Zuo Ling didn't know what to say, she was really moved by Shen Du's words, "Anyway, we are good brothers for life." Zuo Ling looked at him and smiled.

Shen Duan raised his eyebrows slightly, smiled, and nodded: "Yes." ”

Although they are friends of the opposite sex, some people may think that the feelings between friends of the opposite sex are not very simple. But Zuo Ling and he may be the few friends of the opposite sex, and the simple ones can't be simpler.

Zuo Ling has no friends of the same sex, and other girls have girlfriends or something, but she doesn't. But she has him, so he's a male girlfriend.

Suddenly, a strange smell came into Shen Quan's nostrils, he frowned, looked away from Zuo Ling, and then fell behind her......

"Your dish seems to be mushy."

Zuo Ling: "......"

Coming back to his senses, Zuo Ling hurriedly turned around to look at the dishes in the pot, "Hiss-" Sure enough, it was really mushy.

……

When Li Ye came back, he smelled the smell of rice as soon as he came in, frowned, and changed his shoes and walked in.

Looking at the food on the table, the corners of his mouth twitched, and sure enough, it was the same as he thought.

As if hearing the sound of the door opening, Zuo Ling walked out of the bedroom.

"What did you cook?" Dawn stood against the door frame, looking at her with his arms folded and smiling.

Zuo Ling looked at the smile on his lips, and knew that his smile had a hint of coldness, "Ang." ”

"Don't you remember what I said?" Li Ye rarely spoke to her like that.

Every time he spoke to her in this tone, he was 100% angry.

Zuo Ling pursed his lips, and his desire to survive was very strong: "Shen Duan came here to teach me." ”

I glanced back at the dishes on the table, and although I couldn't see what they were, they were very hearty. Come to think of it, she can't do it herself. After all, the last time Shen Duan taught her to cook while watching her video, she could burn the kitchen.

Li Ye retracted his gaze, only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, he took off his blazer, and whispered to her: "Don't do it next time, if you are hungry, call me, I will order takeout, if you are not too hungry, just wait for me to come back and make it for you." ”

His tone was now many times softer than he had just now.

Zuo Ling raised his hand to take his coat and was ready to help him hang it up.

As soon as her hand touched her coat, her wrist was grabbed by him, Zuo Ling frowned, and looked up at him a little inexplicably, "What's wrong?" She was a little confused.

The hand struggled, but with all his strength, her hand could not be withdrawn.

Li Ye is the kind of person who looks thin and tall, in fact, as soon as his clothes are taken off, his muscles and abs ...... Tsk, that's a temptation.

In addition, he has been cultivated as a courtyard since he was a child, and his strength must be greater than that of ordinary people.

Staring at the band-aid on her hand, Li Ye's dark eyes were deep, looking at her with lowered eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Your hand is made by chopping vegetables?" ”

His tone was close to affirmative.

“…… Right. Zuo Ling stared at his eyes for a while, admitting it.

Hearing the sound, sure enough, Li Ye's brows deepened a little, he frowned, the corners of his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but seeing her looking at herself pitifully with her eyes open, the words on his lips turned again: "Is the wound deep?" "Li Ye is really angry.

Thinking of the blood stained on the chopping board, Zuo Ling shook his head decisively: "It's not deep, there is not a lot of blood." ”

The wound was not deep, but there was a lot of blood.

(End of chapter)