Zhou Shuang ignored him, he pursed the corners of his mouth helplessly, turned around and walked towards the door.

Oh, suddenly so enthusiastic!

Zhou Shuang rolled her eyes at Lu Yinan's back, watching his tall figure go out and disappear, she slowly leaned back and leaned against the head of the bed.

His eyes swept around the corners of the room, neatly and neatly, just quietly, and there was a fragrance in the air, which was the smell of the perfume used by Lu Yinan.

The door was not closed, and there was the sound of pots and pans colliding outside, as well as the sound of stabbing in the oil pot under the vegetables.

Zhou Shuang was surprised, and looked at the door of the room, this guy is really cooking by himself?

He pays so much attention to his face, pays attention to his hands that are so delicate that they are like handicrafts, and he actually cooks?

What's even more surprising is that he can cook?

Curiosity killed the cat, Zhou Shuang lifted the quilt and got out of bed, barefoot, and walked gently to the door of the room, step by step......

Walking to the door, she leaned on the door frame with her hands, her head quietly poking out the door.

This is an apartment divided by the hospital, with one bedroom and one living room, and the kitchen is open, and she can see Lu Yinan standing in front of the stove at a glance.

He was wearing a blue apron, holding a spatula in one hand and a mobile phone in the other, and he was looking at ...... Dishes for cooking?

Zhou Shuang puffed out his mouth, watching a little intrigued.

Lu Yinan put down his mobile phone and hurriedly looked for seasonings, obviously unfamiliar with the business.

The mushy smell in the pot drifted to the door of the room and got into Zhou Shuang's nose, Zhou Shuang sniffed hard, and then blinked, "Is the big intestine red in the snow?" ”

This is her favorite dish, she used to go out to eat with Lu Yinan, always order this dish, and he always disliked and despised her.

This guy is actually making this dish himself, what kind of wind is he smoking?

Zhou Shuang looked at Lu Yinan again, Lu Yinan just saw Lu in the pot, quickly turned off the fire, and panicked again.

This is the first time he has cooked a meal, and every time he eats it, he thinks it is very simple, but it is so difficult to do, he frowned, and many beads of sweat leaked from his forehead.

Zhou Shuang was still quietly and cautiously at first, seeing that Lu Yinan was so busy, she simply leaned directly on the door frame and looked at the man who was in a hurry over there with interest.

She clasped her hands to her chest, one leg straight, one leg arched, and her posture was languid.

"Have you washed up? It's time to eat. ”

Lu Yinan suddenly raised his head, looked at Zhou Shuang and said, his tone and eyes were not surprised or surprised at all.

Could it be that he had already spotted her standing here? Zhou Shuang's heart was weak for a moment, and he replied: "I'm not hungry, I don't want to eat." ”

Then she turned around and walked quickly towards the bed.

Lu Yinan chased after him, "Eat a little bit, I worked hard." ”

Zhou Shuang sneered, "Heh, it's hard enough." ”

While stir-frying, she looked up recipes on the Internet, she had done this kind of thing before, and she knew it well.

She has never cooked, for the sake of her three children, for him...... It is a good dish that can be made even now.

I don't want to know, I was shocked when I thought about it, it turned out that she had changed a lot.

Lu Yinan chased after Zhou Shuang, Zhou Shuang resisted, he simply picked her up, saw her on his shoulder, turned around and walked outside the room.

As he walked, he said, "My stomach was empty last night, and I can't do it without eating." ”

"Lu Yinan, let me down, I haven't got my clothes on yet." Zhou Shuang grabbed the hem of his shirt with both hands, pulled it down, and kicked his legs in a hurry.

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