Situ Qinglang rolled up his sleeves, grabbed the yellow eel that was about to be in trouble, took the knife handed by the sweetheart with his right hand, and the knife fell in his hand, and the yellow eel was separated from his body.

This scene is too bloody! Poor little yellow eel!

Sweetheart pouted and complained, "Can't you be gentle with it and kill it with less cruel means?"

"How else can you be gentle, tell a cold joke and freeze it to death?" Situ Qinglang flicked her head, "Hurry up and cook, what do you want to do so much." ”

Sweetheart stuck out her tongue, intending to silently recite a great compassion mantra to the yellow eel on the board to overtake it.

Rao is her hands and feet are nimble, but a sumptuous dinner still took more than two hours, and it was eight o'clock, and the sweetheart shouted outside: "It's done." ”

Situ Qinglang did not respond.

Sweetheart popped out of the kitchen and saw him frowning at his phone, not hearing what he said.

Sweetheart remembered the phone call again, she had forgotten the stubble, but seeing Situ Qinglang so serious, she felt a little uncomfortable, or rather, a little jealous.

Who is that person?

Does she live with Qing Lang?

Qinglang has to eat with her every day?

The more the sweetheart thought about it, the more she broke down, and she didn't know that in fact, Situ Qinglang was just reading the text messages sent by his sister, Qingqing just told him what happened at home, so that he had better take it easy when he came back at night, He Jing cried.

What are you crying about?

Situ Qinglang only felt that He Jing didn't seem to smile much when he was with him, and most of the time he had an aggrieved face.

He thought for a moment and replied, "Got it." ”

"If you don't want to come back, I can make up an excuse for you, I wish you a happy tonight (⊙o⊙)!"

Situ Qinglang put away his mobile phone with a smile and looked up, only to find his sweetheart standing in front of him.

"What are you doing?" he frowned, feeling a little weak in his heart, worried that Qingqing's text message would be seen by his sweetheart.

"What are you doing?" Sweetheart was aggrieved, "I called you to eat, didn't you hear?"

Situ Qinglang stood up and propped up the table in front of him without saying a word, and when Sweetheart saw that he didn't have the slightest need to explain, she couldn't help but want to stick her head in the soil like a deflated ball.

Forget it, he doesn't want to say it, forget it.

She served the food, filled the rice, moved a small stool and sat next to it, and began to eat.

Situ Qinglang picked up a chicken thigh and put it in her bowl: "Eat it." ”

He's always like this, the occasional little concern can move the sweetheart, but the touching is not only the greater grievance, the sweetheart wants to know what happened, if he has some secrets to hide from himself.

She sniffled, feeling like crying.

Situ Qinglang put down the dishes and chopsticks and asked, "What's wrong, unhappy?"

"No ......" the sweetheart didn't want to say, and lowered her head and was busy chopping rice.

Situ Qinglang thought for a while and said: "Sweetheart, you seem to be different from before, you dared to say anything before, but now you are always looking ahead and backward, what are you afraid of?"

"I ......," Sweetheart bit her lower lip, "nothing. ”

"Are you afraid of me?" Situ Qinglang asked, "Afraid that I will scold you?" ”

When Sweetheart heard this, he sighed in his heart - what does it mean that he is not as cute as before? Is this what he means by starting to hate himself?

No wonder...... He would go home to eat with others, no wonder he was always absent-minded in front of himself, it must be because he was ...... Got someone else, right?

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