The night owl put down his knife, washed his hands at the faucet, and gave up his place.

"I don't like noodles!" He repeated.

The white rabbit looked at him with a look of disgust and smiled.

Met the man's sharp gaze, she hurriedly retracted, "I know." ”

Noodles are still delicious when eaten occasionally!

She looked at the ingredients, thinking about how to make something delicious for a man faster, it was almost midnight.

Pregnant.

Her eyes lit up, she turned around and went to the refrigerator to take a look, and when she saw that there were still buns, she hurriedly steamed them before continuing to make the ingredients.

It's okay to make a tomato soup and eat it with buns.

The night owl was drinking water from the restaurant, and the corners of her mouth twitched when she saw her steaming buns.

"Buns?"

"yes!" The white rabbit replied, anyway, he was eating steamed buns.

"It's so late, you don't want to eat, do you? Don't eat anything too greasy! ”

"I'll make a tomato soup with buns, it's delicious!"

The night owl regretted a little why he had just taken the tomatoes, and he didn't think about what he was going to eat, so he saw that there were fresh tomatoes in the refrigerator, so he took them out.

"It'll be fine soon, if you have something to do, I'll call you later!"

The white rabbit turned around and quickly cut the tomatoes.

The night owl leaned against the dining table, glass of water in hand, staring at her busy figure with burning eyes.

Thin lips are lightly raised.

He drank a glass of boiling water, poured another glass, walked in, and handed it to her mouth.

"Drink water!"

The white rabbit was stunned and glanced at him, he was still quite thirsty after eating a few lobsters.

She lowered her head and took a few sips, "It's okay!" ”

The night owl took it back and drank it slowly.

The white rabbit saw his movements, and his cheeks flushed.

She brushed the pot and began to boil the tomato soup.

While cleaning up the counter.

Feeling that the man's gaze was always on her, the tips of the white rabbit's ears turned red, she turned her head to look at him, and continued to stir the pot.

"You go out and wait, it smells of oil smoke here."

The night owl smelled the sour smell of tomatoes that began to waft through the air, and it felt good.

"What are you going to do at night?"

"Hmm...... Let's go ice skating! ”

The white rabbit smiled and added spices to the pot.

Then I tried the taste.

Thinking it was okay, he spooned a little more and let the man taste it.

"Look, this taste doesn't work!"

Met her shining eyes, the night owl bowed his head and took a sip.

"Yes, yes!"

White Rabbit smiled and continued to stir.

The night owl leaned to the side and watched her busy, holding her hands on her chest, leisurely and comfortable.

The buns are ready, and so is her tomato bisque.

She turned off the fire and wanted to take it out.

"I'm coming!"

The night owl came over and took over.

"Be careful!" The white rabbit admonished, turned around to serve the buns, and then took the chopsticks before taking them out.

"Do you want a dip!?"

"Hmm!"

The night owl pulled out a chair, sat down, picked up chopsticks, grabbed a bun, and took a bite.

Bai Xiaotu smiled, "It's still hot, you wait!" ”

She went in and made him some dipping sauce, and took two plates, two bowls, and a pair of chopsticks.

She took a saucer and put it in front of him and gave it to him.

Two bowls of tomato soup were served and cooled.

She also sat down, took the bun, grabbed it in her hand, smeared a little spicy with chopsticks, and ate it with relish.

"It's all going to be, you're still spicy!"

Seeing her eat such a heavy taste, the night owl frowned.

"Just eat a little......" The white rabbit blinked his big bright eyes and looked at him.