Gong Ming night indifferent way, "have you tried?"

"Ah?" An Yi Mo Leng Leng. This kind of noodles is darker than dark cuisine. How can she taste it.

However, in order to induce him to eat, an Yimo emphasized, "yes, I'm sure I've tasted it. I'll give you something to eat if I think it's good. Try it quickly."

Gong Ming night slightly nodded, "we eat together, dinner is solved."

"..." in order to let him eat, an Yimo put together, "eat together, eat together."

"Open your mouth." Gong Ming picked up a chopstick of noodles at night and put it to an Yimo's mouth.

An Yi Mo five flavors miscellaneous Chen Hang Mou to look at in front of the dark noodles, finally eyes a close, open mouth contain.

If it's really... It's terrible.

By comparison, the dark cuisine of Gongming night is delicious.

An Yimo didn't even dare to chew, so she swallowed directly. The smile on her face was stiff all the time. She reluctantly didn't let the smile break her work. She said to Gong Ming night, "it's really delicious. It's your turn to eat."

Gong Ming picked up a chopstick and put the noodles to his lips, but he still didn't eat them.

"Eat it." An with Mo eyes Baba of stare at him to see, oneself all ate in person, how does he still not eat?

Gong MINGYE put down the bowl and said, "I vaguely smell that besides the various condiments you put in, there seems to be another condiment that is not condiment."

"How?" An Yi Mo slants a head to pretend innocent, "is the seasoning that I put in too much, you smell wrong?"

She said in her heart: what's his nose? It's so smart!

Gong Ming night flatly said, "I'm very sensitive to the smell of some liquid."

"..." he pointed out that it was liquid, which meant that he had confirmed it.

An Yi Mo can only way, "you mean, is material bar?"? I poured a little cooking wine into it for seasoning. "

Gong Ming night way, "there is no cooking wine at home."

He can't touch any wine products, and naturally he can't keep cooking wine at home.

An Yimo's eyes are very sincere. "I just bought it in the mall. I just think you are very hard. I want to make a different meal for you. I know there is no cooking wine at home, so I went to buy a bottle. Don't worry. The cooking wine doesn't count, and I only pour a little. I won't get drunk. "

The palace dark night has not politely punctured her, "if really is the cooking wine, pour also no harm.". But I smell it. It's supposed to be a strong bar with high concentration? "

"..." an Yimo could not refute. He could even smell whether he was strong or not.

She pointed to him and said, "no matter what kind of wine it is, do you want to eat the food I've worked so hard to make for you?"

"No Gong MINGYE's answer is straightforward and powerful.

It's a bad thing to eat such a whole bowl.

"Eat or not?" An with Mo tone took a few cent to threaten a way.

"No Gongming night is still calm.

"You!" An Yimo revolves around him. She has to think about what can threaten him or lure him to eat.

Gong MINGYE pushed the bowl to one side, continued to poke at the notebook, and said casually, "come and sit down beside me when you've turned enough. Don't be tired."

An Yimo: "fall!

"Don't waste your efforts," Gong Ming said. Apart from the fact that you said that you wanted to leave me, what else do you think could threaten me? "

An Yimo's eyes brightened, and she was about to say that if he didn't want to eat, she would leave him to see if he dared not.