She raised her hand to cover her face, closed her eyes and inhaled deeply, calming her heartbeat.

"Knock knock."

There was a soft knock on the door.

An Xiaoli stiffened, turned her head a little stiffly, pursed her lips, and asked softly, "Who?" ”

"It's me."

A familiar voice sounded outside the door, low and magnetic, and he spoke, "I'm back." ”

Ann Xiao Limo.

She knows.

He almost found out just now.

Shame on the dead.

The air will be quiet.

But why did he tell her as soon as he came?

An Xiaoli's red lips moved, and when she was thinking about how to get back, she didn't hear an answer outside the door, and stammered a little: "Little, Xiaopear!" ”

"Ah, what's wrong?"

An Xiaoli's thoughts came back and she hurriedly responded.

Outside the door, Jiu Lan cracked his throat and whispered, "You...... Hungry or not, I'll go and prepare something to eat. ”

"Sort of."

A girl's low, soft voice came from the door.

Jiu Lan's low heart seemed to burn up in an instant, his eyes shone brightly, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and said, "Well, you wait, I'll get it done soon." ”

He turned away.

There was silence in the hallway.

After a while, there was a "click" sound, and the door slowly opened.

A small white face was revealed, and a pair of clear eyes looked left and right.

Then, walked out.

An Xiaoli walked downstairs, leaned lightly on the railing of the stairs, and saw a teenager standing in the floor-to-ceiling window of the living room, talking on the phone.

There was a faint sound of talking.

“…… What does your hotel sell now...... What's so delicious...... No, why don't you share them all...... Well, hurry up ......"

All...... Share......

The corners of An Xiaoli's mouth twitched.

The amount of food in the hotel must be very generous......

This guy is still the same local tyrant as ever......

The boy hung up the phone and walked towards the living room.

An Xiaoli hurriedly retreated.

I heard him seem to have entered the kitchen, and was playing around with something inside.

She secretly ran to look and found that in the kitchen, the boy was facing away from her, bowing his head and cutting fruit.

Oh no, it's more appropriate to use "chop".

An Xiaoli looked at his posture and only felt frightened.

Jiulan rolled up his sleeves and was cutting a piece of mango with his head down, no matter how he cut it, it didn't look good, and his eyebrows couldn't help frowning together.

The slender and beautiful hands are also full of yellow juice.

Jiulan has a habit of cleanliness, and forcibly endures it, throwing everything into the cooking machine.

Then I turned on the faucet and washed my hands, then studied the structure of the food processor, and pressed the start button according to the recipe in the mobile phone.

"Buzz ......"

In an instant, the fruit and milk are completely broken and fused together, giving it a beautiful milky orange color.

Although Jiu Lan Crack is not diligent in his limbs and does not distinguish between grains and grains, he is still very familiar with the operation of electronic devices that are interested in boys.

After beating, Jiulan Crack took a cup and poured it in, and then dotted it with a few ugly mango pulp and mint leaves.

Later, he made kiwi and dragon fruit.

When it was done, Jiulan Crack let out a sigh, wiped it casually, and turned around with three cups of juice.

As soon as he took a step, his expression suddenly froze.

"Little, pear?"

A few meters away, the girl stood fixedly, looking at him with a pair of clear and clear eyes.

I don't know how long I watched it.

Jiu Lan's cracked eyes flickered a little, was that his stupidity just now, he was all seen?

The roots of the ears instantly became a little hot.

I can't even say it clearly.

"You...... You what...... Time ......"

Just as he was talking, An Xiaoli walked over, with a sweet smile on her little face, and said, "You actually do this?" ”。

The Nine Orchids Crack disappeared in an instant.