"Is that not it?" Song Ziyan was a little proud: "I've been practicing for a long time!" ”

Song Ziyan, who would float if he praised it, was happy when he heard Qi Moyue's heartfelt praise, so he happily cut a piece for Qi Moyue, and watched Qi Moyue cut it for him after eating.

"Eat more, eat more." Song Ziyan held his chin, his eyes blinking as he watched Qi Moyue eat the cake, and he looked at it seriously.

When Qi Moyue ate the third piece, he was a little bad.

Boys generally don't like sweets very much, he has grown so big, he has never eaten these desserts, but this time he ate it because it was made by Song Ziyan.

However, if you eat so much at one time, even if Song Ziyan makes it, you can't stand it.

"Why don't you do it first?" Qi Moyue put down the bare plate and said, "The cake is delicious, but we should also save some stomach for dinner, right?" ”

Song Ziyan tilted his head and pointed at himself, with doubts in his eyes: "Do you think I can cook?" ”

Qi Moyue shook his head very honestly.

"So, tonight's dinner is cake." Song Ziyan pouted, pointed to the cake and said, "I think I should be able to eat enough." ”

"Shall I do it?" Qi Moyue glanced at the cake, although it tasted really good, but when this rice was dry, the king of dry rice couldn't do it.

Song Ziyan looked at the remaining half of the cake, feeling a little pity, and there was a trace of reluctance in his eyes.

But when he thought that Qi Moyue was going to cook again, he suddenly felt that this cake was not important at all. 、

"Okay, then you cook, I'll clean up."

Song Ziyan pointed to the love props that she made bells and whistles but useless: "That's it, it took me a day to make me lonely." ”

"Hold it and go to the living room for dinner later."

"Alright, I'll watch you cook." Song Ziyan felt that if he didn't clean up, he wouldn't be able to find anything, and if he was playing on the side, he couldn't cultivate a relationship with Momo, so he still had to find something relaxing and promote the emotional warming of the two.

So, Song Ziyan, who painted a gourd, copied his homework without changing it, and directly followed the routine in the novel to implement his own plan.

The first step is to stare at Qi Moyue affectionately with charming eyes, there is a good sentence, the feelings are all visible.

Qi Moyue can naturally guess the little Jiujiu in Song Ziyan's heart, but the best way to move a straight woman is to be straighter than a straight girl, until the straight girl herself feels embarrassed, and the goal is achieved.

Therefore, Song Ziyan, who had been staring at Qi Moyue for a long time, coughed lightly after getting no results, attracting Qi Moyue's attention.

Qi Moyue, who was chopping vegetables, turned around, and his eyes showed unconcealed concern: "Is it a cold?" ”

Song Ziyan, who sniffed and felt a little embarrassed, blinked his eyes deliberately, and said in a disgusting tone: "No, I just choked on saliva." ”

"Are your throat and eyes okay?" Qi Moyue, who forcibly held back his laughter, pretended to be serious: "I feel that your eyes and throat don't seem to be very comfortable." ”

After that, he also pointed to the direct drinking machine next to him and said, "Do you want to take some water to drink?" If you're really unwell, go to the hospital. ”

Looking at Qi Moyue, who was about to untie his apron, Song Ziyan shook his hand violently: "I'm really fine, you still cook." ”

Qi Moyue, who achieved his goal, didn't shirk anything, but before doing a full set of acts, and before turning around and stealing, he still pretended to be uneasy and said: "Okay, but if you are uncomfortable, you must say it, and you can't joke about your body." ”