Yu Boyan looked sideways, and looked at the person in front of him who wanted to go to heaven without smiling.

Yu Wenwen selectively ignored it and shook Wen Mo's shoulder: "Senior sister, can you eat together?" ”

Why does this line sound familiar?

The future sister-in-law seems to have a tacit understanding with herself!

"Won't it be too much trouble?" Wen Mo said no.

"No!"

Yu Boyan: "......"

Looking at him with dark eyes with a little smile and expectation, Yu Boyan suddenly found that he couldn't say anything else.

And finally—

"Do you eat spicy food?"

Wen Mo had a smile in his eyes, and a shallow pear vortex loomed: "It's okay." ”

As long as it's what you do.

The final decision was to send Yu Wenwen home first, and then Yu Boyan went grocery shopping.

In the supermarket, Yu Boyan pushed the cart and looked at the slender figure in front of him occasionally jumping up and down, beating slightly, like a smart elk.

Her posture is extremely beautiful and elegant, and her every move is as if she is dancing, and she unconsciously takes on the style of a dancer.

"Yu Boyan, do you want to eat bell peppers?"

Wen Mo suddenly turned around, holding a round bell pepper, the corners of her lips were curved, her bright eyes were shining, her eyes were bright, and there was a kind of scorching light.

Yu Boyan's eyes flashed slightly, and he looked away a little uncomfortably and nodded.

"Wenwen eats?" Wen Mo asked again.

"She eats everything. ”

Wen Mo: "......"

How does it sound like some kind of animal.

"Bell pepper stir-fry...... Beef. ”

Wen Mo bent down to fetch the beef from the freezer and carefully selected it.

The white T-shirt hangs forward, revealing a small patch of skin on the waist, and the slender waist is full of hands, and the creamy skin is dazzlingly white.

The eyes of a few men who were shopping in the supermarket next to him fell on Wen Mo's waist in unison, their eyes flickering, and they looked over from time to time.

Yu Boyan frowned, strode over, blocked behind her, blocking the eyes of others, he leaned over slightly, and pointed to the piece of beef in Wen Mo's hand: "Take this piece." ”

Wen Mo straightened up and almost hit Yu Boyan's chest.

When did he stand behind her?

Yu Boyan naturally grabbed her wrist and helped her stabilize her balance.

Seeing her stand firm, he let go.

Wen Mo blinked, his eyes were a little confused, and the wrist he had touched seemed to be slightly itchy.

Yu Boyan saw that she kept staring at herself: "Something?"

His eyes flashed slightly, and Wen Mo's eyes fell on the beef in his hand: "What's good about this?" My dad said that beef depends on the texture, and the neat texture is delicious......

"I'm a doctor and I've seen countless pieces of meat. ”

The implication is that when I say that this piece of meat is good, it is good.

Wen Mo blinked, and blinked, she didn't seem to be the same kind of meat as him, right?

However, what he said seems to have a point......

Dr. Yu was talking nonsense seriously, but Wen Mo brought a male god filter to look at him, and even believed his judgment.

The two of them picked up the vegetables for half an hour to finish shopping, and when they returned to Yu Boyan's house, Yu Wenwen was half-lying on the sofa "clicking" and watching a hip-hop dance show while eating potato chips.

"Brother, senior sister, why have you been there for so long, I'm dying of hunger?"

Yu Wenwen has already classified Wen Mo as an "acquaintance" field.

Yu Boyan: "......"

The cold gaze fell on the potato chips in her hand, and ...... Potato chip scraps on the couch.

Yu Wenwen realized later: "I'm dying of hunger, so I have to eat potato chips first, who told you to buy vegetables for so long!"

There are words to resonate, and you don't lose if you lose!

Yu Boyan pinched his eyebrows, and his face sank.

Just as he was about to walk over, Wen Mo suddenly grabbed his wrist, tilted his head slightly, and bent his eyebrows with a somewhat flattering smile: "I'm so hungry too, why don't we cook first?"

He looked at her in silence. The soft eyebrows and eyes of the person in front of him were smiling, and the clear eyes carried a flattering and sly smile.

"Huh?" the soft nasal voice is particularly sultry.

The arm she was holding was a little hot and itchy.

Withdrawing his hand back, he didn't say anything, picked up his things and walked to the kitchen.

Wen Mo stood in the dining room and saw him methodically taking out the vegetables and meat and sorting them.

His eyelids were lowered, his eyebrows were focused, and the action of cutting meat seemed to be in the process of a delicate surgical operation.

Men who work hard are the most handsome, and men who cook seriously are even more handsome.

Her gaze slowly slipped from the side of his face to his slender and flexible hands, and she couldn't help but sigh secretly in her heart, Yu Boyan really had an appetite for her. If such a man doesn't take it down, she feels sorry for herself.