Entering the door, he gave her a kiss on the forehead. "You go upstairs to sleep, I'll cook."
Gu Xiaoran was shocked. In his memory, what he was not good at was cooking.
She is a little lazy today, and she is unwilling to move. She must have gone upstairs as usual.
But at this time, see Mo Qing twisted ingredients into the kitchen, put the plastic bag on the stove, quickly followed in, press and hold the plastic bag, "I'll do it."
Mo Qing turned to her.
Gu Xiaoran met his eyes and did not give in.
Mo Qing let go, turned out of the kitchen, sat down on the sofa, picked up the notebook from the car, and began to deal with business.
That indifferent appearance, as if nothing had happened between them.
Gu Xiaoran became more and more angry.
He took a long breath, suppressed his anger and began to wash his hands and cook.
The sound of chopper cutting the cutting board came from the kitchen.
Mo Qing's eyebrows picked slightly and took a look in the direction of the kitchen.
He didn't buy anything to chop.
She's obviously taking it out on the cutting board.
Or to demonstrate to him.
Dong Dong!
It's more fierce than it is.
Mo Qing is afraid that she cuts her fingers on impulse. She pushes away her notebook and walks to the kitchen.
As soon as he got to the door, Gu Xiaoran suddenly turned around and faced him, holding a kitchen knife in his hand, and raised it in front of him with the blade facing him.
Mo Qing Piao an eye to leave own brain door only half feet of kitchen knife, calmly stretch out a hand to take the kitchen knife in her hand.
Gu Xiaoran shrunk his hand expressionless, "to buy salt."
Mo Qing looked at her for a while and turned to the door.
Just out of the door, I heard a loud "bang" and the sound of the kitchen knife being put down heavily.
I couldn't help but pause. I looked back at the kitchen. I didn't see any more movement before I closed the door.
Mo Qing bought salt back, see Gu Xiaoran no longer noisy, quietly cooking.
She was so quiet that he was surprised and couldn't help looking at her.
Gu Xiaoran took the salt jar and reached for the salt he had bought.
Moqing holds the salt.
Gu Xiaoran looked at his hand and frowned, "why?"
"I'll do it."
"Mo Shao Jing GUI, I'll do the kitchen work. You old, please go back and continue what you should do. " Gu Xiaoran chopped ginger.
Mo Qing glances at the ginger grains on the cutting board, tears a hole in the salt bag and pours it into the salt jar without saying a word.
Pour salt, also don't walk, pour to the door, looking at her ruthlessly torture those ingredients.
Gu Xiaoran looked back, "you old man look at me, I'm nervous. When I'm nervous, it's easy to cut off my fingers. Don't you want me to lose a few fingers?"
Mo Qing was silent for a moment. She turned around and walked out of the kitchen. As soon as she sat down on the sofa, there came a heavy "bang" from the kitchen.
Mo Qing ignored it and continued to do her own business.
An hour and a half later, five dishes and one soup were on the table, with good color and fragrance.
"Mo Shao, have a meal." Gu Xiaoran is no longer straight faced, smiling at the immobile overlord.
Mo Qing closed her notebook, went to the table and looked at the dishes on the table. It looked good, but I don't know why. There was always a feeling of Hongmen banquet.
"Sit down."
Gu Xiaoran put the chopsticks in his hand.
She changed too much.
Mo Qing was almost sure that the meal was not that simple.
He took a look at her, sat down fearlessly at the table, picked up chopsticks and put vegetables into her bowl. The action was natural and the same as usual.
"Aren't you hungry? Eat."
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