Cold Shaoheng finally showed helpless look, the car heard the roadside, "go quickly, miss."

Shen Qingqing had to get out of the car quickly and run into the supermarket at the speed of 100 meters.

Leng Shaoheng holds a long and thin cigarette in his left hand and gently puts it on the window. He flicks the ash carelessly until Shen Qingqing appears in his sight.

She was carrying a shopping bag, carrying a large bag of celery at the bend of her arm, shaking her thin body and coming this way.

Leng Shaoheng saw thin lips, pinched out the smoke in her hand, opened the door to welcome her, and snatched all the big and small bags she was carrying. She said in a cold voice, "you've been there for such a long time, I thought you'd ransacked the supermarket!"

"Sorry to keep you waiting." She gasped and raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead.

"What do you buy so many things for?" He put the bags in the back of the car and looked at the various ingredients in it.

There are not only fresh vegetables and frozen food in the bag, but also a lot of puffed potato chips and dried fruit snacks, which can support ten people.

Is this woman going to keep herself at home for ten days?

"You've cooked for me. In order to repay you for your meal, I've decided to let you try my craft tonight!" Shen Qingqing said confidently.

"What kind of craft, fried rice with eggs?" Leng Shaoheng teases her mercilessly.

Shen Qingqing blushed and frowned, "Oh, I just cooked an egg fried rice for Mo mo. as for your denial of my cooking skill!"

"Well, what are you going to do for me tonight?" He picked to pick eyebrow, slightly anticipate of looking at her.

Shen Qingqing licked her lower lip and said with a smile, "hot pot!"

Originally, she and Enron made an appointment to eat hot pot downstairs, but Leng Shaoheng broke the plan.

Leng Shaoheng sighed, and he knew that he shouldn't have too much hope for her.

The sports car started quickly and drove to Shen Qingqing's downstairs in less than ten minutes. He followed her upstairs, sat on the cloth sofa and watched her take out all the vegetables and meat to clean in the kitchen.

A pungent smell came from the kitchen. Then he frowned and asked, "what did you do? Why is it so spicy?"

Shen Qingqing was cutting the crab stick with her sleeve in her arms. She would not reply, "ah? Hot pot seasoning, I bought heavy spicy

Leng Shaoheng's face immediately became gloomy. He regretted why he wanted to follow her home and accompany her to eat spicy hot pot!

His diet is all prepared by Aunt Xiaolin. It's always light and refreshing and balanced nutrition. Even if he goes out to socialize, he won't touch the red dishes on the table. This time, he's really not sure whether he can accept it or not.

"Well, you can eat it!" Shen Qingqing came out of the kitchen with the big stainless steel pot. Leng Shaoheng couldn't feel good when he saw the bright red color of the soup bottom. However, he couldn't bear to disappoint Shen Qingqing with a smile on her face, so he had to sit on the seat opposite her.

Shen Qingqing took a beef roll out of the pot, put it in his oil dish and dipped it. Then he took a mouthful and nodded contentedly, "hot pot is really the best choice for red oil soup. Clear soup pot has no soul!"

She saw Leng Shaoheng's slender fingers holding the chopsticks, and urged, "Mr. Leng, please eat quickly. When the mutton roll is old, it won't taste good!"

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