Lin Piaopiao asked hesitantly, "You, can you cook?"

He Fang asked her rhetorically: "Don't you know?" It seems that being able to cook is as natural as going to school.

Lin Piaopiao snorted, his heart was empty, he twisted, and finally admitted: "I won't." ”

She has seen things in the past ten years, and her ten fingers have never touched the spring water.

He Fang chuckled, and there was a shallow doting gentleness in his eyes: "It's okay, it's enough to have one person." ”

Then he asked if he could see Lin Piaopiao's refrigerator and whether he could use her stove, how could Lin Piaopiao dare to say no, "You can use it as you like, you can do whatever you want." ”

He Fang opened the refrigerator and took two eggs, a loofah, a few coriander, and a little soybean oil.

Before cooking, He Fang glanced at Lin Piaopiao, and then gestured to the apron hanging behind the kitchen door of Lin Piaopiao's house - "My hands are wet, you wrap them around me, otherwise it will be stained with oil stars." ”

Everyone has cooked for you, so Lin Piaopiao naturally has no reason not to help with such a small favor.

Lin Piaopiao was holding the apron, He Fang was standing with his back to her, Lin Piaopiao put the apron on He Fang from the front, and she could vaguely feel He Fang's waist...... Firm and hard, completely different from girls......

Her face was a little red unconsciously, Lin Piaopiao thought about quickly tying the apron, she quickly grabbed the tie, and was ready to tie it and run, this narrow kitchen made the atmosphere a little different.

He Fang, who was facing away from Lin Piaopiao, suddenly turned around and gently circled Lin Piaopiao.

Lin Piaopiao also held a belt in one hand, and was wrapped tightly in He Fang's arms.

She only felt that her eyes were full of stars, and she really doubted that the target of her strategy was a hooligan!

"What are you doing!" Lin Piaopiao wanted to push He Fang away, but the straps and aprons in her hands locked her and He Fang, and she didn't throw away the apron for a while.

"Reward. He Fang said thoughtlessly.

Lin Piaopiao raised her head suspiciously, and her hair brushed over He, "What do you mean?"

He Fang lowered his head, and his eyes were taken for granted: "I'll cook for you, can't I ask for a reward?"

This guy ...... Lin Piaopiao gritted her teeth with hatred, and she didn't ask him to cook! And is he so careful! If he does something, he will be rewarded? Also, why is this reward taking advantage of her?

Lin Piaopiao finally had a little immunity to He Fang, and she retorted sharply: "Then you still have to eat my meal!"

He Fang shook his head and looked serious: "I haven't eaten your family's meal yet, so I don't owe you, I owe you when I eat, and I will pay you back later." ”

Lin Piaopiao was speechless, sure enough, he couldn't play logic by himself and couldn't play such a good person in mathematics.

Finally, He Fang didn't make too many moves, quickly let go, and turned around again, Lin Piaopiao gritted his teeth and tied the apron for him.

Looking at He Fang, who wore his mother's ruffled apron, no matter how he looked at it, the painting style was very inconsistent, but this further highlighted He Fang's precious skills as a boy who could go down to the kitchen.

Lin Piaopiao watched the kitchen hood sound, and consciously ran away, afraid that he would stand in the way of Chef He.

After making the soup, He Fang saw that there were still vegetables in the refrigerator, probably addicted, and said to Lin Piaopiao in the kitchen: "I'll cook another dish for you, are you hungry, do you want to eat first?"

Lin Piaopiao was by the kitchen door, and her little head hurriedly flickered: "I'm not hungry, you, you don't have to do so much." ”

He put his head and didn't reply: "It'll be fine soon, bear with me." The tone was like coaxing a child.

Lin Piaopiao: ......

What kind of person is this guy underneath!

He Fang, who is skilled in cooking, quickly brought all the food, steaming hot, and it seemed to look better than the dishes that his mother usually cooked (maybe it was Lin Piaopiao's hallucination...... ）。

In order to look less useless, Lin Piaopiao put the dishes and chopsticks in place, and the two of them sat on the dining table solemnly, looking at each other.

He Fang looked at Lin Piaopiao: "You taste it." ”

Lin Piaopiao pinched a chopsticks and He Fang's fried dishes, his eyebrows raised in surprise, and He Fang looked for it, wanting to capture some clues about whether the food was delicious or not from Lin Piaopiao's expression.

Lin Piaopiao naturally couldn't give this guy a chance to be proud, it seemed that he was too useless, but He Fang not only knew how to cook, but also had superb cooking skills.

"What?" He Fang still couldn't help but ask.

Lin Piaopiao pretended to squint her eyes, "Make do, it's worse than what my mother did." ”

He Fang saw through Lin Piaopiao's disguise, and said quietly: "Then Auntie's cooking skills must be comparable to that of a five-star chef." ”

Lin Piaopiao almost choked himself to death with a mouthful of rice, can this guy be more shameless?

Lin Piaopiao's face looked disdainful, but the chopsticks under her hand did not stop, and she killed a large bowl of rice by herself, and when she thought of this was the first meal He Fang made for herself, she couldn't help but feel small pink bubbles in her heart, and she couldn't suppress it.

After the two finished eating, Lin Piaopiao consciously packed up the dishes and chopsticks and went to the kitchen - he was still quite conscientious, and after eating other people's food, he would wash the dishes by himself.

Before his hand reached into the sink, He Fang pulled Lin Piaopiao over.

"I'll come. He Fang glanced at Lin Piaopiao, as if he didn't believe that Lin Piaopiao could wash the dishes.

Lin Piaopiao felt greatly humiliated, although he didn't wash the dishes often, he didn't know anything about it, right?

He Fang looked at those soft and delicate little hands, he was really reluctant to let these beautiful little hands wash the dishes, anyway, he was used to it, and it didn't matter if he wrapped it in the future.

He Fang's hand had already reached into the pool and squeezed Lin Piaopiao aside.

After the two finished breakfast, Lin Piaopiao took his holiday homework and went to the city library with He Fang.

The city library is very high-end and comfortable, and it is full of people studying or working at the desk, Lin Piaopiao and He Fang sat in the sofa area, and suddenly felt that the learning environment was too high-end.

He Fang said softly: "Mathematics and physics test papers, finish writing in the morning, and I will correct you after writing." As he spoke, he also took out his math and physics papers.

He Fang never wrote the homework assigned by the teacher, but he suddenly changed this practice, and he not only began to remember what the homework was assigned every day, but also did it himself from beginning to end, although for him, those questions were so simple that he didn't need to waste time to do them.

Lin Piaopiao couldn't see He Fang writing the volume, He Fang's speed and fluency compared with himself, he had no self-confidence, and the more he wrote, the more he wanted to cry. 、

"Wait, I'll go over there and write, and when the time comes, you can collect the test papers. Lin Piaopiao ran to the wooden table not far away very unconfidently.

He Fang didn't think too much about it, and thought that Lin Piaopiao wanted to focus more on making rolls.

Lin Piaopiao looked at the scroll full of difficult problems, sighed deeply, and did it without a fight.