Xiao Mo doesn't know how to cook.

However, he loves the steak made by Li Huaiyu, which is his favorite food.

I tried to do it, but I put too much soy sauce, the fire turned on, the beef was burnt, and the soy sauce was paste...

The corners of Li Huaiyu's mouth twitched, how did I provoke this guy?

There was no way, Li Huaiyu had to put down the book in his hand and said, "Order a takeout and make do with it." ”

Xiao Mo stubbornly refused: "I don't eat junk food." ”

Li Huaiyu: ... Come on! Lao Tzu is planted in your hands!

Li Huaiyu got up from the sofa, kicked the iron pot that was sleeping soundly at his feet, and walked towards the kitchen with elegant steps: "Go wash your hands and eat after a game." ”

Xiao Mo really went to wash his hands.

The three chefs of the WD team: Silence is good at Chinese food, Li Huaiyu is good at Western food, and Lu Zuoyu is good at it.

As a god of Western food, Li Huaiyu quickly cleaned up the messy kitchen, cleaned the beef, and cooked vegetable porridge.

Twenty minutes later, the steak and white porridge are placed on the table.

The white dog in the iron pot wagged his tail excitedly, wanting to lie on the table and eat two bites, but was forced back by Xiao Mo's cold eyes, poor iron pot, really afraid of this young man named Xiao Mo.

Boom, the one named Xiao Mo has a terrible look in his eyes, as if he is ready to make dog meat hot pot at any time...

At the dining table, Li Huaiyu cut the steak elegantly, and his tone was arrogant: "I have time to learn to cook." ”

Xiao Mo: "It's none of your business. ”

Li Huaiyu raised his eyebrows: "It's impossible for me to cook for you for a lifetime, learn more by yourself, and you won't starve to death in the future." ”

Xiao Mo: "I'm rich, not as poor as you." ”

In a word, it pierces the heart.

Li Huaiyu: ... I had a brain convulsion before I cooked for him!

The two finished their meal in silence.

Xiao Mo was very conscious this time, cleaned up the dishes, and took the initiative to wash the dishes in the kitchen.

"You wash the dishes?" Li Huaiyu suspected that he had read it wrong.

Xiao Mo's face was expressionless: "Nonsense." ”

Although Xiao Mo's posture of washing dishes was very awkward, and there was foam on his body, and he accidentally broke the plate when washing the dishes, for the sake of Xiao Mo's conscious washing of dishes, Li Huaiyu forgave him for his arrogant behavior.

The two of them got along very harmoniously for several days.

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At the same time, another city.

The Spring Festival is full of bright red lanterns on the city's trees.

In the small courtyard room, Chu's father looked through the New Year's calendar, circled the day of Chinese New Year's Eve with a red pen, and said to his wife next to him with a smile: "Our Xiaoxi is going to be a year older again, should we go to the temple to make incense on Chinese New Year's Eve?" ”

Mother Chu thought for a while and nodded: "Yes, old man, which temple do you think is good?" ”

Father Chu touched his chin and thought for a while: "Gusu Hanshan Temple, I heard that the Bodhisattva there is very spiritual, let's take the high-speed train to go over for three hours." ”

Mother Chu: "Okay, I'll talk to Xiaoxi - by the way, where did this girl go?" As soon as I came back, I didn't see anyone all day. ”

Chu Xiaoxi has just come back for two days, and she doesn't stay at home every day, and often runs out.

She seemed to be in a good mood, showing no signs of sullenness at all.

Chu Xiaoxi even took the initiative to ask Chu's father, where to find a suitable blind date?

Father Chu shrugged: "I went to play with Xiaoye next door." I'll just say, Ye Shen is a good child, much better than that Lu Zuoyu! This Lu Zuoyu has ignored our baby daughter for a whole year! I think it's angry! Don't let me see him! ”