She had no choice but to smile: "The year before last, I went to Hokkaido, and a Japanese senior brother took me to eat this, and I liked it very much." ”

Leng Yunting just said "um", and he didn't know if he heard it. After a long time, he said, "Can you feed me a bite?"

Luo Qingxue's scalp was numb for a while, she really didn't adapt to Leng Yunting's sudden sheep-like attitude. This guy doesn't know if he's eaten too much or changed recently, and he doesn't look like him at all when he talks and acts. Although in his bones, his calculations have not changed, but at least he is no longer in the past, so domineering and willful.

Moreover, this attitude of talking and doing things。。。。。。。。

Even so, he remembered not to offend him, lest he get nothing. Stubbornly lowered his head, took a chopstick of shrimp meat, dipped it in the vinegar dish, and carefully sandwiched it in front of him. Leng Yunting really took a bite of her chopsticks, chewed it lightly, the fishy sweet taste of shrimp meat circled in his mouth, his eyes were shining brightly, and there seemed to be water surging under his eyes.

"Qing 。。。。。。 He wanted to call her name, but he was afraid that she would turn her face. After thinking about it, I can only swallow the shrimp meat to swallow my full emotions. When the Adam's apple was up and down and he had finished swallowing, he hooked his lips slightly: "It's delicious." ”

He lowered his head slightly, resisting the urge not to cry. How many years has he had the opportunity to eat the shrimp she peeled with her own hands?

"If there is less thunder, you will eat more if it is delicious. She was a little confused, although she vaguely seemed to be aware of his change, but she didn't want to think about it, she refused.

"It's fine. Leng Yunting pondered for a moment, then put on gloves again, and peeled the shell according to the method she taught. This time it was much faster, and I quickly peeled off a small bowl. After peeling the shrimp, we went to process the tiger crab again.

During a meal, there was hardly any sound, Leng Yunting was quietly peeling the shell, and Luo Qingxue was in charge of eating. When she couldn't eat and put down her chopsticks, Leng Yunting started to eat dinner, and the dishes were already cold.

She felt a little aggrieved in her heart, watching him eat quietly, and her eyebrows and eyes were no longer as domineering as they used to be. It seems that everything has changed in the past five years. She's changed, and so has he.

I can't believe that Leng Yunting, who used to be a stinky fart and arrogant, would now sit here and peel shrimp skin for her! Looking down, this guy's left hand was hidden under the table, and the index finger of his left hand had made a big cut because he was peeling the crab claws of tiger crabs.

I don't know why, looking at the way he eats quietly, as well as the wounded fingers he hid, and the messy shrimp shells on the table, my heart is a little sour.

Did you just dip too much vinegar in it? It seems that the stomach bag is a little swollen and a little uncomfortable.

She gently stroked her heart, Leng Yunting had not eaten properly, and she noticed it at once. He put down his chopsticks and looked at her frowning slightly, feeling a little panicked.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling bad? Do you want to go to the doctor?"

She looked up and saw the man in front of her with a panicked expression. The face is still the same familiar face, and the environment is still the same familiar environment, but it seems that something has become different.

"Well, maybe it's because I ate too much, and my stomach is a little upset. She gently and skillfully avoided it, but Leng Yunting panicked: "You have a bad stomach?