Chapter 2395

When she handed her the drink, Jo said casually, "sit down and have a rest. Dinner will be ready soon."

Yang Molly stays. Did she come to cook for her?

She wanted to catch up with him, but felt that she cared too much for him, and sat down directly in the sofa.

Who is afraid of whom?

I saw Qiao yuluo stride into the kitchen, pull up his sleeves, show his strong arms... Br >

Yang Molly sipped her lower lip, can he really cook?

He took out the necessary ingredients from the refrigerator, began to clean them carefully, then cut the vegetables, fired... Everything went on in an orderly way.

From her position, I can see Qiao yuluo's tall back and the perfect side face of the arc. Against the overhead light, it's cold and full of charm. It's hard to move your eyes when you see a single back.

About ten minutes later, some dishes came out of the kitchen one after another, and the attractive fragrance had already * the taste buds of jasmine, which could not help swallowing saliva again and again.

Isn't it too fragrant?

She can't wait to see what he's doing, but she's too embarrassed to wait for all the food to come to the table.

About ten minutes later, Jo yuluo finally looked at her. "Wash your hands, have dinner."

The gentle tone of voice is like the feeling of an old husband and wife.

Yang Moli was thinking about the delicious food at the table. She couldn't care about anything else at all. She walked quickly towards the restaurant.

Stewed shrimps, seared okra, boiled beef, fried yam with double peppers, and a bean curd soup.

Yang Moli was stunned to see all these delicious food. "This... This"

she wanted to ask you that you made all these?

It's all in front of her. Isn't that bullshit?

"Qiao yuluo a face dotes on the smiling meaning of drowning," wash hands to go. "

The golden eyes moved from the delicious food to Qiao yuluo's face. She smiled awkwardly, "OK."

Looking at her silly appearance, Qiao yuluo directly grabbed her wrist and took her to the bathroom.

Turn on the tap and drag her little hand to the bottom of the water. The whole process is natural and skilled. It feels like a father with a daughter.

Yang Molly stands in front of the washing table, his body is surrounded by his emptiness, not close to the half, but let Yang Molly feel the unprecedented heat.

The whole back seemed to be on fire, stiff and motionless. Qiao yuluo's big hand was allowed to rub the hand sanitizer on her small hand, which was clean little by little.

Yang Molly doesn't know what's wrong with her today. She can resist, but she just like a little fool.

Wash clean, wipe clean, warm big palm knead in her head, "go out to eat."

The voice is soft and impertinent.

Yang Molly shrinks her neck and follows him out of the bathroom.

At the dinner table, the two sat opposite each other, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

"Try it. I don't know what you like to eat. I made it a little easier." Qiao yuluo said casually, and gave her vegetables to the plate.

Yang Molly didn't say a word when she saw him. It's a little simple?

How about a big show? Forced five-star hotel chefs laid off?

Braved the golden eyes to see the oily shrimp. Just as she was ready to use the chopsticks, Qiao yuluo put the peeled shrimp on the plate.

The hand holding the chopsticks is slightly tightened, and the heart is also shaking. Someone peels shrimp for her. This is the first time