Meng Yankai stood at the end of the living room, the light from the kitchen could not penetrate the darkness, and the entire living room was only shrouded in dim light and shadow that gradually dimmed.

He paused for a moment and headed to the kitchen.

The island is littered with bacon, mushrooms, onions, milk and corn kernels, and pasta is boiling in a pot.

Dusch is cutting onions and mushrooms, and the knife is carefully reduced. The movements are not very skilled, there is a mobile phone next to it, and the menu is on the screen.

Her cooking skills are average, she has little time to cook, and it is not a big problem to make some simple recipes, and when she used to go to school and live alone, she also made some simple dishes by herself, and with things bought outside, she will come over.

However, she was absent-minded at the moment, lowered her head to cut vegetables, but her eyes glanced in the direction he came from, the knife was not accurate, the blade cut to her fingers, Du Shi was in pain, and subconsciously threw the knife on the board.

Meng Yan took a few steps forward. He took her hand and looked at it, and made a shallow cut on his finger, shaved off a little of his fingernail, and blood gushed out of the wound.

Meng Yankai pinched her fingers and flushed them under the faucet, "Find a band-aid to put on." “

Du Shi went to the living room, and there was a hidden storage cabinet in one wall near the entrance, and she pushed the door open and found a band-aid from the medicine box in the cabinet.

Meng Yankai stayed in the kitchen, glanced at the ingredients placed next to her, and browsed the recipes on her phone while washing her hands.

Dusch put a band-aid back. He was already chopping vegetables and asked her, "If you want to add milk, will you have no problem?"

Dusch said: "It only has a reaction when you drink it alone, and it is fine when you add it to coffee or dishes." “

Meng Yankai's movements are much sharper than her, stir-frying vegetables and noodles, and doing it in three or two, it is not as if she has to read the recipe at every step, and she is always in a hurry.

Du Shi didn't take the amount well, and the noodles were cooked too much, so he divided half of them and asked Meng Yankai to help her eat them.

The light in the restaurant is bright and warm, which makes you feel relaxed.

Du Shi had already taken a shower and was wearing a loose nightgown, and his stomach was screaming before going to bed, and he remembered that he had forgotten to eat dinner.

She took small bites and rolled the noodles with a fork to eat, eating Xiang Swen, Meng Yankai ate quickly, but there was no hurry to gobble up, and her movements were still calm.

Wait until he's done. Dusch still has more than half of it on his plate.

Adults have a fairly pronounced perception of the anomaly of the atmosphere, and the two communicate very little, each eating his own.

Under normal circumstances, Dusch would rarely be so silent in front of him.

Meng Yankai seemed to know that she had something to say, so he sat there after eating, waiting for her to speak.

He rested his hand on the edge of the table, lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the top of her hair, observed her delicate fingers, pinched the fork, and the nails were clean and neatly trimmed.

Du Shi was unrelenting, although he was hungry, he couldn't swallow it, and he noticed his gaze, and he pondered the wording of the opening sentence in his heart, more and more

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