said in a low voice: "...a little."

Jiang Beiyu replied subconsciously: "Then I'll be gentle."

After answering, I realized that this line didn't seem right no matter how I thought about it.

“…”

The two of them returned to silence again.

It was as quiet as death.

The wound on Su Nanzhi's leg finally healed, but the snow-white area was still dazzling.

These legs look good too.

Although Jiang Beiyu had never seen the girl wear clothes with less fabric, she never showed off her legs and figure like those girls outside in the summer.

If Su Nanzhi had been a little more high-profile, the school belle of No. 1 Middle School would have been replaced long ago.

But the proportions of these legs are probably similar to those of the models at the exhibitions that Jiang Beiyu occasionally went to with Mrs. Jiang.

The trouser legs were lowered.

Mr. Jiang finally maintained his ethics and bottom line in his teaching career which ended soon.

"Are you hungry?" Jiang Beiyu asked with a normal expression, "Would you like something to eat? The chef is not here today, how about Teacher Jiang cook for you personally?"

Su Nanzhi: “…”

"How about ordering takeout?" Su Nanzhi proposed such a constructive plan based on the actual situation.

Su Nanzhi has never cooked seriously in all these years, and what she knows now is very limited. Naturally, she is not a culinary genius.

Jiang Beiyu, a nobleman like this doesn't look like someone who can cook.

Jiang Beiyu was probably inspired by Su Nanzhi's questioning.

"Su Xiaozhi, do you look at me like you don't believe in my cooking skills?"

Su Nanzhi was silent for a while, then said, "How could that be? Teacher Jiang, you just consumed a lot of spiritual energy, you should sit down and rest for a while."

Jiang Beiyu did not feel tired.

So don't listen to her.

So, while Jiang was working in the kitchen, Su Nanzhi sat on the sofa, opened a group app, and watched it with great interest.

This is called plan B.

But Jiang Beiyu seemed a little unexpected.

He really can cook.

The aroma gradually wafting from the kitchen filled my nose.

Su Nanzhi was more or less shocked.

Until two large bowls of steaming hot tomato beef noodles were served with poached eggs on top, there was nothing wrong with it, whether in terms of aroma or color combination.

Just by looking at the appearance, you can tell that it is of the same quality as other noodle shops.

“…”

Don't judge a person by his appearance.

Jiang Beiyu: "Come and sit down, and try my cooking."

Su Nanzhi sat down silently, and then watched Jiang Beiyu put some hot sauce on his noodles.

Jiang Beiyu showed no sympathy for her: "Don't even think about it. You can't eat spicy food."

At the beginning, when Su Nanzhi stayed here to protect him, Jiang Beiyu realized that this girl loved spicy food.

"If you add spicy food to tomato beef noodles, it's a dark dish. Forget it."

Su Nanzhi had a blank expression: Oh, then don’t add it yourself, you double standard dog.

(End of this chapter)