As soon as Yu Meng's words fell, there was a hand in front of her that was always white and could see the blood vessels on it.

Under her gaze, he picked up the plate of glutinous rice wrapped fritters in front of her and headed it behind her.

She looked at the owner of her hand along the plate, and saw Song Lianzhou pick up a piece of fritter with her other hand and blow it, it seemed that it was hot, he put the fritter back into the distance, and walked into the house with the plate.

"Eh, why are you going?"

Yu Meng hurriedly called Song Lianzhou, who was going back to the room.

Song Lianzhou paused for a moment, and said without looking back: "I'm hungry." ”

After speaking, it didn't mean that Meng said the next sentence, so he slipped into the West House with a plate, and closed the door very loudly, venting his dissatisfaction with Yu Meng.

“…… Eat a little later, and you won't starve. ”

Having said that, Yu Meng still turned around and used a new one, instead of chasing back the plate in Song Lianzhou's hand.

[Mengmeng, it's been more than two hours since you even bought the ingredients and made them. 】

It wasn't a little late, it was a long time late.

Yu Meng didn't care about the Fuqiang, but lowered her head again to fiddle with her new dishes.

When He Yuqi returned home from work, he saw that the dinner table had been set up, and he waited for her to come back to eat.

"Ah, are you waiting for me?"

He Yuqi put the things in his hand aside, and was about to go to the kitchen to wash his hands, when he heard the door of the West House open, revealing Song Lianzhou's face.

I saw that he glanced at her with an unkind look before he walked up to Yu Meng and handed her the empty plate: "It's gone." ”

Yu Meng looked at the clean plate, then at Song Lianzhou, who had grease stains on the corners of her mouth, and twitched the corners of her mouth speechlessly: "Not full?" ”

"Yes."

While responding, Song Lianzhou looked at Yu Meng with resentment in his eyes.

It was as if to condemn her for starving him for so long.

Yu Meng looked at Aunt Bai suspiciously: "When I wasn't there, did he eat so much?" ”

How much does she have to pay for food?

Thinking about it, Yu Meng looked at Song Lianzhou several times again, looking at him who was tall and well-proportioned, Yu Meng was a little jealous.

Eat so much, isn't it fat?

"No, he usually only eats one bowl of rice......"

Aunt Bai wanted to explain it to Song Lianzhou, but after saying that, she came back to her senses.

Yu Meng can cook so much, and he eats so little when she cooks.

After figuring it out, Aunt Bai looked at Song Lianzhou with a little more ridicule in her eyes: "Xiao Song looks quite thin, I didn't expect my appetite to be so good." ”

In the face of Aunt Bai's ridicule, Song Lianzhou waited for Yu Meng to get him a new one without changing her face.

"Eat with us, there is no small stove."

Yu Meng took the plate angrily and spoke to Song Lianzhou with a vicious voice.

Song Lianzhou didn't give up looking at the fritters behind her, and when she wasn't paying attention, she stretched out her hand and picked up two, and walked back to the West House.

The childish behavior made Yu Meng not know what to say for a while.

"Doctor Song still has such a side?"

After washing his hands, He Yuqi looked at Yu Meng in surprise, and then sighed twice: "Ask what the world is like, only teach Song Lianzhou to thicken his skin." ”

He Yuqi's words made Yu Meng roll her eyes angrily.

"When did he ever lose his skin?"

She hadn't seen it anyway.

He Yuqi pursed her lips and snorted twice: "Are you showing affection to me?" ”

A handsome husband who is cold to others, and he is only thick-skinned to her, ah~ What kind of fairy love is this?

She's going to cry!

Seeing that He Yuqi was intoxicated with their 'love' again, Yu Meng only felt that her head was big.