Before going out, He Xianmo took the access card from the shoe cabinet, he swiped the card back to the apartment, and frowned slightly after entering the door and seeing Zhou Ruo sitting on the sofa.

And Zhou Ruo didn't notice this, she had already been attracted by the huge shopping bag in He Xianmo's hand, "Why do you buy so much?" Isn't it just spaghetti with bolognese? ”

He Xianmo, of course, would not answer this question, he took off his shoes and walked barefoot in the direction of the restaurant.

Zhou Ruo had long been accustomed to He Xianmo's dumb state, she pouted, didn't mind at all, tugged at the shoulder strap of the nightdress, and followed step by step.

After Zhou Ruo followed, he saw He Xianmo sorting out the shopping bag, and when he saw him take out the baguette and steak from the bag, Zhou Ruo raised his eyebrows, "Why did you still buy this?" Gone? ”

When she asked this question, He Xianmo happened to take out the minced beef.

So I bought both.

Zhou Ruo asked knowingly: "Why do you buy more?" ”

He Xianmo didn't raise his eyelids, "Didn't you mention it?" ”

"Oh, but I'll just say that casually, I didn't expect Dr. He to be so attentive to my words." Zhou Ruo took two steps to his side and said with a smile, "It seems that Doctor He was very satisfied with what he did just now." ”

He Xianmo took the ingredients and walked towards the island, ignoring her words directly.

Zhou Ruo didn't mind, "Doctor He is so considerate, your girlfriend is blessed, envious." ”

He Xianmo paused as he opened the canned tomatoes.

She said envious.

"Looks like I'm going to have to find a chef with a similar skill to Dr. He." Zhou Ruo's lazy words interrupted He Xianmo's train of thought.

He sneered, his gaze darkened again, and he took the corkscrew and twisted it vigorously.

Zhou Ruo was interested today, and sat in the restaurant to watch He Xianmo cook the whole process - he was very skillful, and at first glance he was a person who often cooked, and he was clean and organized, cleaning up while cooking, and the countertop was not dirty at all.

When Zhou Ruo saw him cutting food with a knife, he suddenly wondered what he looked like when he had surgery.

He Xianmo is an outpatient doctor, and he doesn't seem to have heard much about him on the operating table?

Thinking of this, Zhou Ruo asked casually: "Doctor He, do you usually go to the operating table?" ”

He Xianmo raised his head and glanced at Zhou Ruo, "Not much." ”

Zhou Ruo: "Oh, that's it. ”

He Xianmo: "I don't work for a long time, and I don't have much clinical experience. ”

Cardiac surgery is not the turn of his qualified surgeon, and he has participated in the treatment before, and he is also an assistant.

"Yes." After He Xianmo said this, Zhou Ruocai reacted, and he seemed to have only graduated for a year or two.

may be because He Xianmo usually behaves too old-fashioned, Zhou Ruo always feels that there is a generation gap between them, but in fact, they are only one year apart in age.

Zhou Ruo joked, "I forgot, Dr. He is still very young." ”

He Xianmo read out her voice: "It's only a year older than you." ”

Zhou Ruo: "Oh~ Doctor He still remembers my age? Pay so much attention to me? ”

She started again.

He Xianmo didn't want to be teased by her, so he chose to be silent, flipping the silicone spatula to collect the juice from the pasta.

When the final work was done, He Xianmo put the pasta on a plate and brought the two plates together to the table.

When Zhou Ruo was about to go to get the cutlery by herself, He Xianmo had already taken the first step, so she went to the refrigerator and took out two bottles of water.

Zhou Ruo put the water in He Xianmo's hand, opened the bottle cap and took a sip, then picked up the fork and ate the noodles.

After taking a bite, Zhou Ruo suddenly raised his eyebrows, then frowned again, and slowed down his chewing speed.

After He Xianmo saw this scene, his eyes were all focused on her expression, and his heart unconsciously rose up.

Tomato bolognese pasta is a dish that he is very proficient at, so it shouldn't taste wrong by putting the wrong seasoning, right?

And this dish was also ordered by her-

"Isn't it delicious?" He Xianmo asked.

"No, it's special." After Zhou Ruo took a sip of water, he gave this evaluation, "It's not the same as what I ate before, and it feels very familiar." ”

It's rare for her to rack her brains so hard to think, "Oh yes, it's like my aunt's tomato lo mein when I was a child." ”

After He Xianmo heard this description, the expression on his face began to become indescribable, and he really couldn't tell whether Zhou Ruo's words were praise or depreciation.

Zhou Ruo saw his doubts, "Don't get me wrong, I'm praising you." ”

She picked up the fork again, "I really don't have much appreciation for food, I can't find the right words, but when I was a child, I loved to eat my aunt's tomato noodles, and now I eat them every time I go back." ”

This should be the most detailed time that Zhou Ruo took the initiative to mention her family's privacy.

He Xianmo said "um" and asked, "Will you go back often?" ”

"Once or twice a year." Zhou Ruo thought for a while, "I will go back when I have something at home, and I will definitely go back during the Spring Festival." ”

This is the tradition of the Zhou family for a long time, and the Spring Festival must be a family reunion.

Therefore, even people like her and Zhou Yi, who usually wander around, will return home as promised before the Spring Festival.

Zhou Ruo's words surprised He Xianmo, she didn't look like a family lover, but she didn't expect to have such a traditional family concept.

After Zhou Ruo said this, He Xianmo was more curious about her family background - not to spy on her family background, but just curious about what kind of environment can cultivate a person like her, he is the most rational one of the women he has ever seen in the relationship between men and women, as if no one can make her invest and fall deeply.

He wondered if she had always been like this, or if she had become like this after something had happened.

Although he was curious, He Xianmo pressed the question back and didn't ask.

Zhou Ruo wouldn't like him, an "inconsequential person", to probe into her privacy.

Later, during the meal, both of them tacitly agreed that they did not speak.

It was rare for Zhou Ruo to eat so much at night, and after eating the whole spaghetti with meat sauce, she put down her fork and said "thank you" to He Xianmo.

He Xianmo: "Oh, good. ”

Zhou Ruo glanced at the time, "Then you will drive carefully on the way back in a while." ”

He Xianmo's shoulders stiffened, and a pair of eyes stared at her, but he didn't reply.

Although he didn't speak, there was obvious anger and grief in his eyes, as if he was questioning her: That's it?

Probably eating people with soft mouths, Zhou Ruo glanced at the plate that had been eaten, and it was rare for his conscience to find, "If Doctor He doesn't mind, it's okay to stay, I don't care." ”

As soon as she said this, He Xianmo inexplicably thought of what she said before, the clothes of the man in the cloakroom.

He Xianmo let out a sneer in his nose: "You don't care. ”

can divide a cabinet in the cloakroom for the man, what can it matter.

After all, he wasn't the first.

Zhou Ruo heard He Xianmo's laughter, and walked around the dining table to him.

He Xianmo moved his lips, and before he could ask her what she was going to do, Zhou Ruo had already sat on his lap with his arms, and hooked his neck with his arms.

"Go down." He Xianmo frowned and reminded her.

"I really like to see you look like a dead duck with a hard mouth......" Zhou Ruo touched his Adam's apple, "How can Shirley put up with you for four years?" ”