Chapter 1967

It's a pity that she hasn't fully recovered. He can't touch her.

Zhuo Ran's mind was in a mess, but his work didn't delay at all, and Indifferent, as always.

He diced tomatoes, onions and meat.

Yu Fei looked at Zhuo Ran's quick action and looked at him with wide eyes. "You used to cook?"

"Very few."

"Very few, how can you have such good Dao Gong?"

Zhuo ran raised his eyes, cool eyes swept over her face, the corner of his lips had a meaning of unknown.

Yu Fei thought of her sister's words - do you know who Jiuye is? He used to be the king of drugs in Myanmar, but later he was the king of hell in the road. His hands were bloody and he killed people without blinking an eye. Do you know how many lives he has?

Zhuo ran only looked at her one eye, then drew back her eyes. Yu Fei then passed the night when she saw him for the first time.

She's not afraid of him, she just feels distressed.

Zhuo ran always talks less. Yu Fei looks at him and doesn't know what to say for a moment. No one talks, so the kitchen is quiet.

He cooks fast, but he never says a word and doesn't look at her. However, Yu Fei feels that he doesn't mean to alienate her, but he is used to indifference.

Zhang Ma knew that Zhuo ran had driven all the servants out of the kitchen. When she got to the door, she didn't dare to come in directly. She stood at the door of the kitchen and looked at the two people sitting in the kitchen. She called carefully, "Zhuo Shao."

Zhuo ran glanced at the slippers on Zhang Ma's hand and nodded.

Mother Zhang just entered the kitchen, quickly walked up to Yu Fei, put her slippers under her feet, "Miss Yu, your shoes."

"Thank you." Yu Fei felt embarrassed to toss the servants like this, but seeing that Zhuo ran had no response, she had to put on her slippers in silence.

Mother Zhang stepped back carefully.

In less than half an hour, two plates of spaghetti with beautiful colors and shapes were on the table. In addition, there were two light vegetables and a laver soup.

Zhuo ran put one plate of spaghetti in front of Yu Fei, the other plate in front of him, and took a bowl to fill Yu Fei with soup.

He hasn't eaten yet.

"I'll do it." Yu Fei goes to get another soup bowl.

Zhuo ran coldly at a glance, stop Yu Fei all action, looking at Yu Fei honestly sat back, he just put the soup in front of her, "eat it."

He is so busy that he has to come back to cook for her.

Although Yu Fei felt sorry, she was warm in her heart.

When Zhuo ran filled his own soup, he picked up the fork and rolled a ball of noodles into his mouth.

Well, it's really delicious.

Yu Fei has a pleasant face.

I said I had no appetite just now. Now I'm eating like this.

A smile flashed in Zhuo Ran's eyes.

"Zhuo ran, what did my sister say to you?" Yu Fei swallowed the noodles and looked at the elegant man opposite.

"Food does not speak." Zhuo ran took a piece of fried lotus root to her plate.

Yu Fei almost coughed. She knew that he didn't want to talk about her sister, so that he would not be able to eat this meal again.

Although there was something on his mind, the good thing was that the food Zhuo ran made was really delicious and the meal was very comfortable.

After eating and drinking enough, she needs to exercise and eat. He no longer holds her and lets her walk back slowly, but he walks behind her and looks at her back.

This injury, every day to make up for good food and drink, or lost a lap.

However, the injury has recovered very well. With this recovery speed, it will be all over in a few days.

PS: good night, the countdown to explosion, and one more day

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