After taking care of his skin, Xin He could only continue to open the game helplessly.

Suddenly, Xin He seemed to think of something, she quit the game and clicked on Fengsu's WeChat.

He He He: Doctor Feng, you don't have to return that bottle of soy sauce to me, I basically don't cook, and the soy sauce is also a pile of ashes when I put it at home, so use it for you.

After sending it, Xin He looked at the dialog box and smiled, and then opened the game with satisfaction.

After Xin He successfully ate two more handfuls of chicken, there was another knock at the door.

The first thing Xin He thought of was to seal the night.

This is just in the middle of this, and when Xin He got up and opened the door, he found a house to hide.

The one standing at the door was indeed a closed night, but his hands were empty.

Xin He guessed that he shouldn't have come to return the soy sauce.

But apart from this incident, Xin He couldn't think of anything Feng Su could do to find him.

Xin He smiled at Feng Su, and asked in a soft voice, "Doctor Feng, what's wrong?" Is there still any seasoning missing? I still have a lot of spices at home, if you want to use them, you can take them all, I don't usually cook, and those spices are useless. ”

After speaking, Xin He felt that this seemed a little familiar, but he didn't think about it.

Feng Su waited for Xin He to finish speaking before speaking, "Have you eaten?" ”

"Huh?" Xin He couldn't react to the topic of closure, but he still answered honestly: "Not yet, but I've eaten almost enough, what's wrong?" ”

Xin He said and pointed to the pile of snacks on the sofa behind him.

Seeing this, Feng Su could only sigh helplessly, "I made more when I was cooking just now, I wanted to call you to eat together, but don't ......"

Without waiting for Feng Su to finish speaking, Xin He hurriedly interrupted him: "No! I can still eat! I'm going to get the dishes and chopsticks......"

After a minute, Xin He came out empty-handed, and touched his nose a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I just remembered that I don't have a bowl at home......"

Feng Su couldn't help but laugh when he heard this: "It's okay, I have a bowl at home, you can come over directly, the meal is already cooked." ”

Hearing this, Xin He followed Feng Su out of the door.

The home of the closed house is similar to her home, except that one is neat and tidy, and the other is extremely chaotic.

Xin He couldn't help but dislike himself for being too lazy.

"You sit down first, I'll go get food."

Feng Su took Xin He to the restaurant, pointed to the chair, and then went in to serve the meal.

Xin He looked at the food on the table, basically all of which he liked to eat.

Seeing this, Xin He's eyebrows were slightly raised.

Tsk, it seems that since Zimmer's plane, basically the taste of each plane's closure is similar to his own.

There's something strange here......

Feng Su came out with rice, and after he first helped Xin He get a bowl of soup, he helped her serve rice.

Xin He hurriedly thanked him.

I haven't eaten the food cooked by Feng Su for too long, and Xin He still misses it.

After eating a bowl of rice, Xin He hesitated for a second, and before she could speak, she heard Feng Su's deep voice and remembered, "Do you still want it?" There is exactly a little left in the pot. ”

Xin He felt a little embarrassed to do this, but in the end he lost to the food in front of him.

So, she was ruthless, and said in a soft voice: "Yes!" ”

Anyway, she and Feng Su have known each other for so long, and her image or something is long gone.

Although it is one-way......

But it's pretty much the same.

Xin He comforted himself.

Feng Su looked at Xin He's appearance and wanted to laugh a little, but he held back.

took Xin He's bowl and went in to help her fill another bowl of rice.