Lan Ling lifted the lid with a proud face, picked up a spoon and gently scooped a spoonful of pumpkin porridge and put it to Gu Yunli's mouth.

"Would you like to try it?"

Gu Yunli couldn't help drooling just by smelling the taste, if he could taste it, he would naturally be very happy, he was just about to open his mouth with anticipation, and a cold voice came from behind him.

"Grandma called you!"

Gu Yunting's voice interrupted the two, and Lan Ling unconsciously shivered nervously when she heard Gu Yunting's voice, and accidentally spilled the porridge in the spoon.

Gu Yunli asked worriedly, "Ling'er, are you okay?" ”

Lan Ling shook her head, turned her head and fell on Gu Yunting's body on the side, as soon as she saw Gu Yunting's face of the 10,000-year-old iceberg, she unconsciously put away her smile, and she was angry when she remembered the rude words he said just now, she pouted like an angry child, and immediately turned around and continued to cook.

Gu Yunli glanced at Gu Yunting and was silent, turned around and walked out of the kitchen to grandma's room.

Gu Yunting leaned against the wall, clasped his arms with both hands, his eyes locked on Lan Ling, who was busy eating, thinking of Lan Ling and Gu Yunli talking and laughing just now, his heart was bored.

Domineering said: "Let me try it!" ”

Gu Yunting's words made Lan Ling, who was mechanically stirring the porridge, stop moving, and for a moment, she continued to stir as if she hadn't heard, as if Gu Yunting didn't exist.

Gu Yunting saw that Lan Ling ignored him, he stepped forward and said coldly: "I know grandma's taste best, so it's better for me to taste it." ”

Lan Ling still didn't pay attention to Gu Yunting, but turned around and picked up the kitchen knife to skillfully cut the cucumber, the sharp kitchen knife chopped on the hard cutting board and made a clanging sound, one by one piercing, as if trying her best to vent her dissatisfaction, and soon, a cucumber was evenly cut into pieces, and she threw the kitchen knife on the cutting board.

"Please take care of yourself!"

Gu Yunting felt unhappy for a while, she was talking and laughing at Gu Yunli just now, how could she treat him coldly!

"Feed me!"

Lan Ling couldn't believe her ears when she heard this, she turned her head to look at Gu Yunting questioningly.

"What?"

Gu Yunting coughed pretending to be and said, "Hey me!" It's like you just fed him! "Say it! Gu Yunting immediately avoided Lan Ling's scorching gaze with a weak heart.

Lan Ling didn't dare to ask confidently, "Shall I feed you?" ”

He excused himself and said, "Yes! I...... It's also for grandma, in case it's not delicious, grandma will be unhappy! ”

Lan Ling glanced at Gu Yunting, he looked so handsome, why was his character so bad!

"Try it! Why do you want me to feed it? ”

Lan Ling's words made Gu Yunting speechless, and when people are unreasonable, they usually raise the decibel to hide their weakness.

"Feed me! Hurry up! Otherwise, I'll tell your parents that you're living alone outside......"

Before Gu Yunting finished speaking, Lan Ling immediately reached out to cover Gu Yunting's mouth, and a slight and soft little hand suddenly sent an electric current, which immediately stimulated every cell in his body, he was slightly stunned, his deep eyes stared at Lan Ling's delicate little face, and he only felt his heart beat faster.

"You ......"

Gu Yunting came back to his senses when he heard this, he immediately took a step back in a panic, his mouth dodged Lan Ling's little hand, straightened his clothes, and calmed his panicked heart.

The atmosphere in the kitchen suddenly became a little ambiguous and a little embarrassing, and Lan Ling immediately withdrew his hand with a blushing face.

She picked up a spoon in a panic and scooped a spoonful of pumpkin porridge to Gu Yunting's mouth, and turned her face away shyly.

"Give!"

Gu Yunting's heart was full of joy, the corners of his mouth rose to reveal a smile, he put his mouth to the spoon and tasted it, it was soft and soft, full of fragrance, with a hint of sweetness, and his heart unconsciously sweetened.

"Yes, yes!"

Lan Ling lowered his eyebrows and chuckled, did he approve of this? Does he like the porridge I make?

Lan Ling said softly: "Oh! ”

Gu Yunting turned around and left the kitchen with a smile like a clear breeze.