Although the diving bird did not expect her to actually make it for him, it turned out to surprise him, not for her, but for her.

A tomato scrambled egg almost didn't burn his pot, and while he was sitting in his room, he suddenly smelled a burning smell wafting from the kitchen, and then he heard Leng Qinghe screaming in a panic.

He jumped up and rushed to the kitchen to see that the eggs were already charred and sticking to the bottom of the pot, and black smoke was starting to emit, and the whole kitchen was covered with water stains, garbage, dishes and basins everywhere, and oil spilled on the stove.

The diving bird quickly turned off the fire, then threw the pot into the sink, let go of the faucet, and doused the eggs that were about to burn.

Then he looked at Leng Qinghe speechlessly and said, "Are you trying to burn me here?" ”

Leng Qinghe looked at him, speechless, and watched him clean up the pot, then took out the eggs from the refrigerator again and began to beat them. He was skillful, not at all as busy as hers, and he couldn't help but see his mind. Curiously asked, "Do you know how to cook?" ”

The diving bird gave her a blank look and said, "Of course, otherwise you will starve to death?" ”

"Looks like you're pretty good at cooking?"

"I live alone after graduating from college and can't cook, who will cook for me?"

Heat the pan with cold oil, put the eggs in the pan, and when they are still tender, they have been served out of the pan, and then the tomatoes are stir-fried. In the blink of an eye, a pot of fragrant tomato eggs was already red and bright yellow in front of her.

"I didn't expect you to be able to cook." Leng Qinghe sighed and admired.

"There's so much more you didn't expect."

"Really? What else? ”

As soon as she spoke, the diving bird had cleaned up all the mess she had left behind, made a few small dishes, and then looked at her and said, "Let's eat." ”

Since that meal, Leng Qinghe feels that he likes diving birds even more, and he is simply fascinated by it. From time to time, I would recall the scene of cooking at that time, and how free and easy his every move was. And when eating, he always bowed his head silently to eat, rarely spoke, and he also took the initiative to give her the food, and after eating, he looked at himself like that. At the time, she thought it was the happiest thing in the world.

The look in his eyes showed that he liked himself too. That's right! It's just that he likes it, but he doesn't want to admit that he's more introverted than himself.

Once when talking to Du Ou, I accidentally asked about cooking, and Du Ou said, "What are you cooking for?" Buying and eating outside? ”

When Leng Qinghe heard this, he looked a little contemptuous, and said in a contemptuous tone: "Teacher Ying is very good at cooking." ”

Du Ou's eyes immediately widened, stared at her for a while, and then suddenly said meaningfully: "You have already eaten the food he cooked?" Isn't it easy? ”

"Nope. He said it himself. Leng Qinghe realized that he had leaked his mouth, and he wanted to cover it up, but Du Ou is a crystal-hearted person, how can you let you want to cover it up?

"Well, what else to hide in front of me? What is the relationship between the two of you, you can deceive others, but you can't deceive me. By the way, do you have that—" That's what he's more interested in.

"What?" Leng Qinghe didn't quite understand what he was asking.

Du Ou smiled and said, "That's it-" He suddenly made a very ambiguous expression. Leng Qinghe suddenly understood what he was referring to, and suddenly his cheeks turned red and became shy.

"You're such a bad guy, talking nonsense. I haven't been to his house. ”

Du Ou laughed, then approached her, lowered his voice with bad intentions and said, "It turns out that you have been to his house." Don't pretend to be innocent. With a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth, he walked away.

Leng Qinghe was stunned, she didn't expect him to think about that kind of place. I really shouldn't say anything to him, who is Du Ou, don't I know? It's like slapping yourself in the face. For a moment she became annoyed, and all the people in the office who looked at her seemed to have strange eyes, and they were awkward all day.

When the diving bird came out of the office in the evening, she saw her cheeks, which had been crimson, and looked strange, not as lively as before, and she was deeply surprised, and said, "What is wrong with you today?" ”

"Nothing."

"Shall you go?"

"Let's go."

Although the relationship between Leng Qinghe and the diving bird has not developed to that point, in Du Ou's heart, it is a fact that has been completely confirmed. He was a little jealous, a little annoyed, and naturally he hated it even more when he saw the diving birds. An evil thought slowly rose in his heart, and he felt that the diving birds in the whole office dominated him the most.

Both of them were sent from the Demon Capital, and each was in charge of a department. The diving bird is the same age as himself, and his appearance is comparable, but he seems to be more feminine in the whole group of women in the office, and those young and new college students are always calling "Teacher Ying, Teacher Ying" in front of and behind him, and that kind of sweetness simply makes him angry.

And when they talk secretly in private, they can often hear what Teacher Ying says, and that kind of favor and admiration is overflowing with words. Of course, he could see that his coldness and demure fascinated these stupid girls.

And himself, he has always wanted to find a girlfriend here to comfort the loneliness, but few girls in the office are willing to be intimate with him, and it seems that he is hiding from something. Talking to yourself, even the smile is so stiff and far-fetched.

Now he feels like he's really a single dog in this backwooded place. Every day when I come home, I have an empty bed and a lonely pillow, and I survive the long night. Because she has rarely had contact with her girlfriend here in the magic capital for a long time, she seems to be getting more and more cold to herself. I wanted to ask her out for the Chinese New Year this year, but I never thought that she actually went to Japan, saying that she was going to Japan to study for a year.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Returned to his desk, sat in front of the computer desk, and thought about it for a long time, what happened last time made him very unhappy, and now he saw him snatch Leng Qinghe, and he didn't know what to do.

Du Ou didn't like Leng Qinghe much, but he wanted to flirt with her when he was bored, but seeing that they slowly and really came together, he couldn't help but feel jealous, and felt that he couldn't let the bastard of the diving bird occupy the good thing.

He looked at the diving bird's office from afar, and a complicated smile flashed at the corner of his mouth......