A dim light came in the windows.

There were so many shadows on the table that even the fish couldn't be seen clearly. Li Jingmo's body disappeared into the night, and he couldn't see it at all.

Zhao Fuling didn't know what kind of mentality he was using to say this.

Maybe think of her as a handy maidservant? Perhaps they think that the transaction between them can cover this.

Zhao Fuling couldn't figure it out, so she stood in front of the table and hesitated for a while.

Until, Li Jingmo spoke again: "Isn't it a little abrupt Miss Zhao?" ”

His voice was still warm and normal, but because of her silence, he was a little more apologetic.

Zhao Fuling pursed her lips and sighed in her heart.

Only those who have something in their hearts will think more, and it is she who is not open.

It's just a fish bone, so why bother thinking about it?

She turned around resignedly and said, "It's not very abrupt, it's a little bit." ”

Anyway, look around for the candle flame in the house.

Li Jingmo was silent for a moment, heard her movements, and asked, "What is Miss Zhao looking for?" ”

"I want to light the lamp." Zhao Fuling said, "It's so dark in the house that you can't see anything." ”

Hearing this, Li Jingmo turned around and walked to the place close to the bed, and picked up an oil lamp: "Here." ”

Zhao Fuling walked over when she heard the sound, and didn't notice that Li Jingmo was walking over.

Both of them have long legs, and when they get closer, they don't know who stepped on whom first. After stepping on each other, Zhao Fuling raised her head again and accidentally bumped into Li Jingmo's nose.

The sudden sourness of the tip of his nose made Li Jingmo "hiss" lightly.

It was an embarrassing situation, but because his voice was low and good, it was dyed with a hazy and charming color.

Zhao Fuling's attention instantly rushed uncontrollably in other directions.

It wasn't until Li Jingmo lit the oil lamp that she took it back.

With the lights, the room instantly brightened up a lot.

Zhao Fuling saw that she was very close to Li Jingmo, so she hurriedly took a few steps back and said, "Du Gongzi, eat quickly, the fish that has just come out of the pot is the best, wait for it to cool." ”

Li Jingmo carried the lamp, rubbed his nose lightly, and said "um".

The oil lamp was rested on the table, and Li Jingmo sat down.

The dim light reflected half of his face, diluting the original cold whiteness, revealing a bit of softness.

Zhao Fuling stood to pick fish bones for him, and after standing for a while, she suddenly thought, she is not a maid, why does she look so much like a servant?

So she sat down.

Li Jingmo noticed the movement around him, tilted his head slightly, and said softly: "Miss Zhao also eats." ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Fuling heard a rumbling sound in her stomach.

She didn't know if Li Jingmo heard it.

But in order to avoid embarrassment, she pretended that nothing had happened, and said "um" very calmly.

The steamed fish is fresh and fragrant but not too strong, and Zhao Poria didn't like to eat it very much before. But during this time, she was trapped in the cold palace, and after having to return to the basics, as long as it was a dish with some meat foam, she felt delicious.

The fish bones are picked and picked, and the fish meat runs out of its mouth.

It wasn't until Li Jingmo put down his chopsticks that Zhao Lingling came back to her senses.

Heat rose on her cheeks instantly, and Zhao Ling's voice was so embarrassed that she was a little stiff: "This ...... The first time I made steamed fish, I tried it for Du Gongzi to see if it was delicious. ”

A lingering flavor is fermenting.

Li Jingmo turned his head when he heard the voice, but the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and his voice was shallow: "It's delicious." ”

It's like praising a child.

Zhao Fuling was even more embarrassed.

knew that the other party couldn't see it, and there was something covering her eyes, but she had the illusion that Li Jingmo was looking at herself intently.

That kind of look seemed to fall straight on her face through the white silk.

Zhao Fuling doesn't know where to put her hands and feet!

Both of them were silent, and I don't know how long it took before Li Jingmo slowly asked, "Miss Zhao has been avoiding me for the past few days?" ”