Hua Weirong was a little surprised, "You also know Jing Rong?" ”

"Of course." The man was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "My name is Yin Han, the next time you see him, remember to say hello to me." However, this tea set doesn't need to be given to him anymore. ”

"For what?"

"Because I've already given him a set."

"Oh."

"I've poured the brewed coffee into the pot, and you can drink it yourself. I went ahead and went for supper, not in a hurry, and it was fine soon. Yin Han smiled, put down the pot in his hand, and turned around and went to the kitchen again.

Hua Weirong's gaze fell on a sofa not far away.

The one she was sitting on was a fabric sofa, and it should be filled with sponge, but the sponge shouldn't be so soft.

The sofa not far from the opposite side is a leather sofa.

The coffee-colored leather sofa looks very charming.

Hua Weirong walked over, reached out and gently stroked the leather of the sofa......

I can't tell what kind of leather it is, but it's certainly not cheap artificial leather, the leather is very delicate, soft, smooth, and has a very perfect touch. It's like touching a girl's face......

The smell of fried oil is already coming from the kitchen, and putting some cumin on the fried food is very, very fragrant.

Hua Weirong walked to the door of the kitchen, smiled and said to Yin Han, who was working, "I'm sorry, I'm a vegetarian." I forgot to say it just now. ”

Yin Han's hand immediately paused, "Really?" ”

"When I was a child, my mother died early. Someone deliberately didn't give me anything to fry meat, including the oil for stir-frying. I ate it for a long time, so much so that I ...... After that, I couldn't get meat at all. Even if I smell it, I want to vomit. ”

As he spoke, his face turned pale, and his throat rolled, as if he was trying to hold back, and was about to vomit out.

Yin Han's pupils dilated slightly, as if he had seen something of interest, "Who did this to you?" Your stepmother? ”

The painting nodded slightly.

An eerie smile appeared on Yin Han's face.

"Since I don't want to eat it, forget it, I'll pack it up and put it in the refrigerator, and take it out tomorrow to give it to others. If you are a vegetarian...... Then I can just cook some noodles for you, okay? ”

"Thank you."

"Can you eat eggs?"

"Yes."

"Then tomato and egg noodles."

"Okay."

Canola oil, eggs, stir-fry and add tomatoes, then add a little sugar and salt.

Stir-fry until almost done, put boiling water and cook over high heat, then add the noodles......

Soon, two bowls of tomato egg noodles were cooked.

"What kind of chopsticks do you like to use?" Yin Han took two pairs of different chopsticks to show the painting, one pair is bamboo chopsticks, the other is porcelain white, and I don't know if the material is plastic or ivory.

"Bamboo chopsticks." She didn't hesitate.

"Okay."

The steaming tomato and egg noodles have a delicious and fragrant soup, and they are very appetizing at first glance.

Hua Weirong was not polite, and quickly finished eating a bowl of noodles.

Yin Han eats very slowly, but he is also very happy to see the painting and eat, and he is also very happy, and he has the joy of being recognized for his cooking skills.

"And what about your stepmother now?"

Hua Weirong wiped his mouth and chuckled, "Where do you have to wait until now?" When I was a child, I couldn't eat enough all day and was constantly stimulated, and my temper became worse and worse. Once, when I accidentally learned the truth about my mother's death, I went crazy, punched and kicked my stepmother, and took a knife to kill someone...... Hehe, so, soon the rumor that I was a madman spread all over relatives, friends, and even outsiders. Then, under the banner of treating my heart loss and madness, my stepmother didn't know where to find a physiognomy to show me, and then I came to the conclusion that I was born with a lonely star personality of overcoming my father and mother. So, I was discarded, discarded like garbage. ”

When he said these words, he always had a smile on his face.

The tone is not half bitter and hateful, only a very indifferent lightness, as if being abandoned, it is a very relaxing thing.

Yin Han's eyes showed a touch of sympathy, as well as ...... Freemasonry.

He put down his chopsticks and sighed, "I can't imagine that your background is so miserable." ”

Hua Weirong didn't say anything, just looked at Yin Han lightly.

He paused, then added, "I'm just like you. When I was a child, because my mother bumped into my father's cheating, she was killed by my father during a quarrel! No one got justice for her, because everyone outside was told that she had committed suicide. My father married that woman, and that woman tortured me while my father was not at home......"

Speaking of this, Yin Han's eyes showed a fierce look, "All the sluts in the world should die!" ”

His voice was eerie, like a deadly sound from hell.

Hua Weirong slowly narrowed his eyes, "Do all the cheap women deserve to die, or do all the women deserve to die?" ”

Yin Han looked at her indifferently, "What do you mean?" ”

"Aren't you going to kill me?"

In an instant, the atmosphere in the room froze, and Yin Han's whole person became vigilant.

"You see that?" Yin Han's voice was low.

Hua Weirong's gaze was indifferent, "Hmm." You have to have medicine in your meal, right? ”

"Zhilu said, I drugged you, do you still take it?" Yin Han was confused.

Hua Weirong sighed, "I think, you probably don't want to kill me, otherwise, the amount of drug in the meal will not be so shallow." I'm a little drowsy right now, but I think with my willpower, I can resist not falling asleep. But if you were to kill me, I wouldn't be able to resist! ”

After speaking, Hua Weirong leaned against the back of the sofa, as if he couldn't lift up a little energy.

Yin Han leaned over and a bright smile appeared on his face, "Yes, I won't kill you." ”