"I'm a super invincible beautiful man who is loved by everyone, flowers bloom, and the workshop car has a flat tire, are you sure you're right?"

How can I say that there are countless suitors, how can this girl say that she is not even as good as a pig?

Hmph, it's really a family, and the two of them really have a fight for this poisonous tongue.

This intimidating kung fu is simply on par with Mo Lingyu.

Can't be provoked, can't be provoked......

"Okay, there's no need to be angry with this guy, he's just so sick, he can't control his mouth, and he likes to talk nonsense here all day long. Just think he's farting, come over and eat something, and pad your stomach......"

In front of his friend's face, Mo Lingyu didn't save a little face for Han Xingxun, so he counted ruthlessly, looking at someone's aggrieved little expression, he couldn't help but feel helpless.

When will this guy be more mature, just don't let your uncle and aunt worry about it.

Ay......

Looking at the confusing relationship between Mo Lingyu and Xia Hanyou, and the faint aura of love between the two people, Han Xingxun was happy for Mo Lingyu from the bottom of his heart.

Hey, even Mo Lingyu has his own destiny, what about himself?

As if something suddenly came to mind, a deep melancholy crossed his eyes.

"Why are you still standing there stunned, why don't you hurry up and bring the food?"

I don't know what's wrong with this guy today, and he's still thinking about anchoring.

It's really worry-free all day long.

"Ahh Little sister. You want to try my craft, ordinary people want to eat my cooking, but it's hard to know, right? The taste of my rice will definitely satisfy you. ”

Han Xingxun boasted to himself.

"You will only know if you taste it, but how can you know if what you say is true or false if you don't taste it?"

Even Xia Hanyou's nose has already tacitly acquiesced that this guy's meal is very in line with his own taste, but it still depends on eating.

Ignoring the seductive little glance that someone sent out, he put all his eyes on the plate.

I don't know what it's in, but I can tell it's delicious just by the burst of fragrance.

Looking at Xia Hanyou, who looked calm on the surface but actually had his heart flying to the plate that Han Xingxun was carrying, Mo Lingyu took the plate in Han Xingxun's hand, put it on the table, and stepped forward to open the lid on the dining table.

A dish of eight-treasure chicken with full color and flavor and two bowls of nutritious-looking vegetable egg drop porridge appeared in front of Yan Youxi.

It's just two ordinary meals that have such a fragrance?

What kind of delicacies will she have?

But I have to say that this man's cooking level is really good, and his appearance and taste are quite good.

Although they are two ordinary popular dishes, they have made the level of a chef.

"Let's drink some porridge first, although this guy can't do anything else, it's definitely no problem to cook."

This girl really thinks that she brought her to the Western restaurant so late to eat steak or something, right?

Mo Lingyu looked at Xia Hanyou dotingly, handed a bowl of vegetable and egg porridge to Xia Hanyou, and ignored a certain man who asked for praise on the side.

When Han Xing saw this, he immediately gritted his teeth a little.

This dead guy really has a wife and forgot his brother.