Ou Zihan swallowed hard, picked up the pill and looked at it.

"Are you going to make me live a life worse than death, or to kill me?"

"This thing is very effective. Dissolve it in water and let Tian Ce drink it. I guarantee you will fight for 300 rounds!" Ji Bingrou said while gesturing.

"Get lost! I said you went abroad for a few years and you became a bad person. You carry this thing in your bag every day? Are you... um? Tell the truth." Ou Zihan approached Ji Bingrou with an expression as if he wanted to dig out the inside story.

Ji Bingrou covered her mouth and laughed, "You are right. I relied on this to lose my virginity!"

"Oh my god! Really? Who is it? A man or a woman? Do I know them?"

Every woman is a gossipy animal.

"Get lost! I don't like that! Of course it's a man, but I'm not at fault, this man is the most perfect man in the world, he's as perfect as a clock, every scale is perfect, not a millimeter off."

Ji Bingrou mentioned her man, her eyes narrowed into a slit, and she even gesticulated for a long time, using almost all the adjectives she knew to describe a man.

Ou Zihan almost vomited after hearing

it. "You know what? After listening to you, I don't think your man is perfect, I just think, ugh..." Ou Zihan pretended to vomit, "a wave of disgust!"

Ji Bingrou gave Ou Zihan a look that said "I'll kill you with my eyes".

"You know shit! How dare you insult the most perfect man in my mind? Be careful or I'll tell Tiance about your plan and you won't be able to sleep well!"

The two were arguing when the door opened.

Ou Wen walked in and began to change his slippers with his head down. He was holding a plastic bag full of vegetables.

"Xiao Han, whose car is that outside?"

Ji Bingrou and Ou Zihuan were sitting on the sofa. They had their backs to the door and didn't notice Ou Wen coming in until they heard the sound.

Ji Bingrou raised her hand, "Mine, mine!"

When she turned around and saw Ou Wen, her mouth turned into an O shape.

Ou Zihuan quickly put away the pills on the table!

Ou Wen just squinted his eyes slightly and walked into the kitchen in his slippers.

"Oh, Rourou, I haven't introduced her to you yet. That's my oppa. Come on, come on, let's get to know each other formally."

Before Ji Bingrou could react, she was dragged into the kitchen by Ou Zihan, "Oppa, this is my good friend, Ji Bingrou, just call her Rourou. Rourou, this is my oppa."

Ou Wen put the vegetables into the refrigerator, washed his hands, walked to the door, and extended his right hand like a gentleman, "Hello, Miss Ji."

Ou Wen emphasized the three words "Miss Ji".

Ji Bingrou was a little embarrassed, and stretched out her hand to shake Ou Wen's hand, "Hello, Mr. Ou."

"Oppa, are you buying vegetables so that you can cook for me? I didn't know you could cook." Ou Zihan sized Ou Wen up.

"Why not?"

"Then Rourou, stay for dinner today and taste my Oppa's cooking." Ou Zihan invited.

"No, no, I have something to do later, so I won't bother you. I'm leaving first, Xiaohan, see you another day." Ji Bingrou left in panic.

"Okay then." Ou Zihan pouted and watched Ji Bingrou leave.

She returned to the kitchen and watched Ou Wen start cooking, "Oppa, you really know how to cook."

Ou Wen sneered, "Dad is a traditional noble, these are all things you have to learn. You haven't tasted the steak made by Dad, right? Next time you can ask him to make it for you."

"Okay!" Ou Zihan's eyes lit up when he mentioned food.

Ou Zihan returned to the living room and waited for dinner. The conversation with Ji Bingrou today had deeply touched her, and she had to find someone to confirm the matter.