(Cat flutter Chinese) "Jian Qing, you have a good nose~ I made a big meal for Jing Mohao today!" Luo Xi suddenly remembered the bowl of noodles he made with his own hands, and couldn't help but feel excited.

Jian Qing had a bitter face, "Luoxi, isn't it, although I can't compare Hao with you, I won't give you a meal, right?" ”

"How can it!" Luo Xi was happy, but suddenly found that Sisi was still in the kitchen, and looked at Jian Qing again, "However, it's okay to eat, but you have to help me check Sisi first, she slipped in the kitchen just now, I don't know if she was injured there." ”

Jian Qing glanced at Jing Mohao's cold face, obviously still immersed in anger, and was a little embarrassed.

Luo Xi begged again, "Sisi just gave birth not long ago, and the confinement is not finished yet, you can help me go and show her, please, please~"

Luo Xi clasped his hands together and bowed to Jian Qing, making a final effort for Cheng Sisi's body.

Jing Mohao stretched out his long arms, pulled her into his arms, and shook his head at Jian Qing, who got permission before going into the kitchen to check the situation.

Luo Xi was about to follow, but was blocked by a wall of flesh from a man.

"Luoxi, you just said that you prepared a big meal for me, what is it?"

Luo Xi stared at him with open eyes, if I used words to describe his expression at the moment, it could only be... On a cloud...

Please, Master Jing, please keep the majestic posture you just now...

Now the way you look makes me feel terrified...

"You... You'll find out if you'll see for yourself later..."Luo Xi avoided his eager eyes and ducked to the side.

The man didn't allow her to dodge, grabbed her and snorted arrogantly, "Stupid woman, I finally have a little conscience." ”

“……”

Seeing him walking in the direction of the kitchen with him, Luo Xi was stunned in his heart.

He was so angry just now, and now he eased up a little for his own meal, but if he saw that the meal he prepared for him was a bowl... Belch... Take the spicy fragrant pot with dumpling skin, I don't know if he will ask himself: Luoxi, how do you want to die?

"Jing Mohao, hehe... You wait at the table, I'll get it for you..."Luo Xi smiled, and he was called a lying dog in his heart...

Jing Mohao only thought that she was shy because she was cooking a meal for herself, so she leaned over and ravaged her cherry lips on the spot, and said in a charming voice, "Give you this opportunity to perform, what are you shy?" ”

Luo Xi almost wanted to cry without tears.

Who's shy, where is she shy, it's obviously scared, okay...

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the scum hole, Luo Xi simply closed his mouth and refused to admit it.

She only admitted that she made dumplings and noodles, and she didn't know anything!

Jing Mohao looked at her with an expression of waiting for death, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became even stronger.

The bowl of things that he didn't know what it was was placed in the most conspicuous position in the kitchen door, and as soon as he entered the door, he smelled the sour smell coming from the bowl.

However, it seems that there are still a lot of thoughts in it, whether it is good or bad, as long as she is willing to think about herself, he is happy.

If it tastes good, he rewards her for doing it once, and if it is unpalatable, he punishes her for doing it once.

It's all the same.

Seeing Luoxi walking slower and slower, Jing Mohao simply hugged her sideways and walked into the kitchen door in two big steps.

Luoxi: "......"

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