We Are Divorced, Ok? [English Translation]

CHAPTER 33

I ordered a meal when I went back in the evening. The food in the hotel is made by a super chef, so it tastes quite good. Zhou Han hasn't eaten such a delicious meal for a long time. In fact, he used to have a very picky meal. , Don’t eat garlic, green onions, or animal organs, don’t eat unshelled foods, don’t eat salty foods, and don’t eat anything other than very cooked.

He thanked Song Zhixi a lot for driving him out of the house, and then he got rid of the young master's illness. Now everything he eats is delicious, not to mention the delicious food.

But he noticed that Song Zhixi still didn't eat much.

"Do you think it tastes bad? Don't worry if you think the food I cook is not good, but the special chef cooks it, but you also find it unpalatable?"

"No, I just don't have an appetite."

After he finished speaking, he added expressionlessly, "The food you cooked is delicious."

"It is the same as you have eaten." Zhou Han cast a disdainful look. Fortunately, he learned to cook for him, but he didn't even look at the food he cooked.

"I ate it." Song Zhixi lowered his head, still not emotional.

"Did you...have you eaten? When?" Zhou Han recalled carefully, in the impression that Song Zhixi had indeed never eaten the food he cooked.

"I ate a few mouthfuls in the middle of the night."

Zhou Han stared at his face, watching his slightly embarrassed expression, and instantly made up a pair of brains? Song Zhixi got up in the middle of the night and crept to the ground. He opened the refrigerator like a thief, looked around and found that no one was paying attention to him, and then carefully picked a piece of meat from the refrigerator and put it in his mouth.

But this is just a brain supplement. He should not be so cute. He must have opened the refrigerator blankly and put a piece of meat into his mouth blankly.

But Zhou Han found another problem, "Aren’t you not going home, can you make up something similar?"

"I actually came back, but I didn’t let you know it. "

He continued, "When you fall asleep, you will come back."

"Then you will leave before you wake up."

"Most of the time, I sometimes stay outside in the hotel."

Zhou Han took another bite of food and put his doubts in his mouth, "Are you really no one outside, no one in the hotel?"

"No, I won't come back, just to hide from you..."

This kind of explanation is more uncomfortable after listening to it than not listening. Zhou Han found out that his food was not good anymore, so it didn’t matter. After eating, I lost my chopsticks and ran to the sofa to play with my mobile phone.

Song Zhixi tidied up the leftovers, all the brushes and pendulums were neatly arranged and meticulous, so he took the script and walked to the sofa to sit down, "Since you are going to take this play, you should be prepared. Click. "

"There are only three days until next Monday. During this period, you have to prepare the character feelings. Your foundation is too poor and the character is too strenuous."

"Then you still praise me against your intentions. Don't you just want to hold my hand and then step on my foot?" Zhou Han stared at the phone and said angrily.

"As far as the one you played with me, for a newcomer, it's okay."

"I think you are quite talented. At least in the first scene, I couldn't do it like you. "