When four dishes and one soup were served, Zhou Hua was stunned.

Can't help but exclaim: "small ran, your skill is very good, just smell the taste and feel very appetite."

Small ran slightly embarrassed smile, "in fact, it's just the general level, you quickly sit down, I'll get the chopsticks."

Said, small ran Xing rushed to the kitchen again.

"I'll help you." Zhou Hua is always trying to do something. He's really embarrassed just waiting to eat, so he strode to catch up.

When he entered the kitchen, Xiao ran came out with dishes and chopsticks. They were both in a bit of a hurry and ran into each other.

Fortunately, the chopsticks in Xiao Ran's arms were well protected, and he did not fall to the ground. But two people such close contact, each other's breathing intertwined, the surrounding temperature inexplicably began to rise.

"Are you... OK?" In embarrassment, Zhou Hua hung his head and looked at her awkwardly.

I don't know why little ran blushed. When he spoke, he could not help stuttering. "No... nothing."

Looking at her red face, Zhou Hua's embarrassed face slightly curved up with a smile. It turns out that her shy look is more lovely.

He stepped back in a hurry. He stood aside. "I'm sorry, I want you to help me."

Little ran hung his head, his face was red and his voice was very small: "it doesn't matter, brother Zhou, please sit down quickly."

"Well!" Seeing Zhou Hua's step moving towards the dining table, Xiao ran dared to look up and look at his back nervously.

Yu Xiaoran, what are you thinking?

Mercilessly in his heart, he warned himself that Xiaoran was walking slowly with his chopsticks at the table, and gave a pair of dishes to Zhou Hua. His expression was somewhat unnatural. "Brother Zhou, you can taste them now and see how they taste?"

Zhou Hua took the dishes with a smile. "Then I'm not polite."

Xiaoran was amused by his words and said happily, "you are welcome. If there is something bad, please bring it up for me. I will pay attention next time."

After a meal, the atmosphere is quite pleasant. The most important thing is to eat a clean soup with four dishes.

Until the moment when she put down her chopsticks, Zhou Hua was full of praise for her cooking skills, and joked that whoever married her would be really lucky.

Small Ran is boasted of embarrassed, squinting eyes have been laughing.

"Let's make an appointment. I'll wash dishes when you cook in the future, so that I can eat comfortably." Zhou Hua said.

Little ran was in a hurry. "How can I do that? I don't have much cutlery. I really don't need to bother you."

"If so, I won't dare to come in the future. I'm sorry to do nothing but wait for food." Zhou Hua is telling the truth. If it goes on like this, how can Xiao ran think of him? He can't hang on his own face.

Little ran could not resist him, so he reluctantly agreed, "all right."

As soon as the voice dropped, Zhou Hua stood up, cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and carried them into the kitchen.

Little ran was still a little upset. No one came home to let the guests wash the dishes, so he followed him involuntarily. "So, do you need help?"

Zhou Hua looked back and saw her standing at the kitchen door, her eyebrows bent involuntarily. "No, you can go and have a rest. All these jobs will be handed to me later."

Little ran didn't speak. Looking at his busy back, he was a little shaken. Then he thought of the strange dream of last night, and his face turned red again.