Sweetheart went to the kitchen to serve food lightly, she used to entertain friends when she was in high school, so she still had a few decent sets of cutlery.

"Are you going to use my bowl or my friend's bowl?"

"The bowl used by your ex-boyfriend?" Situ Qinglang didn't open which pot to mention.

Sweetheart popped out of the kitchen with her head crossed over and said dissatisfiedly, "Can't you fail to mention such a beautiful thing? ”

"Then use what you've used, who knows if your friend is sick or not. ”

The sweetheart is full of black lines, and this person seems to be more **** than when he was in military training.

She put out two bowls of porridge and a plate of green vegetables, Situ Qinglang went into the bathroom to wash his hands, and as soon as he opened the door, he found that he had to bend down to go in with his height.

This place can suffocate people to death, he thought to himself as he washed his hands.

The main dish was broccoli, which was extremely monotonous, and the sweetheart was embarrassed, standing aside and cautiously asking, "That...... There's a small shop downstairs that sells cooked food and steamed buns, why don't I go buy some and come back?"

"No, not too hungry. Situ Qinglang sat down on the stool.

Originally, the ghost wanted to come and see her, but it turned out that she actually ate here, Situ Qinglang was amused in his heart, and took a sip of the porridge she cooked, which tasted quite good.

He picked up the chopsticks and picked up the broccoli, put one in his mouth and tasted it, his face expressionless.

Sweetheart swallowed her saliva on the side and asked nervously, "That, isn't it delicious?"

"Make-do. Situ Qinglang replied lightly.

"Oh......" Sweetheart was a little disappointed, she thought she could get praise because she had always been confident in her cooking skills!

Situ Qinglang raised his eyebrows, didn't speak, and continued to eat.

Sweetheart didn't dare to speak, but since her grandmother died, she rarely came to the house, so this time one suddenly came, it was Situ Qinglang, she always couldn't hold back, and wanted to say something.

Situ Qinglang saw her expression of wanting to speak and stopped, his mind moved, he put down his chopsticks and asked, "What do you want to say?"

As soon as Sweetheart saw that he had put the chopsticks down, she quickly put them down, and said nervously, "Actually...... It's nothing, I don't know what to say, it's just a bit of a surprise. ”

"Then you say, I'll listen. Situ Qinglang picked up the chopsticks again.

Sweetheart breathed a sigh of relief, and also picked up the chopsticks, making herself feel like a guest!

"What are you doing here, are you here on a mission?"

"Why did you suddenly ignore me at the end of the last military training? Did I do something wrong?"

"That...... The clothes you bought for me fit well, and I actually ...... I've always wanted to find a chance to say thank you to you, but you're so cold, I don't dare to say it, for fear of making you angry......"

Situ Qinglang shook his hand on the chopsticks for a moment, and he asked, "Do you like those styles?" ”

"I like it!" Sweetheart nodded violently, "I've never worn such a good ****!"

"It's good to like it. Girls, dress nicely to yourself, especially ****. ”

Sweetheart was stunned, why would he say such a thing? He seemed to know a lot about girls...... He has a lot of emotional experience?

Has he bought **** for other girls before?

But what does he do for himself to buy **** for others?

Seeing that she suddenly stopped talking, Situ Qinglang could guess what she was thinking, so he asked, "Why didn't you make a sound?"

"If you don't speak, it's boring for me to ask alone......" She lowered her head in frustration.

Situ Qinglang suddenly thought that she had lived alone for so many years, and maybe the days when there was someone eating together opposite her were something she longed for, so she suddenly felt that she was very distressing.

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