(Cat pounces Chinese Jian Qing stared at his back as cold as always, and touched the back of his head. （ . v o dt . c o m）

He's not sick, what kind of brain holes...

Brain hole...

No way! Is he changing his words and scolding himself for having too big a brain?

He didn't say anything just now, and he knew what he was thinking?

Is it the same as running naked in front of him, at most wearing briefs!

Will you be able to be friends in the future?

Jian Qing glanced angrily at the kitchen door where the man had disappeared, picked up the photo again and looked at it carefully.

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Jing Mohao walked into the kitchen, his eyes swept over all kinds of kitchen utensils that were all ready and only owed to Dongfeng, his fingers stretched out and rolled up, not knowing where to start.

He struggled for a long time, and finally took a step, opened the door of the refrigerator with automatic constant temperature, and stared at the full ingredients inside, as if just looking at this dish could cut all these fresh foods into pieces and stir-fry them to maturity.

He knew that Luo Xi liked to eat vegetables, which was just the opposite of him.

Suddenly remembered that Luo Xi had accidentally printed out the nutritious recipes for him at the base, which he treasured and now placed in the most conspicuous position in the cupboard, and he would glance at it almost every time he entered the room.

Although it is to remind himself of the love he owes to Luoxi.

But after reading more, I can still remember some of the names and recipes of the dishes above.

Jing Mohao quickly began to search for recipes in the pages of his mind, and his five fingers immediately grabbed a green and harmless broccoli, and his sharp gaze stopped on the dense protrusions on the surface of the broccoli, like thousands of worms coming densely, a trace of disgust flashed in the man's eyes, and he immediately threw the innocent broccoli back.

I chose two more tomatoes and held them in my hand, ordered them up and down twice, took another egg, and closed the refrigerator with my elbow.

He still learned this common dish such as scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Thinking about the process on the recipe, Jing Mohao quickly started, lit the fire, poured oil, served the dishes, seasoned until it came out of the pot, the action was extremely chic and handsome, and he couldn't see that it was the first time to stir-fry.

Jing Mohao poured the finished dishes into the dinner plate, the color was red and yellow, which was very attractive.

Jing Mohao picked up the chopsticks, put a piece of egg in his mouth, and tasted what his debut in the kitchen tasted like first.

As soon as the egg touched the tip of his tongue, before he could settle into his teeth and chew it, the man's handsome brows were tightly twisted together.

Damn it!

Too much salt!

Jing Mohao quickly spit out the salt cubes in his mouth, picked up the plate with his hand, and poured it into the sterile trash can without falling to the ground, and was sent to the garbage dump for direct disposal by the underground passage of continuous circulation.

After spending more than half a day rinsing his mouth on the faucet, Jing Mohao straightened his waist again and walked to the refrigerator again.

Looking at the dishes beckoning and smiling at him inside, the furrow between the man's eyebrows has never been released.

He picked up a bundle of iron-rich spinach and threw it back.

It's the kind of stuff that only Popeye likes to eat.

He couldn't imagine the woman under him covered in muscles.

Then he picked up a bag of chicken thighs and threw them back.

Scrambled eggs with tomatoes don't taste right, let alone difficult dishes like stew.

Jing Mohao stood in front of the refrigerator, the black casual clothes covered by his body were covered with a thin layer of frost, he picked it up like this and threw it back, he had always been decisive, but he never decided.

In the end, he chose the all-purpose kitchen must-have artifact - potatoes.

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