Jiang Cha had never seen anyone smile so beautifully.
It was like fireworks suddenly rising in the darkness.
It's so eye-catching that you can't take your eyes off it.
Ning Hong knows a lot about ginger tea.
Judging from Jiang Cha's expression, one could almost guess what she was thinking at that moment.
Thinking of this, the smile on his face deepened.
After a satisfying meal, Jiang Cha and Hu Xuehui almost didn't want to leave.
This food is absolutely delicious.
"Hongze, whoever marries you in the future will be so lucky."
“Exactly, if I were a man, I would definitely marry you.” Jiang Cha patted her belly. “It’s such a pity, if you were a man, I would definitely marry you.”
Ning Hongze: "—"
He is indeed a man, but his body isn't.
Ning Hong thought to herself, feeling depressed.
This world can't just stand by and watch Ah Cha marry someone else, can it?
If that were the case, Ning Hong raised her eyebrows slightly, a dark glint flashing in her eyes.
"Host, warning: You have improper thoughts in your mind."
"Damn it, if you hadn't turned me into a woman, how could I have such thoughts?"
"——"
"Hongze, what are you thinking about?"
"fine."
When Jiang Cha asked him, Ning Hong smiled again, "If you like my cooking, you can come to my house anytime and I'll cook for you."
Is it you who's eating, or you all?
Hu Xuehui found these words strange, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what was so strange about them.
“Sure, if you don’t mind, Jiang Cha and I will come over for meals often.”
Hu Xuehui answered instinctively.
"You're welcome to come here anytime."
Ning Hong lowered her head and moved slightly closer to the ginger tea.
For some reason, Jiang Cha felt her breathing quicken and her limbs go weak under Ning Hongze's gaze.
She took a step back and slowly exhaled.
The two sat for a while longer before returning to their seats opposite each other.
As soon as Jiang Cha stepped into the room, she hurriedly went to the refrigerator, grabbed a glass of iced cola, and gulped it down.
"What's wrong with you? Why are you so thirsty? Why didn't you ask Ning Hongze to pour you a glass of water?"
It must be said that the craftsmanship of the person across the street is exceptionally outstanding.
Even a simple cup of bubble tea tastes exceptionally good when she makes it.
She doesn't usually drink milk tea, but she couldn't resist drinking a full cup, saying, "I was so full."
Hu Xuehui collapsed onto the sofa, listless and unwilling to move at all.
"I always felt that there was something wrong with the way she looked at me."
Jiang Cha bit her lower lip and said.
Her cheeks felt a little hot.
I can't help but think of Ning Hongze's unintentional smile.
Now that you mention it, I think I feel the same way.
Hu Xuehui suddenly realized that from the beginning, she felt that Ning Hongze's gaze was a little strange. When he looked at Jiang Cha, he always had a cloying feeling. It turned out that it was not her imagination.
"Is she trying to pick you up?"
"Hook me up? We're both—" women, huh?
"She gives me the same feeling as my senior back then; she definitely has feelings for you."
What puzzled Hu Xuehui the most was that Ning Hongze, a woman, gave her the feeling that she was even more handsome than that handsome senior.
His entire body exudes a strong aura of hormones.
"Actually, you could consider it. If you and she really get together, it would be perfectly reasonable for me to go over for meals."
"Don't talk nonsense, I have no interest in women whatsoever."
Jiang Cha rolled her eyes at Hu Xuehui, annoyed. "Besides, Dongye and I are doing well, and we'll be getting married in two years. You're not allowed to encourage me. If Dongye finds out, how will you explain it to him?"
"Okay, okay, I won't say anything. Everyone knows you and Dongye are close, so I won't interfere. Why doesn't she like me? If she did, I'd be happy with her cooking skills."
"A person without principles."
"Principles can't fill an empty stomach."
Ning Hong learned that Jiang Cha had a boyfriend half a month later.
After Jiang Cha left, he would text her every few days to try to contact her, but she didn't reply often and didn't seem very enthusiastic. He also invited Hu Xuehui to try the pastries he had made himself.
He wanted to invite Acha to his home through Hu Xuehui.
Hu Xuehui told him that Acha was not available.
"Why? It's just a meal."
“Hongze, Acha and I have both seen through your feelings. If you had taken a liking to me, I might have given in. But Acha is different. She has a boyfriend, and their relationship is very stable. They are both in the prime of their careers right now. However, they will probably get married in two years.”
Jiang Cha is currently a relatively unknown entertainer. She is not signed with any management company, so her resources are not very good, but she doesn't mind.
Anyway, she had made up her mind to marry Dongye in two years.
"She—already has a boyfriend?"
Ning Hongze's expression froze, and she looked somewhat dejected.
"Never mind then, you can have these instead."
Ning Hong handed the plate to Hu Xuehui, saying, "Thank you for telling me all this."
Ning Hong gave a bitter smile, turned around and left.
He needs to think carefully about what to do next.
From the moment he met Acha in the first world, he and Acha had always been mutually in love. Acha never had anyone else in her heart. But this time, Acha had someone else in her heart, and their feelings for each other were very deep.
What should he do?
Ning Hong sat on her balcony, staring blankly at the sky.
He should start thinking about what's to come.
Well then, if it's not meant to be in this world, he can't force it.
Ning Hong gritted her teeth. "System, I'm really frustrated right now."
"So what do you want?"
I really want to punch you.
"——"
"Host, I suggest you go to the boxing gym and give the punching bag a good beating. I think that should calm you down."
"What's so great about hitting a sandbag?"
Despite saying that, Ning Hong still went anyway.
He moved his body, changed his clothes, and then started beating the sandbag.
There was a click.
The suspended sandbag fell with a thud, and the hard sandbag was actually broken.
Ning Hongze: "—"
"Miss, what's wrong with you?" This is too exaggerated.
He could understand if the sandbag had a hole in it, but the rope holding it was broken—that was something else entirely.
"Excuse me, are these sandbags expensive?"
"The price is acceptable."
The coach silently called out a number.
It's within his tolerance range. "Then let's get another one, is there one that's sturdier?"
The coach watched her quietly for a while, then led her to the largest punching bag in the boxing gym, which was also the sturdiest in the entire gym.
"This must cost a lot of money, right?"
"Don't worry, miss. If this is broken, you won't have to pay for it."
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