When the snow was about to melt, it seemed to be much colder than usual.

She and Xiao Fengting together bought materials for cooking hot pot in the supermarket, and then they went back to her house hand in hand.

Because she refused to go to the place where he lived, generally speaking, Xiao Fengting spent more time living with her than going back.

Tang Qing went to the kitchen to wash the vegetables and cut the meat. The man came up and asked, "what can I do for you?"

She laughed. "Just sit down on the sofa."

He low smile a few, from behind encircle her waist, bow down to bite her ear.

"But I want to eat you first."

Tang Qing was ticklish and laughed away from his lips and teeth. The kitchen knife almost cut her hand. She said, "ah, ah!" she turned her head and started to warn him: "don't make trouble for me again. Or I won't give you dinner tonight. "

Xiao Fengting lowered her eyes and looked at her for a while, then she laughed and obediently walked out of the kitchen.

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Xiao Fengting seldom eats such homely dishes.

But in these days, because of the relationship with Tang Qing, he has eaten a lot of things that he never had before.

With the hot pot rolling, Tang Qing stood up and threw the vegetables and meatballs into the mandarin duck pot. He cooked the beef and put it into Xiao Fengting's bowl.

"Do you like it

Men can't eat spicy food, and she didn't put spicy seasoning. Looking at Xiao Fengting holding her hot beef, she looked forward to him.

For Xiao Fengting, it's much more interesting for Xiao Fengting to look at his dog's eyes rather than eating hot pot.

He bowed his head and took a bite, and then nodded, "it's OK."

She really laughed, like a child who got candy.

He laughed and ate the dishes in the bowl.

Hot pot just began to eat, Xiao Fengting's mobile phone rang, he put down his chopsticks and picked it up at will. He didn't know what was said there. Tang Qing obviously felt Xiao Fengting's breath slightly smothered.

She looked up at him with some doubts, but the other party had already stood up from the table. Tang Qing also stood up, and she asked, "what happened?"

Xiao Fengting received her mobile phone. This time, she didn't even look at her. She pushed away the chair and left in a hurry.

She looked at the shadow of the man disappearing at the door. The hot pot was still rolling. The smoke and the warm orange light on top of her head made the room look warm.

Tang Qing stood for a long time, until his hands and feet gradually felt a slight chill, and then slowly came back to his mind. She saw Xiao Fengting's overcoat on the back of the chair. He was in a hurry and didn't even have time to put on clothes. He left in a thin shirt.

What happened?

She went to pick up her coat, looked down for a moment, and then sniffed.

It seems that there is still a man's elegant fragrance like laurel on his coat, but the owner of the clothes has left.

Tang Qing frowned and took out his mobile phone to make a call to Xiao Fengting. After thinking about it, he was afraid to disturb him. He dialed Xia Ling's mobile phone for chatting, but the line was busy all the time.

The food in the pot was gradually cooked to a pulp. The food she had spent the whole night preparing was almost intact on the table.