He Jing was extremely shy. Why did He Zhou suddenly think of that?
He Zhou stared intently at He Jing for a while, until she felt guilty, before finally letting out a snort: "Is that so?"
Even if he didn't, Yan Hanxi must have done something to her.
He wasn't like He Sui, that idiot who could fool even He Xiaoguo. He was right next to He Sui during the video call, watching He Xiaoguo spout nonsense.
Others may not understand He Xiaoguo, but he knows her very well. He picks He Xiaoguo up from school the most. He Xiaoguo is a clever little devil. When she encounters a question she can't answer, she will change the subject. That day, he seemed to be testifying for He Jing, but he was actually being ambiguous. Therefore, he firmly believed that He Jing and Yan Hanxi stayed at the same hotel and both overstepped their bounds.
Yes! Absolutely!
He Jing wished she could swear to He Zhou on the spot, even though she hadn't listened to He Yi and had moved in with He Zhou, they still had separate rooms!
Unlike now, she and He Zhou are actually sharing a room.
He Zhou frowned, then reluctantly agreed: "That's more like it. If something like this happens again, and you go out with him without asking me first, I'll break your legs."
He Jingcai then remembered that He Zhou was a "banned BE party" (a party that only allows certain people to talk about unpleasant things), and couldn't help but ask, "Is Third Brother going to sleep in the same bed with me tonight?"
"Dream on." He Zhou rolled his eyes at her nonchalantly. "I'll sleep with my senior brother."
That is, Ah Long.
He Jing immediately covered her face. She had misunderstood and was extremely embarrassed. She had thought that He Zhou had the sofa bed dragged out because he wanted to sleep with her.
He Zhou looked at her for three seconds before realizing what she was thinking, and then chuckled.
Fortunately, he didn't laugh at He Jing's wishful thinking. He took the knives out of the box and placed them one by one on the huge table that the room staff had brought up. They were new knives that He Jing had bought for him, and they really felt good in his hand.
Then he said to He Jing, "Let's go find Master and have a meal together. Get up early tomorrow and go to the market to buy groceries."
He Jing nodded obediently, put on a coat, and went out with He Zhou.
...
The competition is in two days, so there are two more days to prepare.
He Jing accompanied He Zhou to the largest fresh food market in the area, with A Long by their side. The three of them wandered around for more than an hour, but did not return with a full load of goods.
He Jing knew they had gotten up early enough, but the best and freshest ingredients had still been bought by others.
Ah Long held an old hen in his hand. The hen had been clucking all the way. He said earnestly, "Junior brother, this competition is very fierce."
He Zhou could already sense the undercurrents, his eyes sharp as a hawk's: "Then we'll come over at five o'clock tomorrow."
If they can't buy good ingredients by 6 o'clock, they'll get up at 5 o'clock; if they can't buy them by 5 o'clock, they'll get up at 4 o'clock. They absolutely cannot lose to others.
Ah Long looked at the empty bag in his hand and asked, "So what are you going to do today?"
He Zhou said expressionlessly, "Just buy something casually today."
They had no other choice.
He Jing was surprised to encounter such a setback before the competition even started, and asked, "Are the ingredients used in the competition provided by the organizer?"
Ah Long pushed up his glasses: "Theoretically, yes, but this competition doesn't prohibit bringing your own food, so the food provided by the organizers certainly won't be as fresh as what you prepare yourself."
He Jing understood. She pursed her lips, thought for a moment, slapped her forehead, and suggested, "We can borrow it from the restaurants over here."
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