Gu Xiaoran quickly stopped, "I don't eat meat today."

Then she sat down opposite him and dragged the only dish of vegetable to her. It was obvious that the vegetable was her own.

Mo Qing knew that there was something wrong with all these meat dishes.

Gu Xiaoran picked up another pair of chopsticks and put a piece of fried meat into his bowl. "I made it specially for you. Eat more."

You have to use another pair of chopsticks for him. How poisonous is this dish?

Mo Qing doesn't move.

I'm obviously going to starve.

Gu Xiaoran simply provocatively slightly raised his chin, "ungrateful? Or dare not eat? "

Mo Qing's mouth turned up slightly, showing a faint smile.

Calmly picked up chopsticks again, slowly picked up the bowl of fried meat, put into the mouth.

Gu Xiaoran looked at him without blinking, and did not let go of any expression on his face.

Mo Qing takes a look at her. Without chewing the meat in her mouth, she pulls out a tissue from the tissue box, spits out the salty meat in the tissue and throws it away.

He was elegant and well bred, with a handsome face and a light spirit, without a trace of anger.

No response?

She fried those dishes, put half a bag of salt, even if he vomited, he should be salted to death.

How come there's no response?

Gu Xiaoran was disappointed.

"How does it taste?"

"Good."

"Then try this one again?" Gu Xiaoran gave him another piece of braised spare ribs.

"No happiness." He got up and took a bottle of water. He opened the lid and took a sip.

Under the light, his delicate facial features become soft, not so sharp, and look more meaningful. It's hard to associate with his evil deeds in the afternoon.

Gu Xiaoran's face sank.

Mo Qing lightly glanced at her gloomy face. It was so calm that there was no waves. On the contrary, it made Gu Xiaoran a little uneasy.

As soon as you throw your chopsticks away, you go upstairs, open the quilt and go to sleep.

I can't make it.

Mo Qing watched her go upstairs, saw her figure disappear in the field of vision, looked down at the food on the table, eyes sank.

Neither he nor she was happy.

No matter what way, it's always good to let it out.

He took the dishes from the table, poured them out together, washed the dishes and cooked again.

Gu Xiaoran was lying on the bed, but he didn't feel sleepy. He listened to the movement downstairs.

Thought that he would come to her trouble, but he did not come up, and downstairs came the sound of collecting and washing dishes.

It's like a couple living in an ordinary family.

This kind of life, which she had been longing for, made her feel depressed.

There's something wrong with them, but they don't know what's wrong.

After a while, the sound of cutting vegetables came from the kitchen again.

When he went to the supermarket, he also bought several ingredients of vegetables.

She ruined all the ingredients of those dishes.

She didn't know what he was doing.

I can't help but wonder.

Get up quietly, lie on the railing and look down.

I can't see anything.

Gu Xiaoran forced down his curiosity and lay back.

In the heart is like a cat in the same pain.

Finally, I couldn't help but use the toilet as an excuse to go downstairs.

There is a steamed egg soup on the table. It's yellow and steamed with plastic wrap. There is no bubble at all. It's tender and looks delicious.

Eggs are the only thing she has left.

Gu Xiaoran did a strenuous exercise in the afternoon, and then went to the airport. He didn't even have time for dinner.

Hungry to now, early chest paste after the belly.

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