Chapter 1111

"What are you thinking? Your face is so red." Ke Jingheng pinched her face while holding her hand upstairs.

"No! Nothing!" Luo Xiaomei just recovered and squeezed out a smile at him.

Now she suddenly felt that in fact, those bad friends were also very good when they were there. Because... When only he and her are left in the whole room, it seems a little uncomfortable no matter what you do.

There seems to be something hidden in the air, waiting for the time to come - a touch. The feeling gave her a thrill.

They are still young. It should not happen what he Chaoran said

"I'll make you what you want to eat at night." Ke Jingheng didn't know her careful thinking. He opened the door of the refrigerator and began to prepare dinner.

Luo Xiaomei suddenly suggested on a whim, "I'll do it tonight! You'll do it for me!"

It is also necessary to be a virtuous little woman occasionally.

Ke Jingheng's hand was frozen in mid air, and three black lines appeared on his forehead: "are you sure?"

Luo Xiaomei nodded firmly and compared with the "go to the kitchen" app seriously, which actually made her make a rich nutritious dinner.

Of course, it looks - very rich, as for the taste... Don't ask too much.

Ke Jingheng looked at her incredulously after seeing the delicious food at this table: "did you make it?"

"Yes." Luo xiaoberry took off his apron, put a bowl of pig's hoof soup in front of him and proudly said, "this is my special soup. I don't know how it tastes... It's said to be good for your health! You've been driving too hard these days. Your feet must be very sour? Drink more."

Ke Jingheng's hand trembled slightly: Pig's hoof soup, mending feet? Form to form?

He was flattered and took a sip of the soup: "well, it tastes good..."

Of course, this is good, compared with her before.

Luo xiaoberry immediately put another steamed fish in his bowl: "have some more fish!"

She kept bringing him vegetables until his bowl was piled with food as high as a hill. Across the pile of dishes, Ke Jingheng gave her a deep look, and a warm current surged in his heart.

He has been paying for her silently, and does not expect to get the same return from her. As long as she occasionally makes a thoughtful move or gives him a kiss, it's enough.

Luo Xiaomei rarely moved his chopsticks, but looked at him with his cheek and kept urging: "this, eat more. How come I didn't see you eat?"

"Well, isn't that what I'm eating?" Ke Jingheng's mouth could not help but gently raised.

She blinked her big eyes and looked at him for a moment: "do you think my cooking has improved greatly?"

"Well, good." Ke Jingheng said vaguely as he chewed the food in his mouth.

"What, is it just good?" Lowerberry pouted discontentedly. What she hates most on weekdays is the word "good"... For her, it's almost like "OK".

Looking at her angry appearance, Ke Jingheng couldn't help laughing and saying, "very good! There's no better, only the best!"

"Really? Then you eat more." Luo xiaoberry's big eyes lit up immediately and put him some sweet and sour tenderloin.

Watching him chew slowly, her eyes seemed to be set with a soft light mirror, more and more hazy and hazy.

It turns out that it's such a happy thing to watch the person you like eating the meal you made by yourself