Xia He is not happy, but he can't beat each other in a fight, so he can only take out all the snacks on the grill, Xia He is very confident, she won't get fat no matter how she eats, even if she is not hungry at all, but when a girl eats, where does it matter if it's because she's hungry?

"There are fried chicken wings, do you want to?" In order to allow Fang Zeyu to eat dessert after getting up tomorrow, he could only sacrifice his fried chicken.

"The more the merrier!" Xia He still picked up a snack and stuffed it into his mouth, and licked his fingertips at Zheng Ran when he turned around.

Zheng Ran had no choice but to set up an oil pot and heat chicken wings for Xia He. Actually, when he went to the supermarket at night, he suddenly thought about making something different for Xia He, and when he got home, he remembered that Xia He had other dates, but the food should be fresh, and after making dinner, he looked for a tutorial from the Internet and tried it, and the effect was not bad.

Zheng Ran stood in front of the oil pot with a small apron and rolled chicken wings, and Xia He leaned on the side to drink juice. That's right, she can eat like this, even if she puts down the dishes and chopsticks one second, she can pick up milk tea, potato chips, fruits, nuts and so on the next second.

The girl's stomach is so magical, let her eat an extra bite of rice, drink an extra mouthful of soup, she cried and said that she couldn't hold on, and eating snacks was not ambiguous at all.

"You'd better not say you can't eat for a while, or I'll let you lie in bed for five, six, seven, or eight days, you know I can do it. Zheng Ran hung up the chicken wings and prepared to do the second process for a while.

"Don't worry, if the bones can be eaten, I will never even give you the bones left. Xia He patted his chest and swore a promise.

While waiting for the second process of chicken wings to begin, the beans in the other pot were almost cooked, and Zheng Ran threw in some other things that Xia He couldn't name. Although Zheng Ran didn't say it, Xia He knew that he was going to make red bean paste to eat, and only now did Xia He find out that he was making red bean paste. v5

"Shouldn't mung beans be used to cool off the heat?" Xia He brought a small bowl and held it in front of Zheng Ran.

Zheng Ran helped her fill a small half bowl, and after helping her adjust the sweetness, she put it in ice water and chilled it for a while.

"Who said I was going to make something to cool off, Fang Zeyu, this guy hides in the office every day and blows the air conditioner, do you think he needs to cool off? I think your brain needs to cool off. Zheng Ran raised his hand, and Xia He hid back.

Now Xia He can predict his movements, as soon as Zheng Ran raised his hand, Xia He knew that this guy was either going to flick his forehead or rub his hair, most of the time it was the former.

"You say, the two of you have so many different personalities, how have you gotten along for so many years, and you don't fight?" Xia He felt magical, a rare gossip.

Zheng Ran glanced at her, then looked out the window, into the distant night. He was really thinking about this, Xia He thought that he would prevaricate as casually as before.

"There are some things that are difficult to explain clearly in one or two sentences, and there are some things that transcend family affection, I didn't believe in these things before, but now I believe in them. Zheng Ran came back to his senses and remembered that the chicken wings were not finished yet, so he turned around and began to deal with the things that had not been finished on the desk.

"I believe that too. Xia He stood side by side with him, although his hands were itchy and he always wanted to help with something, but knowing his ability, he could only watch from the sidelines.

"I used to think this was ridiculous, but now I think there will be. Xia He added.