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503 Her cousin is a prince?

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Zhao Qingyan has seen various big scenes, but at this moment she felt that her heart could not bear it.

So the cousin whom Bei mentioned before Qixi is I.M. Pei, the prince of F, who is handsome on TV? Then isn’t Bei’s uncle the extremely noble king of F? Her father is also the king’s only younger brother, and Bei Zheyang, who is known as Prince Bei?

In this way, Bei Qixi is really a perfect princess.

Seeing that Bei Qixi was fascinated by it, Zhao Qingqing couldn't help but raise his voice slightly, "Okay, then you can stay here first. There is something else in my company, so I'll leave first." As for what happened to Bei Qixi and at home, Zhao Qingqing didn't want to ask more questions.

"Ah? Oh, OK. Thank you, Qingxian." Bei Qixi seemed to suddenly come to her senses and replied to Zhao Qingxian. Then she sent Zhao Qingxian out enthusiastically.

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The work has been very smooth these two days, so that Zhao Qingyan’s daily work plan can be completed before getting off work.

I returned to Yihongju early, but I remembered that Qiao Junxi had been on a business trip these two days.

The huge villa seemed empty, which made her a little uncomfortable.

So I had to take Zhao Erha out and take a walk around the community to waste some time a little.

When she went back, hunger came unexpectedly. She swept the kitchen for a long time, and she was not short of ingredients, but she was a little unaware of it.

She smiled self-deprecatingly at a pile of ingredients. For the first time, she had a sense of lack of self-care ability. Qiao Junxi was not at home, and it seemed that she had difficulty feeding herself.

Suddenly thinking about that night, she even talked to Qiao Junxi with a boast of her personality. Now she feels a little naive. How can a person who even lives independently have a problem with his personality independence?

At this moment, she suddenly looked a little despised.

In desperation, she had to search for tutorials online and learn and do it right away.

Start with the easiest learning and cook dumplings.

I just read the tutorial from beginning to end and took out the frozen dumplings from the refrigerator, and the doorbell suddenly rang.

Zhao Qingliang was puzzled, who would come at this time?

"Hello, Miss Zhao, this is a dinner made for you according to Mr. Qiao's instructions." The employee wearing imperial palace work clothes stood at the door with a large box.

So, Qiao Junxi had already solved her dinner problem for her? The panic and helplessness just now were swept away by Qiao Junxi's thoughtful actions, and she felt like she had suddenly tasted a bite of honey in her heart.

"Uh...you come in quickly."

The staff carefully prepared dishes for her on the dining table and said respectfully: "Ms. Zhao, please use it slowly." He left.

Looking at the rich dishes on the table, Zhao Qingyan suddenly remembered the usual way Qiao Junxi was busy in the kitchen at this time. At that time, he was wearing a neat white shirt and black pants facing a stove, casually rolling up his sleeves to reveal a piece of slender arms, and dragging him in and out with a pair of soft cotton. He was gentle and gentle, with a gentleman, and had a sense of legacy and boundless charm.

Well, it seems that no matter how beautiful the words are, they are so ignited.

Looking at the delicious food in front of you at this moment, it really made people's index fingers move. As soon as Zhao Qingyan picked up the chopsticks, his phone rang. It was Qiao Junxi.

"Have you had supper?" A familiar and intoxicating voice came from another distant country.
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