Putting down the haode pork liver soup in his hand, and seeing Luo Xiaoqian standing outside the kitchen door in a daze, Leng Zimo became angry again.

"What are you doing there, waiting for me to feed you?"

I don't have much time, and I'm going to take her to buy clothes in a while, this girl is still in the mood to be in a daze there?!

"It's coming!"

Luo Xiaoqian came back to her senses, walked to the table and sat down, raised her hand and pinched the spoon in the soup, took a spoonful of soup and put it in her mouth.

"Hey!"

Before she could bring the soup to her mouth, Leng Zimo had already roared again.

Raising her face, Luo Xiaoqian looked at him with a confused expression.

What's wrong with her, didn't he let her eat?

"Hot!"

Leng Zimo glanced at her, frowned and sat on the chair opposite her, picking up his coffee.

On the other side, Luo Xiaoqian didn't respond, just lowered her face, gently blew the soup in the spoon and sent it to her mouth.

The soup had just been hot, and it was naturally hot, and she was still not eating fast while blowing.

Glancing at the watch, and then looking at her slow movements, Leng Zimo put down the coffee cup in his hand, turned around and took an empty bowl, and filled another bowl of soup, and then brought it to his mouth, sniffing the smell of pork liver wafting in the air, he just frowned in disgust.

He never ate these things like internal organs, and what he hated most was the fishy smell of liver.

Still, he endured the disgust in his heart, turned the soup in the bowl with a spoon, blew it cold with his mouth, reached over, took her soup wrist from her hand, and placed the cold haode soup in his hand in front of her.

"Hurry up and eat!"

Luo Xiaoqian raised her face and noticed the gauze on his left hand, and she pursed her lips.

"Your hand, are you alright?"

Last night, I seemed to remember that his hands were full of blood, and I didn't even notice that he also had gauze on his hands just now, I don't know if Yan is serious, but he also has to play the piano, and his hands are as precious to him.

This girl has a bit of a conscience!

Leng Zimo retracted his left hand, "Don't talk nonsense, eat quickly, there is not much time left!" ”

Although it was still a commanding tone, the tone was unconsciously gentle.

I thought she really cared about him, but she just asked in passing!

With a sentence of disdain in her heart, Luo Xiaoqian buried her face and drank soup.

Temperature, just right.

"Eat the liver too!"

Seeing that she only drank soup and did not eat liver, he spoke again.

"I don't want to eat!"

Luo Xiaoqian whispered, she also doesn't like to eat offal, if it weren't for his obscenity, she wouldn't want to drink a sip.

Medicine is not as good as food, is this pork liver soup the best for blood supplementation?

Leng Zimo glared at her, "Eat them all!" ”

Helplessly, Luo Xiaoqian picked up a piece of liver and put it in her mouth, and her hand quietly touched a piece of paper, wanting to take the opportunity to spit it out, but as soon as she raised her face, she saw that his eyes were staring at her tightly, as if he had seen her thoughts.

She was busy lowering her eyes and swallowing the liver in her mouth.

It wasn't until she watched her finish the whole bowl of soup and pork liver that Leng Zimo stood up with satisfaction, took out a stack of materials from the paper bag on the cabinet and held it in his hand.

"Gone!"

Luo Xiaoqian was also relieved, there was still a lot of soup in the casserole, if this guy really wanted her to eat it all, she would rather choose to die.

As he walked out of the dining room to see him go to get the bag on the table, she went to the foyer to change her shoes.

Wearing sweatpants, it is natural to wear canvas shoes.

One hand could not tie her shoelaces, and when she saw him coming, she simply clumped the shoelaces into a ball and tucked them into the side of the shoe, and hurriedly stood up to give way to her position.