Usually the original owner comes back late, because the cooking skill is very bad, and he basically can't make anything delicious.

So most of the time, I will eat with Fang Yue in the snack street and come back, although it is late today, but it is earlier than the previous time.

Su Baicha was holding two shopping bags in his hands, which seemed to be ingredients that he had just bought from the supermarket.

People who know how to enjoy life are good, and they always like to cook their own food.

"Gurgling ......"

Probably because it took some energy to walk back, and the corridor was too quiet.

So much so that the stomach makes a 'gurgling' sound that is particularly loud.

Chu Nian and Su Baicha raised their eyes and glanced at each other at the same time, looking at each other speechlessly.

The two men turned around almost at the same time, took out the key, and walked in the direction of their door.

After Su Baicha took out the key, he lowered his eyes slightly, and a cold voice slowly sounded in the corridor: "Have you had dinner?" ”

When he said this, his brow furrowed.

Because this is definitely not what he Su Baicha would say, he has never said such things to himself, to anyone.

Chu Nian didn't seem to be able to shake her senses, and Su Baicha would ask her such a question, and she didn't reply for a long time.

Su Baicha gently opened the door and closed it immediately after entering.

At the moment when the door was about to close completely, Chu Nian immediately spoke: "I haven't eaten it." ”

Su Baicha's action of closing the door obviously stagnated, he was very indifferent to everything, this door must have been closed directly without saying a word.

But when he first said these three words, he stopped moving.

What a damn one!

Why did you stop as if you were not controlling your movements, when you should have closed the door directly?

"Hmm." Su Baicha replied lightly and reopened the door.

He didn't say whether it was good or bad, but Hatsumi knew that he just agreed.

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The simple black, white and blue tone decoration is full of cold death.

The original owner had also come to Su Baicha's house to make up lessons before, but this was many years ago.

The so-called childhood sweethearts have long existed in name only.

No, or it means that it doesn't even exist in name, and it's just dead.

"Sit down for a moment." Su Baicha's voice was still very cold, as if she was speaking to a complete stranger.

He carried the plastic bag and walked straight into the kitchen. Hatsunian sat down at the dining table, which was relatively close to the kitchen.

The ingredients bought by Su Baicha are not very complicated, but they are not very simple either.

Chu Nian thought it would take at least an hour or so to eat, but I didn't expect-

In less than ten minutes, he had already cut all kinds of trimmings and cooked them in the pot.

Chu Nian was a little surprised, and looked at Su Baicha in front of him with slightly wide eyes.

He seemed to feel the other party's surprised gaze, and said lightly with thin lips, "What's wrong?" ”

"I didn't even know you were so good at cooking." Chu Nian put his hands on his cheeks and said, "Are all the amateur skills of the top students so full?" ”

Chu Nian recalled along the memory of the original owner, and indeed every day when he came home, he could smell the fragrant smell of food.

At that time, the original owner still thought that Su Baicha probably invited a chef to enjoy the delicacies of life every day.

I didn't expect it to be a chef at all, but Su Baicha himself.

"Or else?" Su Baicha didn't even raise his eyes, and a faint coldness flashed in his eyebrows: "Do you go to eat roadside stalls every day like you?" ”

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