"When did you come out?"

"What are you cooking so late?"

Su Mo Han's eyes fell on the plate, and did not reach for it. Instead, he followed Ye Fei and walked to the tea table.

Ye Fei takes out the porcelain bowl and puts it on the tea table. It may be a little hot. She can't help touching her earlobe. Then she moves the porcelain bowl to Su Mohan.

In the porcelain bowl is a bowl of porridge, with tremella, longan, red dates, red beans and so on.

It sounds like eight treasure porridge, but maybe it's very light in color, so it doesn't look like it. Su Mohan guesses that most of the ingredients in it are selected and cut by herself, and then cooked carefully.

After moving over, ye Fei then sat back on the sofa and continued to focus on watching TV.

Su Mohan looks up at her. The colorful lights reflected on the TV are reflected on her face, especially gorgeous. In the steaming heat, it is inexplicably warm.

I don't know if it was a little cold because she didn't wear socks. She took up her legs and covered them with a thin blanket, which made him feel sorry that he couldn't see the two slender legs.

Until five minutes later, ye Fei saw that Su Mo Han didn't move. She couldn't help but say, "why don't you eat?"

"Just full."

As soon as the voice fell, ye Fei's foot Ya then kicked over and kicked him fiercely in the thigh: "what are you full of? I just saw that the rice in your bowl didn't move... "

"Oh?" Su Mohan's tone was a little higher: "I thought you didn't look good after this..."

Being choked, ye Fei blushed and turned to stare at the TV.

Su Mo Han has been staring at her, but also can't move his eyes, can't think how to have children, she is more and more love to blush, but this shame, he can't move his eyes.

"Are you eating or not? If you don't eat, I'll take it away... "

Aware of the burning eyes, ye Fei turned her head and glared at him angrily.

Su Mo Han grabs her ankle, pulls the person to his side directly, looks at the pretty face close at hand, some deep mouth way: "just is intentional?"

Ye Fei turned her head unnaturally. Her ears were red and staring at the TV: "you scratch me ~"

"where does it hurt?" Su Mo Han's big hand went up a little bit along her ankle. She was so surprised that she grabbed his big hand and said, "you should eat something quickly. It will be cold for a while."

Su Mo Han took back his eyes for a long time and took up a bowl to eat. His eyes were tender.

Ye Fei doesn't watch TV any more. She stares at him all the time with her head on her side. She just thinks that how can he even eat so good-looking?

After eating half of it, Su Mohan raised his head and said, "did you make it for me? Well? "

"Well, jujube can nourish blood..."

Concubine Ye whispers, Su Mo Han smiles. Isn't jujube a blood tonic for women? As for men, he really doesn't know

"It doesn't taste good."

Su Mo Han put down the bowl and his voice became colder.

Ye Feiwei Zheng did not respond for a while: "how can? How can it be bad? I just tasted it... "

Su Mo cold black eyes such as torch, just silent staring at her.

Ye Fei was a little uneasy when he saw it. She sat up straight and reached for the bowl: "I'll try it again."

Before the finger tip touched the bowl change, her arm hurt, and she was dragged into her arms by Su Mohan. Then her lips were sweet, and the warm porridge poured into her mouth. She swallowed it subconsciously, and it was almost too sweet to melt