"Come in."

The man's faint voice came, very soft, but with no doubt.

Analysis, who was cleaning his head, heard the man's words, and was stunned for a moment before reacting.

Looking in the direction of the kitchen where the man was, he stood there motionless.

This is the man in the kitchen who turned his head, and glanced faintly at the young man who was still standing with pale eyes.

Pale eyes with a hint of emotion. As if to say:

Hurry up!

He lowered his head, looked at the snow-white floor on the ground, and walked lightly with lazy steps, full of unwillingness.

"Brother Han, what are you doing?"

Looking at standing in the kitchen, it is not low, but it is still full of style.

He was a natural luminous body, standing tall and noble.

Hearing his words, the man raised his eyebrows and turned to look at the smiling young man leaning against the window door.

The hairy head always has an urge to rub it, and the facial features are so delicate that it is not like words.

The thin lips are curved and opened, and you can see the crystal and neat teeth inside, which makes people always have the urge to taste it.

The man hooked the corners of his mouth and looked at the young man, his deep voice with a little smile.

"What? Are you ready for me to cook for you? ”

"This dare is good!"

"I don't know how Brother Han's cooking skills are? I'm looking forward to it. ”

"Ershao, I'm a patient."

"This ...... All right. ”

"But I can't guarantee the quality."

The patient is an old stalk, but it still works a little bit for analysis.

"Of course, I don't expect that much from you."

The man was wearing pajamas, with a faint expression on his face, not caring in the slightest, and he was too handsome.

This one...

What else is there to say!

Should we be happy? Or what should I do?

Just as he was about to say something more, he saw the man walking lazily, and his whole body followed out of the kitchen.

He raised his eyebrows, shrugged his shoulders, and spread his hands.

I paced to the refrigerator and opened it.

I found that there was really too much in it, there should be a lot of it, and there should be a lot of it.

He walked leisurely in the kitchen, the whole kitchen was large, as big as a medium room.

The shiny kitchen utensils are not used at all.

It's just a waste.

Watching the man leaning back on the couch, wearing pajamas, too lazy.

His eyes scanned the kitchen.

Then, he rolled up his sleeves and worked hard.

Come to think of it, it's more convenient to cook a pot of porridge.

Just do it.

Wrapped in a crimson girl's apron, the elf-like face was filled with a shallow smile.

Pretty tight!

Scoop rice, wash rice, put grains, drain water, pour rice, plug in......

The whole action was done in one go, and I didn't even look at the recipe on the hood.

It doesn't look like a novice at all, and the familiar doesn't look like words.

Addicted to the pleasure of cooking, he was completely oblivious to the deep puzzled gaze of the man on the couch that fell on him.

Taking advantage of the time when the porridge was still cooked, he walked out of the kitchen, still wearing an apron.

"Got it?"

Xu heard the voice, and the pale eyes of the man leaning on the sofa seemed to move slightly away from the TV, and said lightly.

He replied as he walked.

"I haven't cooked some porridge yet, and it should be ready in a while."

"Porridge?"

Hearing his words, the man's eyes finally fell completely on Xi's body, looking at his cute appearance in an apron, the man's eyes flashed slightly.

The sexy thin lips curved slightly, and said lightly.

"Yes, your illness is not cured yet, of course it is better to eat lightly. Am I right? Brother Han. ”

Playfully bent his eyes, and his words were a little provocative.

Hearing this, the man's pale eyes moved away, and he said the word "um" lightly.

There was no follow-up.