Four dishes and one soup were served, and Zhou Hua was stunned.
Can't help but exclaim: "Xiaoran, your craft is very good, just smell the smell, feel very appetizing."
Xiaoran slightly embarrassed smile, "in fact, it's just the average level. You should sit down quickly and I'll get the chopsticks."
Said, small ran Xing rushed toward the kitchen again.
"I'll help you." Zhou Hua is always doing something, just waiting for food is really a little embarrassed, so he strode to catch up.
He went into the kitchen, but Xiao ran came out with the dishes and chopsticks. Both of them were in a bit of a hurry and bumped into each other.
Fortunately, the dishes and chopsticks in Xiaoran's arms were well protected and did not fall on the ground. But two people such close contact, each other's breathing entangled together, the surrounding temperature began to rise inexplicably.
"Are you... OK?" In embarrassment, Zhou Hua hung his head and looked at her in some embarrassment.
Little ran didn't know why she even blushed. When she spoke, she stammered, "no... nothing."
Looking at her flushed face, Zhou Hua's embarrassed face curved slightly with a smile. It turns out that her shy look is more lovely.
"I'm sorry, I want you to help you," he said
Xiao ran hung his head, his face was red, and his voice was very small: "it doesn't matter, brother Zhou, you should sit down quickly."
"Well!" Ran Hua didn't dare to look back at the table.
Yu Xiaoran, what do you think?
He warned himself hard in his heart. Xiao ran walked slowly with the dishes and chopsticks at the dining table. He gave Zhou Hua a pair of dishes and chopsticks. His expression was somewhat unnatural. "Brother Zhou, try it now and see how it tastes?"
Zhou Hua took over the chopsticks with a smile, "then I'm not polite."
Xiao ran was amused by his words. He said happily: "you're welcome. If there's anything bad, please bring it up for me. I'll pay attention to it next time."
After a meal, the atmosphere was quite pleasant. The most important thing was that we ate four dishes and one soup.
Until the moment of putting down the chopsticks, Zhou Hua was full of praise for her cooking skills, and joked that it was really good fortune who married her in the future.
Xiao ran was embarrassed by the praise and kept smiling with narrow eyes.
"Let's make an appointment. In the future, you can cook and I'll do the dishes, so I can eat with peace of mind." Zhou Hua said.
Xiao ran was worried, "how can it be done? There are not many tableware. I can do it myself. I really don't need to trouble you."
"If that's the case, I don't dare to come in the future. I'm so sorry to wait for nothing to eat." Zhou Hua is telling the truth. If it goes on like this all the time, how can Xiao ran think about it? If he doesn't say it, he can't hang on his face.
Xiao ran couldn't resist him, so he reluctantly agreed, "that's OK."
As soon as the words fell, Zhou Hua stood up, put the dishes and chopsticks together, and carried them into the kitchen.
Xiao Ran is still a little sad, which guests come home to let guests wash dishes, so can't help but follow the past, "that, need help?"
Zhou Hua looked back and saw her standing at the door of the kitchen, her eyebrows could not help bending up. "No, you go and have a rest. I'll give these jobs to me later."
Xiao ran didn't speak. Looking at his busy back, Xiao ran still thought of the strange dream last night, and his face turned red again.
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