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"You can sit down and have a rest. Dinner will be ready soon," said jovolo casually

Yang Moli is staying in a daze. Is she coming to cook for her?

She wanted to chase him, but she felt that she cared too much about him, so she sat down on the sofa.

Who is afraid of whom?

Qiao yuluo strode into the kitchen, pulled up his sleeves and showed his strong little arms ···

Yang Moli pursed her lower lip. Could he really cook?

He took out the ingredients he needed from the refrigerator and began to wash them carefully. Then he cut vegetables and opened fire. Everything was going on in an orderly way.

Looking from her position, I just saw Qiao yuluo's tall back and perfectly curved side face. Under the background of the overhead light, it was cold and full of charm. Just a back figure makes people unable to move their eyes.

About ten minutes later, there are dishes coming out of the kitchen one after another. The attractive aroma has already filled the taste buds of jasmine, and I can't help swallowing my saliva again and again.

It's too sweet, isn't it?

She can't wait to go over and see what he's doing, but she's embarrassed · ·

she can't wait to have all the food on the table and wait for him to invite her.

About another ten minutes later, Jolo finally looked at her side, "wash your hands and eat."

The warm tone is like the feeling of an old husband and wife.

Yang Moli was thinking of the table food, but could not care about the rest. She walked quickly towards the restaurant.

Braised shrimp in oil, boiled okra, boiled beef, stir fried yam with double pepper, and a bean curd soup.

Yang Moli was stunned when she saw the delicious food, "this ···"

she wanted to ask if you made all these food?

It's all done in front of her. Isn't that bullshit?

Qiao yuluo a face doting smile, "wash your hands."

From Joe's face, she's embarrassed

Looking at her silly look, Qiao yuluo directly pulled her wrist and took her to the bathroom.

When the tap turned on, she pulled her little hand under the water. The whole process was natural and skilled. It felt like a father with a daughter.

Yang Moli is standing in front of the washing table, her body is surrounded by his empty, not close to half a minute, but let Yang Moli feel unprecedented heat.

The whole back seemed to be on fire. She was stiff and did not dare to move. She allowed her big hand to rub the hand lotion on her small hand to wash it clean.

Yang Moli doesn't know what's wrong with her today. She can resist, but just like a little fool, she lets him do this.

Wash clean, wipe clean, warm big palm in her head knead, "go, go out to eat."

The voice was too soft.

Yang Moli shrunk her neck and walked out of the bathroom after him.

On the dining table, two people sit opposite each other, the atmosphere is slightly embarrassed.

"Try it. I don't know what you like to eat. I made it simple." Jovolo said casually, and gave her vegetables to the plate.

Yang Moli didn't say a word when he looked at him. This is called simple?

What do you want to do? Can't the chef of five-star hotel be laid off?

Braved the golden eyes to see the oil stuffy prawns, she had just prepared the God chopsticks to go to clip, Qiao yuluo there put the peeled to her on the plate.

The hand holding the chopsticks was slightly tightened, and her heart was shaking violently. It was the first time for her to peel shrimp www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!