"Then, are you going to divide it yourself?" Li Zitao looked at the two of them prepared all the bowls, chopsticks, forks and napkins.

The napkin looked a little old, and I don’t know how much water it had been washed.

If they weren't going to someone else's house to maintain enough etiquette and weren't sure what the other party was doing, they wouldn't have taken out the napkin.

It’s not that I feel embarrassed, but that this napkin can only be used at important moments for them.

If it is broken, it will be very troublesome.

There is nothing to be shy about old table cloths, and at this time, 90% of families are the same.

The imagined throwing a piece of tablecloth at lunch does not exist.

Even in wealthy families like Li and Kendi, the tablecloths they usually use will be cleaned repeatedly.

A brand new dining cloth will only be used when you are entertaining important guests or grand festivals.

"Thank you." Tong Jiayao.

"We can do it ourselves." Tong Jiaxin.

"Then you guys do it yourself." Li Zitao handed the restaurant to them and returned to the restaurant to continue cooking.

But why did he suddenly become a boiled man? Shouldn’t it be the other way around?

You know, there are two women in his room now!

Uh...there are two girls.

Their age looks about seventeen or eighteen years old, and both of them have a typical oriental style.

The eggy face with the logo, delicate skin, and innocence that is not stained with dust are written on the face.

It seems that they are well protected by their parents, perhaps still in this wonderful ivory tower at the school.

If it is big, it looks about 165cm.

Other places need to develop, it seems that they should eat more.

"He has been watching us." Tong Jiaxin.

"Look down and eat." Tong Jiayao.

"But, this feels so strange."

"Then eat quickly."

Compared to her sister, Tong Jiayao was so shy that she was almost unable to breathe.

Why did she listen to her sister's idea and run to a man's house to "get a meal," which felt terrible.

But, this noodles are so delicious!

Suck, suck!

Tong Jiayao, who was eating noodles, was stunned, "Will my voice be too loud?"

So, she began to sip carefully like a squirrel.

As for Tong Jiaxin beside her, she wanted to stick her whole face into a bowl and lick all the sauce inside.

"Do you want to come again?" Li Zitao put the noodles prepared again on the table.

"You want." The two women spoke in unison.

They have the same opinion on this point.

The two sisters looked at each other and felt a little embarrassed. Will they be too edible?

"Do it yourself!"

Pushing the basin in front of them, Li Zitao signaled them to take care of themselves.

Tong Jiayao picked up a small chopstick. Although she was still a little reluctant, she could no longer eat her belly.

Tong Jiaxin was not that polite, so she stood up with the bowl, one, two, three.

I picked up a small portion and sat down with satisfaction.

"Can you finish your meal?" Li Zitao pulled the basin, peeled two cloves of garlic, and sucked it.

"You can underestimate me in any way, but not my appetite." Tong Jiaxin held her head proudly, with tomato sauce on the corner of her mouth.

"Female hero, admire him!" Li Zitao clasped his fists and was disrespectful.

"puff!"

The funny look of the two almost made Tong Jiayao spit out the meal.

"What do you want to drink?"

Seeing that she was a little choking, Li Zitao got up and opened the door of the refrigerator: "There is water, cola, and orange juice."

"Cola." Tong Jiaxin.

"Orange Juice." Tong Jiayao.

After taking what the two needed, Li Zitao brought him a bottle of Coke.

Seeing this scene, Tong Jiaxin raised her sister proudly, as if she had won some game.

"Are you going to school nearby?" Li Zitao was a little curious about why the two lived here, and why they didn't live in Chinatown since they were in the city.

"UCB, do you know?" Tong Jiaxin was proud of her.

“Berkeley?”

"uh-huh."

Li Zitao was really shocked. Unexpectedly, the pair of sisters he happened to meet were actually UCB female academic masters.

What he didn't expect was that the two of them were his junior school girls.

Although he, the senior, did not graduate normally, his name has long been hung on the registration wall of the famous alumni list of UCB Business School.

"I learned the law." Tong Jiayao said actively.

"I'm from the journalism department." Tong Jiaxin stood up with her chest unwilling to be outdone.

It’s a pity that the small butcher shop on her chest was not intimidated and was despised by Li Zitao’s cold eyes.

Tong Jiaxin felt his gaze, hurriedly hugged her chest with both hands and said, "What are you looking at?"

"Nothing." Li Zitao was very calm, and withdrew his gaze and smiled: "I just think you should eat more."

"Bah, a stinky hooligan!" Tong Jiaxin spat.

"Hey!"

Li Zitao smiled happily: "Which gangster has you seen to invite you into the house for dinner?"

If you are a stinky hooligan, you must eat you first, so what else can you eat?

"That, I don't know what your name is." Tong Jiayao had finished eating and was reluctant to wipe her mouth with a dining cloth. She saw a tissue on the table.

If the tablecloth is dirty, it still needs to be washed when it comes back. The tomato sauce is not easy to wash, so it may be ruined.

"Li Tao, just call me Brother Tao." Li Zitao said with a smile.

"Brother Huan Tao, are you older than my sister?" Tong Jiaxin said dissatisfied.

"Tell me how old are you two?"

Li Zitao still doesn’t believe it anymore. No matter how powerful you two are, you are more than 50?

"You talk first." Tong Jiaxin said.

"I, this year is 25." Age is a secret, and we have less than half of the meeting, so there is nothing wrong with it!

"That's really old." Tong Jiaxin nodded in agreement.

"My name is Tong Jiayao, 17. She is the sister Tong Jiaxin, the same." Tong Jiayao introduced with a stern look.

"It will be 18 in 2 months." Tong Jiaxin said as she wanted to straighten her chest again, but when she thought of Li Zitao's performance just now, she couldn't help but retreat embarrassedly.

Not enough mind and capacity can't be suppressed!

"You two live upstairs, why don't you go home?"

"Tsk." A trace of haze flashed in Tong Jiaxin's eyes.

Tong Jiayao's emotions also became lost. It seemed that they were two more people with stories.

It just so happens that Brother Tao has wine!

But thinking of these two girls only 17...

Forget it, two more bottles of Coke.

"I'm full." Tong Jiaxin finally finished eating. The plate was clean and she didn't see her sticking out her tongue. What could she do?

This may be a unique skill.

"I'll wash the dishes." Tong Jiayao took the initiative to get up and contract the dishwashing work.

Li Zitao didn't deliberately be polite, so he found her an apron, and went to the living room to light a cigar.

"I can't tell, you are quite rich." Tong Jiaxin didn't mean to help her sister at all.

"Do you want it?" There is nothing strange about girls smoking these days, but most of the time they like to smoke thin ones.

However, at night, they all changed their attention, from being thin to thick, which is really unpredictable.

If he wants to say, the cigar is better!
Chapter completed!