He tried his best to cook the porridge. He didn't appreciate it, but he ordered something to take out. Originally, ye Qiao was still a little angry, but now listening to Ji Mo saying that he wanted to cook and invite her to dinner, her little displeasure was immediately replaced by surprise.

"That's what you said. It's a deal!"

"It's a deal!" Ji Mo opened the bag of takeout and put the dishes on the table as well. "I don't know what you like to eat. I ordered some famous dishes in the store. You can have a try Eh... " He suddenly bent down to smell the food on the table. "Strange, how can there be a paste smell?"

Ye Qiao sniffed, and sure enough, she smelled the air. In addition to the smell of food and porridge, there was a bit of burnt smell. Her eyes swept over the dishes on the table, and she suddenly reacted and rushed into the kitchen with a low breath.

"Oh, my porridge!"

In the kitchen, the paste flavor is more thick. Ye Qiao quickly turns off the fire and stirs the porridge in the pot with a spoon, which only makes her willow eyebrows wrinkle into a ball.

Cooking for the first time in my life, but I failed at the last minute, which is really a blow.

"I'll throw it away!"

She reached for the pot.

"It's OK!" Jimo took out two small bowls from the cupboard, took the spoon in her hand, stirred it in the pot, "it's no problem, it's just a little paste under it, you can eat it."

He had already put out two bowls of porridge and held them in his hand.

"Take the cutlery. It's in the left drawer."

Ye Qiao took out the tableware and followed him, "can you really eat it? Isn't it true that paste can cause cancer

"It doesn't matter if you do it twice." Ji Mo took over the tableware in her hand and set it up, "sit down!"

Two people take their seats respectively, Jimo pushes the dishes on the table to her with a smile, and then he picks up the porridge bowl, fills it with a spoon, and gently blows it into his mouth.

Looking at the opposite leaf Qiao a little nervous looking at him, he swallowed porridge, gently raised the corners of his lips.

"I haven't had my porridge for a long time. It's really delicious!"

"Is it not bitter?"

"No way!" Ji Mo Yang chin, "eat, these can be prepared for you."

For her?

Ye Qiao glanced at the three or four dishes on the table, "these are all ordered for me?"

"You are a guest. There is no reason to cook. I, the host, can't just let you drink porridge."

Ye Qiao listens in the ear, in the heart is suddenly rises the sweet meaning.

This guy thought he didn't want to eat her porridge, but he ordered it for her.

Yeah!

He's a sensible man, but he doesn't want her to cook by himself.

Ye Qiao grabbed the chopsticks and said, "I'm not polite!"

"You are so familiar with friends. You are welcome to eat more!" Ji Mo pushes the dishes on the table to her, "there is another dish in this napkin, which is also good, but it's not suitable for takeout. It's better to eat in the shop..."

"Really, then..." Ye Qiao picked up a dish from the plate. "Next time, I'll treat you."

"You are Xiao Fei's friend. How can I ask you to please me?"

……

They were chatting and chatting while eating. Ji Mo unconsciously finished eating a bowl of porridge. Ye Qiao grabbed his bowl and filled it again. He just handed the bowl to him, and the door of the room had been knocked.

"Sit down." Ji Mo got up and went to open the door. Seeing the two women standing outside, the smile on their faces immediately closed up, "who are you looking for?"

The two women standing outside the door, a middle-aged and a young woman, were all very gorgeous, but their faces were angry.

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