Nan Shengmiao directly ordered a luxurious meal for two and chose the bottom of the tomato pot.

The food was served quickly, and they waited for more than ten minutes to eat.

As a senior hot pot lover, Nan Shengmiao knows what dishes need to be cooked for a long time.

So, there is such a scene.

Nan Shengmiao kept shabu-shabu, making two servings each time, and gave Mo Jinli to eat after shabu-shabu was done.

Mo Jinli did not refuse, and ate silently.

The girl is cheerful and free, and the man is cold and ruthless, although the aura of the two is far apart, they are inexplicably matched.

For Nan Shengmiao's hospitality, Mo Jinli already has the ability to bear it in his heart.

At first, I avoided her every day and resolutely refused to eat with her, but now I calmly eat her dishes.

The change is not ordinarily large.

In the space, Dafu was unhappy and took a sip: "A stinky man with a good look!" ”

abducted the master, and tricked the master to invite him to dinner, which is still the most delicious hot pot.

Disgusting deception!

"Huh?"

Hearing Dafu's words, Nan Shengmiao threw a glance over.

"Master, I was wrong, I didn't say anything, I don't dare anymore!" Dafu seconds.

Nan Shengmiao is his food and clothing parents, Mo Jinli is her minefield, and Dafu only dares to be addicted to it occasionally.

"Want to eat hot pot?"

"Yes!"

"Look at your performance."

"Hey, who's best man is this, it's not too handsome, and my master is a natural pair, talented and beautiful!"

"Report the name of the dish."

"Fat cow, black chicken rolls, shrimp slippery, peeing beef balls......" Dafu Ma Yu reported a long list.

Obviously, this is not the first time that such a conversation has been carried out by one person, one pet.

Every time for food, Dafu can throw the festival on the ground and step on it a few times.

Nan Shengmiao is no longer surprised.

She didn't let Dafu forcibly accept Mo Jinli's intentions, but she didn't want the relationship between them to be too stiff.

After all, they were the closest people to her.

Dafu knew Nan Shengmiao's thoughts, so he was happy to accompany her to act.

If you behave well and there is something delicious, why not?

Besides, he just scolded a few words, and he didn't really hold a grudge against Mo Jinli.

In the private room, Nan Shengmiao has a mouthful of meatballs, which is not too beautiful.

In the space, Dafu swallowed saliva when he saw it.

He couldn't wait to rush out directly and eat meat with Nan Shengmiao!

However, the ideal is very beautiful, and the reality is very skinny.

The spatial level was too low, and he could only watch.

After appeasing Dafu, Nan Shengmiao left him alone and concentrated on Mo Jin's food.

The meal was eaten very calmly, except for the constant saliva in my head.

……

Back at the ink house, it was already dark, and Nan Shengmiao went directly back to the bedroom.

I sent all kinds of hot pot side dishes brought back by the way into the space, and let Dafu eat it by himself.

These days, Nan Shengmiao has cleaned up the space like a small home, with all kinds of pots and pans, firewood, rice, oil and salt.

It's just that the rich are picky eaters, and the meat every day is not enough for him to eat.

There is nothing important, Nan Shengmiao will give him meat every day.

As a qualified spirit pet, of course, he will do it himself.

Nan Shengmiao brought in the ingredients, and Dafu began to tinker with hot pot with great energy.

He also pretended to wear an apron.

It didn't take long for the rich aroma of the hot pot soup base to waft over, arousing the cravings in people's stomachs.

Nan Shengmiao was full, and it was rare that she didn't grab it with Dafu.

She sat on the couch next to her bored, looking at this humane space and falling into deep thought.

Next to the plot is the kitchen, as well as the lounge area.