In the bathroom in Huo Qiang's room, Ling Xue was enjoying the shower, outside the door Huo Qiang knocked lightly and pushed the door in, and said to Ling Xue through the curtain: "Xiao Xuexue!

The sound of rushing water accompanied Ling Xue and said, "En!"

Huo Qiang put down the clothes in his hand, exited the bathroom and closed the door.

Ling Xue picked up a gap from behind the curtain to look at the distant figure reflected in the frosted glass on the bathroom door, her hand gently touched the upper atrium, and the moment she lay on the lawn and looked at each other, her heart beat so hard for some reason.

There was a symphony of pots and pans outside the door, and the kawaii Pikachu pajamas hung on the hanger, Ling Xue smiled lightly at the corner of her mouth, picked up the pajamas and put them on her body, pushed open the door and walked out of the bathroom to the kitchen and said to Huo Qiang: "Brother Qiang, do you need to wash?"

Huo Qiang mixed the salad in his hand and replied without raising his head: "I have already changed my clothes!

Under the sun, Huo Qiang was wearing a simple white shirt with a pair of light-colored casual jeans, his hair was not dry and attached to his forehead, he did not wear glasses, he bent down a little to look at the food in his hand, and the soft sunlight outside the window outlined his delicate facial features, although it was not amazing, it made people feel very comfortable, such a person is very ordinary, and his appearance is not outstanding, but he himself does give people a habit like drinking tea after a meal, although it is not very good, but it makes people feel dependent.

Ling Xue rolled up the sleeves of her pajamas, stepped forward and sat on the stove, picked up a piece of fried tomatoes and put it in her mouth, licked her fingers and praised sweetly: "It tastes good!"

"There's even better!" Huo Qiang put down the salad in his hand, took out a bowl of steamed eggs from the microwave oven, and handed it to Ling Xue's mouth with a spoonful, "Taste it!"

Ling Xue was stunned and couldn't help opening her mouth, the milk custard slid into her mouth, not salty, not light, soft and delicate!

"How's it going?" Huo Qiang hurriedly asked.

"The taste is remarkable!" Ling Xue boasted.

"Learn now, sell now!" Huo Qiang replied with a finger pointing to the recipe.

At this time, Qiuqiu smelled the fragrance, and he didn't know where in the room he came out, raised his cute head and looked at Ling Xue with his dog bowl in his mouth.

Ling Xue ignored Qiuqiu, reached out and picked up the recipe, swept it with her eyes, and the corners of her mouth rose: "This is a baby recipe?"

Huo Qiang nodded, Ling Xue looked at Huo Qiang with some puzzlement and asked, "Brother Qiang, are you sure you didn't buy the wrong recipe?"

Huo Qiang glanced at Qiuqiu, turned around and took out another white bowl of egg custard from the microwave oven and said, "No! This recipe was given to me by the owner of Qiuqiu!

Ling Xue looked at Qiuqiu with black lines, seeing Huo Qiang take out the custard, he hurriedly put down the bowl in his mouth, sticking out his tongue and looking at Huo Qiang expectantly, Ling Xue pointed at Qiuqiu and gritted his teeth and asked, "Brother Qiang, don't tell you that the bowl in your hand is it!"

Huo Qiang nodded, Ling Xue took a deep breath and asked, "What about my bowl?"

"Of course not! Xiao Xuexue's bowl has seasonings, but Qiuqiu's bowl doesn't!" Huo Qiang said as he mixed egg custard with dog food.

Feeling the huge murderous aura above his head, Huo Qiang noticed that something was wrong and hurriedly raised his head and saw Ling Xue looking at Qiuqiu and himself coldly, Qiuqiu saw this, and wisely arched his rice bowl and rushed outside, Huo Qiang realized that he had said the wrong thing and hurriedly explained: "Xiao Xuexue! Actually, I have eaten this dish and think it is delicious, so I made it for you! I didn't want to feed you dog food, you can rest assured that the dish is absolutely clean, I washed my hands and made it!"

After a pause and seeing Ling Xue looking at him with an unknown expression, Huo Qiang continued: "If you don't believe it, I'll eat it for you!"

