Outside the door, Leng Zimo put one hand in his pocket and held a computer bag in the other, looking leisurely.

Do you want to be so lazy, knowing that you know the password, and you still want her to open the door?!

With a sneer, Luo Xiaoqian gently opened the door.

"You came back just in time, I've prepared all the cold dishes, it's almost time to boil the dumplings!" She tried to help him get his slippers.

Leng Zimo grabbed her arm, "I was in a meeting when I answered the phone." ”

"I'm sorry, I ...... I do not know! Luo Xiaoqian was busy daoqian.

"I'm not blaming you!" Leng Zimo looked at the panicked expression in her eyes, "I mean, it was inconvenient for me to speak at that time. ”

Yes!

Luo Xiaoqian was taken aback.

Then he meant to explain to her that his "one-word decision" at that time was because it was inconvenient to speak?!

"It's okay!" She laughed, "In the future, I won't call you casually again......"

"You can hit at any time!" Leng Zimo interrupted her.

Belch?

Luo Xiaoqian tasted the meaning of his words, and only felt that this man was a little strange today.

Finished!

He must have misunderstood the kiss she had been twitching at the time, thinking she had taken a liking to him.

"Cold ...... Zimo ......"

She hesitated to speak, trying to clarify that it was just a kiss and that it meant nothing, but the kettle in the kitchen was already screaming.

"Ah, the water is boiling!" She hurriedly ran to the kitchen, "You go to the shower and change your clothes first, and it should be just time to start the meal when you come down!" ”

Leng Zimo changed into slippers and walked in behind her, watching her pour water into the pot, "You're okay, right?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay, it's a little fun to cook dumplings!" Luo Xiaoqian raised her right hand wrapped in plastic wrap to him, "I've already taken protective measures!" ”

Music is her favorite, and she doesn't need to be reminded by him, and she will be more careful.

Looking at her skillful movements and making sure that there was no problem with one of her hands, Leng Zimo turned around and went upstairs.

Serve dumplings, cook dumplings, and plate them......

By the time Leng Zimo finished taking a shower and walked down in gray home clothes, Luo Xiaoqian had already put two plates of dumplings on the table.

She handed over the chopsticks, "Do you want something to drink, I bought beer and juice!" ”

"Juice."

He was impressed by her wines.

Luo Xiaoqian took out the juice from the refrigerator and helped him fill the cup, and Leng Zimo pulled away the chair next to him, "Sit here!" ”

She obediently moved her chopsticks and sat down next to him, picking up the juice cup with her left hand, and she brought it to him, "Xiexie!" ”

She had said enough about Xiexie today, and he didn't like her being so polite to him.

Leng Zimo held the cup, but did not touch her.

"In the future, don't say xiexie to me!"

Sure enough, he was a weirdo, and others were not happy to thank him.

"Yes!"

Luo Xiaoqian agreed, knocked the cup lightly on his cup, took a sip of juice, and went to carry the vinegar bottle on the table.

What do you think, Leng Zimo also reached out to get the vinegar, and the fingers of the two touched in the air, and their fingers were numb.

"You first!"

Luo Xiaoqian was busy retracting her palm.

Leng Zimo lifted the vinegar bottle, but poured a little into her dish before moving it to her side.

Luo Xiaoqian pinched the fork with her left hand and began to eat dumplings.

"I'm already preparing for the single, you just have to rest at home for a few days, and when your hands are completely healed, then report to the company!"

"It's not fun to be bored at home all the time, I thought, can you start work as soon as possible?" She asked cautiously.

Leng Zimo glanced at her little face, "It's okay!" ”