Chapter 1227

Listening to Han Haoman's sarcasm, he glared at him in the evening, picked up a mouthful of vegetables again, and said faintly, "although I don't look good, I still eat well."

Seeing the woman's face full of fat, Han Hao sneered, "ha ha, you can eat more."

"You don't have to say, I'll eat more." Water bright eyes slightly lift, the evening will be the meal in the mouth swallow, light voice mouth.

"Hum!" For the evening this kind of behavior, Han Hao just disdainfully pulled the corners of the mouth, did not speak.

As time goes by, Han Hao holds his chin and looks at the way he is eating late at night. The doubt in his eyebrows is getting deeper and deeper.

Originally, at the beginning, he wanted to see how it was difficult to swallow after eating his own dishes. But now, seeing her not only didn't feel a bit bad, but also looked more and more happy. This made Han Hao's heart gradually have doubts.

"Aren't those dishes so bad?" He murmured in his heart. Han Hao's eyes swept over the chopsticks on one side. He coughed awkwardly. He found a step for himself and said, "look at your appearance. Are you pretending to be? Or I'll try it myself. " With that, Han Hao wanted to take the chopsticks on the other side.

"Wait a minute. You just said that these meals are mine. Why do you want to go back now?" A touch of fine light flashed through the dark eyes, and raised eyebrows in the evening.

"Who, who has turned back? I just want to see how your cooking is? What's more, don't forget that I paid for these dishes. How can I say that I am also the owner of them? Shouldn't I eat them? " By the evening so a question, Han Hao's eyes flashed a flurry, and then choked the neck said.

"Well, since you said that, I'm sorry to stop you. OK, I've almost eaten. Since you want to eat, you can eat the rest. Remember, you can't waste it. After all, every grain is hard." Crimson red lips slightly Yang, put down the chopsticks in the hand in the evening, said deliberately.

"Bang, I don't know that every grain is hard?" With a cold bang, Han Hao took his chopsticks directly and went to the braised fish clip on one side.

When he left late in the evening, Han Hao looked at the food in front of him. Thinking of what he had just said, he ate it one mouthful at a time.

Sitting there quietly in the evening, looking at Han Hao's tense appearance, he snorted coldly. Then he got up, picked up his bag and said in a deep voice, "OK, you can eat well. I'll go first. Remember, it must not be left." With that, she did not wait for Han Hao to answer, and she opened the door and left.

On the other side, after leaving Han Hao's home in the evening, she quickly found a garbage can and vomited all the things she had just eaten. Until she felt better in her stomach, she took out a tissue to wipe the corners of her mouth, and the whole person fell down on one side of the chair.

When he carefully ate the fish, Han Hao frowned and chewed twice. He felt that it was not so bad, and finally he swallowed it.

"Hoo This idiot, I thought it was so good... " Scarlet thin lips raised a touch of ridicule, raised his head in the evening, looked at the sky above, and couldn't help laughing.