"It's okay...... Slept all day and was a little hungry. ”

Monan Jue stopped talking, but concentrated on cooking.

Tong Ran stood on the side and watched, "When did you learn to cook?"

The man lowered his head to chop vegetables, and his side face was curled by the light, "Born to be." ”

How is it possible to "......?!"

Mo Nanjue suddenly stopped the movement in his hand and turned his head to look at her, "Tong Ran, as a woman, don't you know how to cook?"

"How is that possible!" she retorted, "Of course I would...... "but not as skilled as him...... I didn't expect his skills to be quite good.

"Will you?" the man narrowed his eyes dangerously, "who have you made it for?"

"......" Is he bothering with Brother Luo's problem again?

Tong Ran pursed his lips and didn't speak. Who has she cooked for, so she doesn't need to explain, right?

Mo Nanjue completely put down the kitchen knife in his hand, he put his hands around his chest, leaned against the edge of the cupboard, "Say, who?"

"......" really started again. She hesitated, "Nobody, it's just done it at home before." ”

"Whose home?"

"Of course it's my home......"

"Really?"

She was bowing her head and not saying a word, and there was a sizzling sound in the pot where the vegetables were stir-frying, Tong Ran was stunned, and hurriedly pushed his shoulder and pointed to the side, "The dish is ready...... Hurry up ......"

If you don't put it up, it's going to burn!

Pity a pot of fragrant minced meat and eggplant......

The man ignored her, still staring at her, "Who the hell is it?"

It's really going to burn!

Tong Ran's eyes widened, but the man didn't even look back, raised his right hand to hold the handle of the pot accurately, flipped his wrist, and poured the dishes in the pot into the white porcelain plate on the side.

A series of actions in one go.

Call......

Tong Ran held her hand on the table, and she raised her hand to gently run it down her chest, thinking that he was going to let the dish burn and explode......

……

Tong Ran was already hungry when he smelled the fragrance, and now sitting at the dining table, he looked at the big table of dishes in front of him with round eyes.

Minced meat, eggplant, asparagus stir-fried meat, steamed fish, egg custard, cold fungus......

All light series.

It's all home-cooked food from ordinary people's homes.

Coincidentally, it was all her favorite dishes.

She secretly glanced at Monanjue, picked up the chopsticks and wanted to clip them.

The next moment, her wrist was clamped by a large hand again, and the man looked at her, "Have you washed your hands?"

"......" was not washed.

", wash. "Does this woman know what unhygienic is?

Wash and wash!

Tong Ran went to wash his hands and came back, and couldn't wait to pick up a chopstick eggplant and put it in his mouth.

This taste......

She looked at Mo Nanjue in disbelief, this man actually cooks home-cooked food...... Well done?!

It was almost the same as the taste of her mother in her memory.

The last time she ate the pasta he made, she thought he was just doing Western food well, but she didn't expect him to even be able to cook such an ordinary dish.

"What are you doing with your eyes wide open looking at me?" Mo Nanjue smiled at the corner of his mouth, suddenly smiled evilly, and raised his eyebrows, "Tong Ran, aren't you moved by me...... Fall in love with me?"

......: "Can this man be a little more narcissistic?"

He thought she would fall in love with him if he made a table of dishes for her to eat?!

Tong Ran looked him squarely in the eye, "I won't fall in love with you." ”

Not now, and not later, even more.

"You will. ”

"I won't. ”

"I'll let you will. Mo Nanjue confidently hooked his thin lips, "I am very confident in this, I will definitely make you fall in love, and I will love you very deeply." ”

"Really?" Tong Ran took care of his own dishes, with a disapproving expression, "Even if you force me to fall in love, I will be strangled in the cradle, so it is absolutely impossible to be deep." ”

The man grimaced, "You say it again?"

"I'm not going to fall in love with you, it's a matter of words. ”

"You will!" the man snapped and put the cup on the table, squinting his eyes and looking at her dangerously, "Tong Ran, do you dare to say that I won't say again?"

"Okay," she said just to deal with him, "I won't." ”

"Tong Dye!"

"What are you telling me to say......?"

Mo Nanjue's handsome face was almost darker than the sky, "Then you said you would." ”