The two of them left the office, turned around and went downstairs!

Bing Mo sat in Qiu Zitian's white BMW and went straight to Qiu Zitian's residence.

After arriving, Bing Mo was really a little puzzled, he didn't expect that this Qiu Zitian would actually live in the same community as that little girl Yin Linxin, from this point of view, Yin Linxin's parents must also be rich!

After the two came to the community, they did not rush to the house, but came to a big supermarket together, Bing Mo and he walked in front, and Qiu Zitian followed behind Bing Mo with a shopping cart.

Looking around, there are not a lot of people today, just because it's not rest time, and there are only some little daughters-in-law who live at home, in which they choose ingredients and other necessities for life, in comparison, every thing in this supermarket is relatively expensive in price, so most of the people who can come here to buy things are some relatively wealthy people.

Qiu Zitian, who was following behind, when she looked at Bing Mo walking in front of her and looked at his back, a different kind of thought rose in her heart, the feeling of loneliness and loneliness for so many years, at this moment today, seemed to have disappeared, her cheeks instantly flushed a touch of peach, and a faint sense of warmth also came to her heart, this feeling, as if she had found the second half of her life to rely on.

After buying a carload of things, Bing Mo wanted to go back after checking out, but he was pulled around the entire supermarket several times by Qiu Zi, saying that he wanted to buy some more things, but in the end, he didn't buy a single thing, so he had to check out and leave the supermarket.

Before leaving, Qiu Zitian still looked at the supermarket with some reluctance, that envious look, think about it, since her husband died, she has always been alone, and occasionally see some intimate couples with expressions, they are so envious.

When I went to Qiu Zitian's home, it was a very large villa, but it was not as big as Bai Shixuan's Yuning Flower Garden Villa, although so, compared to the entire Huadu, Qiu Zitian's villa was still very luxurious.

After entering the villa, Qiu Zitian was stunned and searched for a long time, but he couldn't find a pair of slippers suitable for Bing Mo to wear, so he had to take out a pair of his own slippers from the shoe cabinet, put them at his feet, and said embarrassedly: "I'm really sorry, Bing Mo, because there are often no guests at home, so I haven't prepared ........."

Bing Mo smiled slightly, indicating that he could understand, but when he took off his shoes, he found that Qiu Zitian's slippers couldn't be worn at all, and these slippers were a little too small! Bing Mo's feet were already a little big, and it was impossible to wear them at all, so he could only shake his head helplessly and said: "Forget it, I'll be barefoot, don't wear shoes, I can't squeeze your shoes!"

"Then how can it be, it's so cold and a little dirty on this ground!" Qiu Zitian said with some embarrassment, because she had never had a man in her own home, so she had never prepared slippers for men to wear.

Bing Mo immediately waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm a big man, I'm still afraid of this little thing! Besides, Sister Zitian, your home is so clean, where will it be dirty? I'm afraid that because I came in, it will really get dirty." ”

Saying that, Bing Mo smiled and immediately went to the kitchen with a few big bags, seeing this, Qiu Zitian couldn't say anything more, so she had no choice but to go back to her room first, put on a loose home casual clothes, and then put on an apron, and came to the kitchen to help Bing Mo.

At this moment, Qiu Zi leaned, a seat of long hair looked a little messy behind him, and a large apron on his chest looked like a little woman at home.

After Bing Mo cleaned up those things, she began to cut the vegetables, this feeling made Qiu Zitian like this strong sense of warmth, in the past so many years, she no longer remembered, how long has it been in her home, and no more men have come in, at this moment Bing Mo's arrival has made her home start to become lively again, and there is a family atmosphere.

This lonely man and widow, in the same kitchen, one is picking rice and choosing vegetables, the other is cutting vegetables and cooking, and the one who gets along is a happy one, if you don't know, I'm afraid you will think that Bing Mo and Qiu Zi are a very harmonious and loving couple.

Twenty minutes later, six or seven dishes were served, although Bing Mo's skills could not be compared to those chefs of top five-star hotels, but he was much stronger than some ordinary people, and he put all the meals on the table at once. At this time, Qiu Zitian took out a bottle of red wine that she had treasured for a long time, and she planned to have a good drink with Bing Mo, the man who made her heart move, today.

One person and a half glass of wine, touching each other lightly, Qiu Zitian immediately smiled slightly, a hint of blush appeared on his cheeks, and said, "Bingmo, thank you very much!"

"Sister Zitian, don't say that, what I promised you at the beginning must be fulfilled. Picking up the wine glass, taking a sip gently, Bing Mo gently shook the red wine in the wine glass, picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks, put it on Qiu Zitian's plate, and continued: "Come, Sister Zitian, try my craftsmanship and see if it suits your taste?"

Nodding slightly, Qiu Zitian immediately picked up the piece of meat and put it in his mouth, chewed it gently, and said with a smile: "I really didn't expect that you guy still has two hands, these dishes not only smell fragrant, but also taste even more fragrant!"

"As long as you like it, Sister Zitian!" As he spoke, Bing Mo sandwiched a few dishes again and continued to put them on Qiu Zitian's plate.

"Bing Mo, you are so good at cooking, I want to ask you for advice, how to make the food particularly delicious? When I was at home, I often cooked, but my daughter didn't know what was going on, she just didn't like to eat the food I cooked, maybe it was because the food I made was not delicious enough!" Qiu Zitian's eyes immediately flashed a touch of sadness, and he looked at Bing Mo with some bitterness and smiled slightly.

Bing Mo nodded slightly, then picked up the wine glass, gestured with his eyes, took a sip, and then said, "Sister Zitian, I don't know if you have ever watched a very classic movie, its name is "God of Food"?"

"Of course, of course I've seen it, this movie is played by Stephen Chow, what's wrong?" Qiu Zitian also took a sip of wine, and then replied.

"That's right, he played it! It was said in the whole movie that cooking doesn't have any skills, as long as you put your heart and heart into the dishes, it can be called a good dish!" Bing Mo smiled slightly and told Qiu Zitian to say.