All of the things she made with her own hands were eaten by Jiang Yingchi
Quickly heated it up in the microwave.
Fried sole, Ning Qiluo ate a little when she was in the kitchen, and Jiang Yingchi pointed to the piece she ate and ate it.
He eats very seriously.
In Ning Qiluo's opinion, the food was very fragrant, and her index finger moved.
"You still said you weren't hungry, but you ate so well." Ning Qiluo put her hands on her cheeks, propped her elbows on the table, and just watched him eat.
Jiang Yingchi sandwiched a piece of steamed anchovies, carefully removed the thorns, and fed it to her mouth: "Taste it, it tastes good." ”
That's the chopsticks he's eaten.
Ning Qiluo is not disgusted, the two of them have kissed many times.
stared at it for a while, and was about to open his mouth, Jiang Yingchi withdrew his hand.
Ning Qiluo: "......"
"You're teasing me." She puffed out her cheeks and said.
Jiang Ying didn't tease her for a long time, but after seeing her puffing out her cheeks angrily, she acquiesced to teasing her, "I can't help but eat it first." ”
He changed her pair of chopsticks that had not been moved, re-clamped a piece of fish meat, removed the fish bones, and fed it to her mouth: "I won't tease you this time." ”
Ning Qiluo was skeptical.
He raised his hand and grabbed Jiang Yingchi's wrist, preventing him from having a chance to withdraw his hand and bite the piece of fish.
After chewing it, he said, "After heating it, it seems to taste better." ”
Jiang Yingchi raised her eyebrows, agreeing.
Ning Qiluo was very full, and she only ate a few chopsticks of fish meat and didn't move, holding her cheeks beside her, watching him eat.
In the end, Jiang Yingchi actually carried out a disc operation.
I finished steaming anchovies, pan-fried sole, and borscht.
Ning Qiluo saw again, why is there such a truth, it is good to listen to a man's words and believe half of them.
"You still said you weren't hungry, but you finished eating."
On the table was a plate with only fish bones left.
There was only a little bit of soup residue in the stew pot.
Jiang Yingchi picked up the napkin, wiped it elegantly, put it down and said, "It tastes very good, I can't help but finish it." ”
Ning Qiluo likes to listen to this: "Then I'll do it for you next time, I have a strong learning ability, what you want to eat, I will do it, and I will do well." ”
She saw that tonight's successful cooking skills had made her a little carried away, and she kept thinking about cooking for him again.
There was one sentence that she said very naturally.
"I'm going to cook lots and lots of food, and I'm going to wash your hands and make soup for you," she said. ”
Jiang Yingchi was about to get up and paused, looking sideways at Ning Qiluo.
Seeing her smiling like a flower, her face was full of yearning.
He got up slowly, looked down at the angle, and said two words: "No." ”
Ning Qiluo was shining brightly, and a basin of cold water was poured down.
She didn't know why Jiang Yingchi refused: "Didn't you say it tasted good?" ”
Suddenly it was a bit of a blow.
But then I heard Jiang Yingchi say: "I don't need you to wash my hands and make soup for me, never." ”
The blow is even bigger all at once!
What this means is that it must be a denial of her cooking skills.
She slowly stood up and replied in frustration: "Oh, okay. ”
When she left her seat, Jiang Yingchi grabbed her wrist, Ning Qiluo looked down, and then looked up at him.
His lips twitched, and he whispered to her, "It's me." It should be me washing your hands and making soup for you, not you doing it for me, I don't need you to do it. ”
Ning Qiluo was stunned.
Yes, is that what it means?
So what Jiang Yingchi said just now doesn't need to, it turns out that this is what it meant?
Ning Qiluo was about to say something: "I don't ......"