As he spoke, he picked up a small spoonful and put it in his mouth, Ling Xue stretched out his hand to stop it and said, "Brother Qiang!"

"Huh?" said a little daughter-in-law's expression.

Ling Xue smiled lightly and said, "Specially made for me to eat?"

Nodding, the corners of Ling Xue's mouth raised a lot and said, "It tastes really good! I like it very much! I will eat it next time!"

"It's good if you like it!" Huo Qiang breathed a sigh of relief, Ling Xue's angry aura just now didn't even make him suspect that he would be crushed.

"Of course! It's comparable to a chef's craft!" Ling Xue praised in a good mood.

Huo Qiang proudly picked up the kitchen knife and cut the winter melon on the board and said, "There is also a soup!

"Need my help?"

Huo Qiang didn't see very clearly when he dropped his glasses, Sven's face approached, Ling Xue took all the expressions on Ling Xue's face into his eyes, and saw that Ling Xue looked serious, so he handed the winter melon in his hand to Ling Xue, and the corners of his mouth rose and said, "Cut into thin slices!"

Ling Xue took the knife in Huo Qiang's hand and tightened it tightly in his hand, it was very uncomfortable, Huo Qiang smiled lightly: "This is a technical job, it is more difficult than you used to play the piano!"

Ling Xue didn't say anything, just pursed her lips and glanced back at Huo Qiang, then put down the kitchen knife in her hand and chose a short, sharp knife from the knife stand, Huo Qiang was stunned for a moment, put down the spoon in his hand and asked, "Xiao Xuexue!

This fruit knife is not used to chop vegetables, and the blade is not only narrow, but also very short.

Here, Ling Xue raised her eyebrows and said provocatively: "Look!"

The kitchen knife is not suitable for the hand, but for the killer Ling Xue to control the fruit knife similar to the military knife, it is very easy, I only saw the knife in Ling Xue's hand as if it was spiritual, and the piece of winter melon was quickly cut by Ling Xue into a thin piece of newspaper, Huo Qiang on the side was startled at first and then almost exclaimed, this speed and strength If you use a kitchen knife, you are like a master chef.

Ling Xue put the knife down and reminded Huo Qiang, who was in a daze, "Brother Qiang, the water is boiling!"

Huo Qiang came back to his senses and hurriedly put the winter melon into the pot, and then put the bowl of meat puree next to him into balls with a spoon and put them into the boiling water one by one.

Ling Xue looked at the back of the focused Huo Qiang with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and the word father flashed through her mind! Maybe somewhere in this world, there was a father making a pot of fragrant winter melon ball soup for his daughter, Ling Xue stepped forward and hugged Huo Qiang's waist from behind, and a fragrant and unobtrusive smell of laundry soap came.

Huo Qiang let Ling Xue hug his waist without any discomfort, and added salt and monosodium glutamate to taste in his hands.

"Brother Qiang, I want to hear a story!" Ling Xue said coquettishly.

"Story?

hugged Huo Qiang tighter and said, "Fairy tales!"

"How old are you! It's still a fairy tale!" Huo Qiang pinched a green onion and refused.

The corners of Ling Xue's mouth turned up and she whispered, "Just once!"

Huo Qiang turned off the fire, turned around and said, "Xiao Xuexue, you have something on your mind!"

Ling Xue nodded unabashedly, and Huo Qiang said with concern, "What's on your mind?"

"There's a big bad guy who threatens me to help him do bad things! I don't want to live that life of daily fear, I want to live a dull life. ”

"Are you sure this villain is not the big bad wolf in fairy tales?" Huo Qiang asked curiously.

Sometimes you want to tell the truth, some people may not want to hear it, and some people may not believe it, Ling Xue habitually pursed her lips and shook her head and replied: "No! But in fact, I am also a villain!"

Huo Qiang sneered, picked up the steamed eggs on the table and said, "Regardless of its bad eggs! There is a bowl of steamed eggs here! I promise that it is made of good eggs! You can become a good egg if you eat it!"

Ling Xue silently picked up the small spoon and walked to the table with the steamed eggs, Huo Qiang had one dish in one hand and two back and forth, all the dishes were on the table, one at the table had a thought, and the other had no heart.