During the course of eating, I was full of praise.
Ah Yao's craftsmanship is certainly not top-notch. Compared with the chef at home, she is still a little behind. However, Qing'er has not eaten authentic Chinese food for a long time, so this meal is the top-notch delicacy for her.
Besides, how long has it been since the boy learned to cook? She felt deeply that he had great potential.
I don't know which girl is cheaper.
When he was full, he put down his chopsticks and let out a long breath: "ah Yao, what skills do you have? Let's show them all."
He burst out laughing.
"Sister Qing'er, you will know about it in the future."
"Yes, too." Tilt son nodded, "I was worried that you would come out to study at a young age. If I graduated early, what should I do if I left you alone? Now it seems that there is no need to worry about it."
"I think you are more worrying than sister qinger." A Yao looks at her.
"Oh, it's OK." Qing'er didn't feel embarrassed at all, "you see, I'm still alive to now Well, I'll clean it up. "
Half way through, she saw that ah Yao had taken the initiative to clean up the dishes and chopsticks. She quickly grasped his wrist: "it's so hard to cook. I'll come to the rest. I can't let you do all the rest."
Ah Yao's action is really stopped, his eyes can't help but fall to tilt son to hold his hand, the eye is the woman's thin fingertip and pink nail cover.
Qing'er didn't find anything different. She took advantage of this opportunity to grab the dishes and chopsticks from him and said with a smile: "you can sit and have a rest. There's a dishwasher in the kitchen, and I'll be fine soon. "
Ah Yao's throat knot slipped for a moment, and the moment her hand was released, it seemed that his body fixing mantra was lifted.
Seeing the woman carrying dishes and chopsticks to the kitchen, he hesitated for a while, or followed the past.
When he walked into the kitchen, he found that the woman was squatting in front of the dishwasher and muttering: "how can I use this thing..."
To be honest, the biggest function of the kitchen for her is to make cereal or something. She has never used the dishwasher since she moved in.
Ah Yao just thought it was funny. He walked over. When he bent over, the woman in front of him just planned to get up.
So the next second, the woman's head heavily hit his chin.
Ah Yao snorted and screamed. She covered her head and turned around. However, ah Yao seemed to be standing unsteadily. Her body was uncontrollably pressed down towards her, pushing her whole body against the flow platform behind her.
A boy of seventeen or eighteen is probably the age when hormones are at its peak.
As soon as he leaned over, she immediately felt that all her senses were covered by a strange breath. The breath was not bad, but somehow made her heart beat faster. She had to hold her breath and shake her head to wake herself up.
"Ah Yao, are you ok?" Ignoring the pain in her head, she reached for his chin.
In comparison, she felt that his jaw should be more painful.
A Yao slightly wrung his eyebrows. It seemed that the pain was severe. Maybe he felt that her hand was more comfortable to press. So he grabbed her hand and pressed it on his chin where he was hurt.
The scalding temperature in the palm of my hand makes my heart beat in disorder.
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