Chapter 73

"Good." Ye Fei nods.

Obviously, Zhao Gushen is helping her.

But why did Zhao Gushen help her?

Ye Fei is puzzled, so he doesn't connect well with him.

After all, she and Zhao Gushen have no relatives. Why should they help her?

Still, don't say anything.

How can they help me.

There are so many people who need his help. How can we just give her a lot of help?

It's love to help her, but it's duty not to help her.

But actually, there is no love between them.

Ye Fei is uneasy in the heart, simply asked: "why do you help me so?"

Zhao gu deep micro Leng, as if did not expect Ye Fei will ask.

Why?

Because she could be the mother of his child?

Because he had feelings for her?

Zhao Gushen looks at Ye Fei's face.

Indeed, every time I see her, I can't help but want to get close to her.

Even if she met with something difficult, she didn't tell him and kept it from him.

But he still can't help but inquire and solve it for her.

Zhao Gushen quietly looks at Ye Fei for a while. Ye Fei is under great pressure and wants to stop looking.

Just listen to Zhao Gushen say: "do you think?"

“……” Ye Feixin said that if she knew, would she need to ask him?

Ye Fei laughed two times and said, "because Xiaomo is so cute?"

Zhao Gushen "ha" A: "have a meal."

Ye Fei eats and remembers one thing: "by the way, I can't come to deliver your meal tomorrow."

"What's the matter?" Zhao Gushen is dissatisfied.

How can you give up halfway?

This just persisted for one day, will be interrupted?

"Yesterday, I received a call from an old man who wanted to invite me to take charge of lunch at her home tomorrow. She said that she was having a party with her friends at home. I heard that my cooking skills were good, so I wanted to invite me." Ye Fei explains.

"In fact, I've suspended the private kitchen business, and I've contacted all my regular customers one by one. I've suspended the private kitchen business since today. But what the old man said was pitiful. I don't know if I can have another chance to taste my cooking. "

"They are all so old that they may not be able to wait for me." Ye Fei says difficultly, "words all talk about this son, I want to do tomorrow."

"Although I'm strange, I didn't use the name of Fei Xiaomo to do private cooking. Besides, even if I use the name of Fei Xiaomo, the old people don't know. As a matter of principle, it's not as well known as that. I'm the guest. "

"But anyway, I have to go tomorrow." Ye Fei said, "the old people all said that."

Somehow, Zhao Gushen felt that this routine was a little familiar.

"What's the address you're going to tomorrow?" Zhao Gushen asked.

Ye Fei thinks that Zhao Gushen probably doesn't know the location of the house number.

So, I roughly said the representative landmark nearby: "that's the neighborhood."

Zhao Gushen

It's a familiar place.

Zhao Gu Shen looked down and saw two pieces of smoked salmon with eggs in the lunch box.

"How did you make two?" Zhao Gushen asked with a smile.

"I'm afraid you won't have enough. Only fried rice and shrimp, some monotonous Ye Fei explained, "I also made you egg white crisps. If you are hungry in the afternoon, you can eat them."

"I'll keep the egg white crackers, but now, I can't eat two servings of salmon." Zhao Gushen says and suddenly reaches out to Ye Fei.