Jun Yiqing sneered coldly, and narrowed his dangerous eyes with disdain: "Go out." ”

Shen Dunian pursed his lips, he just cooked a meal, and he couldn't let people appreciate it, and he didn't steal his secret recipe.

Shrinking his head, Shen Dunian went back to the living room, lay down on the sofa in a comfortable position, charged the phone, and turned it on.

I played the game.

Half an hour later, I saw someone come out with a steaming meal and grunt up from the couch.

Like a little kid reincarnated by a hungry ghost, Shen Dunian slipped to the table when he turned to go back to the kitchen to serve other dishes, staring at the delicious food he had cooked with his own hands in amazement.

He hid it too deeply, and he thought that this was a master who was waiting for others to bring food to his mouth, and he was extremely picky.

Unexpectedly, the food made was not bad.

The faint fragrance swirled around the tip of Shen Dunian's nose, stimulating her stomach glands, and saliva was secreted.

Jun Yiqing came out with the soup, and saw Shen Dunian lying on the edge of the dining table staring at the dishes pitifully, looking hungry like wolves, jackals, tigers and leopards, she couldn't help but hook the corners of her lips, and said in a deep voice: "You can eat it." ”

Shen Dunian swallowed his saliva, watched him put the soup away, turned around and walked to the kitchen, blinked his pure eyes, and asked politely, "Can I help you?"

Jun Yiqing didn't reply: "No." ”

"Okay!" Shen Dunian waited for his words, sat down unceremoniously, scooped up the chopsticks and devoured them.

I have to say, the craftsmanship is not bad.

Jun Yiqing finished serving the simple three dishes and one soup, pulled out a chair and sat down opposite her, looking at her indecent but tempting food, and twisted her eyebrows slightly: "Slow down, it will be in your nose in a while." ”

Shen Dunian raised his head and glanced at him, in front of the food, he was no longer important.

Jun Yiqing was forced to stuff a few mouthfuls of food when she went home before, and now she has no appetite, so after looking at it for a while, Shen Wannian got up and went into the bathroom.

Shen Dunian glanced at him, isn't the food here delicious?

After a while, there was the sound of rushing water in the bathroom.

Shen Du read chopsticks.

He's not going to spend the night here today, is he? They're still working in the underground party, so open-minded, is it really good?

Twenty minutes later.

Jun Yiqing walked out of the bathroom around the nightgown that she had left here before.

Shen Dunian stood in front of the refrigerator door, holding a bottle of yogurt, and glanced at him.

Seeing that he was wearing a coquettish nightgown, his neckline was wide open, he felt an evil fire coming out of his throat, lowered his head and took two mouthfuls of yogurt, and asked lightly, "Don't you eat?"

"Not hungry. Jun Yiqing replied quietly.

Shen Dunian nodded, drank two more sips of milk, lifted his eyelids, and asked crampedly, "Not going home tonight?"

Jun Yiqing replied to the question: "Have you finished drinking?"

Shen Dunian subconsciously shook his head, and seeing that he seemed to be waiting for her, he nodded again: "I'm done." ”

"You go by yourself, or I'll hold you. His grim gaze swept over the bedroom.

Shen Dunian pursed her lips, moved towards the bedroom with small steps, and said softly, "I ...... Walk. ”

Back in the bedroom one after the other, Shen Dunian sat on the edge of the bed, raised his head to look at him, as if thinking of something, twisted his eyebrows and asked, "Mu Liang's matter, do you know what's going on?"

Jun Yiqing walked up to her, leaned over and lifted her small slender legs, and stuffed her back into the quilt.

Shen Dunian didn't feel sleepy, sat down on the pillow, and he sat beside her, reached out and hugged her in his arms, and responded in a deep voice: "Hmm." ”

Song Cangshu had already investigated the matter clearly while he was cooking.