Chapter 109 I Will Learn

"My princess has never worn it before, and now I give them all to you." Jiang Jingxing pinched her face gently.

Li Qinghe was slightly stunned.

When she was young, Li Qinghe really liked these clothes. But Wang Meiling wanted to make her look like a lady from a rich family, so she wore long skirts. There were even Lolita ones, which were very gorgeous and noble. But Li Qinghe thought they were too complicated.

"Isn't it strange?" Li Qinghe asked him.

Jiang Jingxing's eyes dimmed, and he moved closer to her. "It's very strange. You look like this, and I want to pin you down and bully you."

"Ahhh, it's President Jiang!"

Jiang Jingxing didn't wear a mask when he went out, so he was recognized immediately.

Many people were startled by the sound and turned to look.

etc!

Mr. Jiang is here, which means Li Qinghe is here too!

The one next to him wearing a cat costume...even though he was wearing a hat, he also had a mask on his face.

But it must be Li Qinghe!

"goddess!!"

Li Qinghe was a little stunned. Although some fans would recognize her at the airport before, there would never be such a large number of them.

Jiang Jingxing's face darkened. He held the suitcase with one hand and Li Qinghe with the other, and whispered in her ear, "Don't let me go."

Li Qinghe didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and held his hand instead, "Don't be angry, they don't mean any harm."

She was afraid that a man would get angry and lose his temper.

"Is that Li Qinghe?" A girl who was about ten years old ran up, looking a little timid, but her eyes were clearly filled with surprise.

"Hello." Li Qinghe took off his mask and smiled at her. "Today is a private trip for Mr. Jiang and I."

"I know, I know!" The girl saw Li Qinghe's face and became even more excited. "I won't disturb you from boarding the plane."

She held her phone tightly and glanced at Jiang Jingxing cautiously, "Can I take a photo with you guys?"

There was still some time before boarding, and Li Qinghe nodded in agreement.

After taking the photos, the little girl became Li Qinghe's protector, "Everyone, make way! This is Qinghe's private trip, please don't block her."

In fact, the little girl's move was probably unnecessary.

Jiang Jingxing standing there with a dark face was enough to drive a lot of people away.

Under the gazes of many fans, President Jiang held his baby tightly, and had to look sideways from time to time, fearing that he might be missing. On the other hand, he was pulling a cute off-white suitcase, which was very inconsistent with his image.

But this dog food makes me so damn sour.

After a four-hour flight, the plane landed.

As soon as they walked out of the airport, a warm breeze blew in. Li Qinghe was still wearing a thick down jacket and a thick sweater, and was feeling very hot.

"Take off your down jacket and put on your sweatshirt." Jiang Jingxing whispered.

Li Qinghe did as she was told and hung the down jacket on her hand, while her other hand was still held tightly by Jiang Jingxing.

Jiang Jingxing did not book a hotel because he bought an apartment here, a small Western-style villa with an entertainment facility at the back.

After putting the things away, Li Qinghe found a chair, sat lazily on the balcony, squinting his eyes to bask in the sun.

Xia Zhi called soon.

"Why isn't Ms. Jiang wearing a mask?" Xia Zhi was going crazy. It's the second day of the Chinese New Year, can't you let her have a good New Year?

Li Qinghe rubbed her eyes and glanced at Jiang Jingxing who was preparing dinner for her in the villa. "He said it was too boring."

Jiang Jingxing didn't like these things. He also hated having to hide things when traveling with Li Qinghe.

"But I'm already annoyed by the media." Xia Zhi sighed, "When will you two announce your marriage?"

Li Qinghe put on his shoes and walked inside, saying, "We never intended to keep it secret."

If someone asks, they will answer truthfully.

Xia Zhi: "...Okay, you guys can continue traveling. But! Please be a little more low-key when traveling. Otherwise, it will be very troublesome if you are surrounded by people."

Speaking of this, Li Qinghe remembered Jiang Jingxing's sullen look at the airport and smiled softly, "I won't be surrounded by people because I have Jiang Jingxing here."

Xia Zhi: “…” That’s right, the ice is three feet thick and it must be General Jiang.

After checking the calendar, Xia Zhi told her, "After the 15th, Director Song's movie will start filming. You need to give me an answer as soon as possible."

"I want to take pictures." said Li Qinghe.

Xia Zhi had a headache. "Baby, it's not that I don't want you to shoot. The problem is that all the scripts you want to take must be approved by President Jiang. So, you know."

So she had to report to Jiang Jingxing and get him to sign.

As he was talking, Li Qinghe had already walked into the kitchen.

The man was slender, calmly preparing dinner for him in the kitchen. The evening glow outside was gently pouring down, adding a bit of warmth to his figure. His profile was clear, with hard lines, but now it was much softer.

When Jiang Jingxing returned to China, he was cold and domineering, which was the type of man that Li Qinghe could not accept the most.

But now, Li Qinghe had to admit that she didn't want to spend her life with anyone except Jiang Jingxing.

"I know." Li Qinghe replied Xia Zhi, said goodbye, and hung up the phone.

Jiang Jingxing stopped what he was doing, turned around and looked at her, and said with his thin lips, "Come here."

Li Qinghe walked over obediently, and when she was one step away from him, the man leaned over slightly and kissed her on the lips.

"Are you hungry?" A low, slow voice hit my ears, carrying endless tenderness.

"Not bad." Li Qinghe had eaten a lot on the plane, so he didn't feel very hungry at the moment.

"Then go to sleep." Jiang Jingxing felt sorry for her.

If you want to make someone fat, you have to feed him well first, and then let him sleep more.

Li Qinghe shook her head. She had slept enough yesterday and was now fully energetic.

Li Qinghe tied a scarf and went to the side to wash the vegetables. "I'll help you."

Jiang Jingxing was so tempted by her that he walked over to her side and said, "Chef, I'm hungry."

Li Qinghe didn't want to bother with someone. Jiang Jingxing's cooking skills were not good, but just average. Occasionally, when Li Qinghe was lazy, he would let him cook.

But after taking a look at the meat that was not completely thawed, Li Qinghe sighed and pushed the man aside, "I'll do it."

Jiang Jingxing was dissatisfied. He clearly saw the disgust in Li Qinghe's eyes.

Do you think his cooking is not tasty?

Jiang Jingxing, who has always been a master strategist in the business world, began to reflect on himself.

When he was abroad, he also had servants to cook for him. As the eldest son, Jiang Jingxing had never had to worry about food and clothing since he was a child.

Learning to cook was just because he wanted to cook for Li Qinghe. Who knew cooking was so difficult? Jiang Jingxing could only make sure that the food he cooked was edible.

"I will learn." Jiang Jingxing felt sorry for her hands.

The girl's hands are too delicate for the kitchen.