Although Ji Zechen is also very handsome, he always feels that he doesn't like Beimo.

Alas, I'm really in the pit of Helian Beimo.

Su Xia Tong slightly sighed a breath, just spray to He Lian North Mo face.

He lianbei Mo frowned and opened his eyes.

“……”

“……”

They looked at each other silently, and no one spoke. The atmosphere was eerie and quiet.

"Su xiatong, you were peeping at me just now." He lianbeimo said declarative sentences, not rhetorical questions.

"Who said, I just woke up, OK."

Su xiatong refused to admit it. How could it be? I didn't peek. I'm not that kind of person.

"Do you mean I'm peeping at you?"

"... of course, or you will."

"Let's put it that way." He Lian North Mo thick skin used to top a pot just, not painful.

"I'm hungry."

"Then eat it."

"I want to eat what you make."

"Well... It depends on my mood." He lianbei Mo said and pointed to his face.

"..." Su xiatong thought about it, then looked up and gave him a sweet kiss.

"Well, it's full of motivation." Helian Beimo lifted the quilt and got up.

"What would you like to eat?" He Lian North Mo side arranges clothes, one side turns head to ask a way.

"I like whatever you do."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Then I'll play for myself."

"Well, go ahead. Don't hide your strength. "

He Lian North Mo smile to help Su Xia Tong ye good quilt then went to the kitchen.

He went to the kitchen twice today. It seems that he will deal with the kitchen more in the future.

Under the guidance of the chef, Helian Beimo cuts vegetables in a typical way.

Finally, step by step follow the instructions to put the ingredients into the pot.

Su xiatong stands at the kitchen door, looking at the figure of Helian Beimo busy cooking.

Suddenly feel, if every day can be so flat light good.

If he wasn't master herring, would the situation be different?

He Lian North Mo feels this bunch of vision, turn head to see to Su Xia Tong.

"What's the matter? Go out and wait."

He lianbei Mo wears gloves on his hand and waves to Su Xia Tong.

"I'll stand here and watch you do it. What's for dinner? "

"Hot pot."

"It's hot."

"It's just sweating."

"Can you turn down the air conditioner?"

"I can't help it. It's as low as 26 degrees."

"No problem. I'm satisfied with 26 degrees."

Su xiatong claps his hands and turns around and runs away.

He Lian North Mo shakes a head to smile.

Soon, he was ready to eat hot pot ingredients.

Su xiatong has been holding chopsticks for a long time and helped set up the dishes.

Happily sat on the table, two eyes shining looking at the big pot in the hand of he lianbei mo.

"Look what you want."

Helian Beimo put down the pot in his hand, and the servant put the ingredients one by one into the pot and began to cook.

"How did you think of making hotpot?"

"It's not for your illness. Look at your illness now. After a while, the plane is like this."

"I can't help it. I can't eat what I think of you these days."

"I think you and Ji Zechen have a good meal."

"No, it's just superficial perfunctory. It can't be taken seriously." Su xiatong tries to explain.

"Eat quickly, the vegetables are ready." Helian Beimo puts the cooked vegetables into Su xiatong's bowl.

"I want to eat meat."

"Beef or mutton?"

"All of them."

Helian Beimo picked up the mutton roll and beef roll and poured them into the pot.