After that, Yan Su turned to serve the dishes. What she made was a bowl of spicy diced chicken. Looking at the pot of spicy chicken, molucci had mixed feelings. She saw how strong people were. After fighting for so long, she could get up and make spicy chicken.

Obviously, the skeleton is so small, and the small face is so weak, but there is great power hidden in it. No wonder that he dare to speak out and give him a day for four days and four nights.

It's really consuming. I guess even if he has spent himself, she can continue to cook you a casserole porridge.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that he has been watching himself not to speak, Yan Su smiles not very funny. After all, the two people were so intimate last night, and this morning, they were always shy.

"Yan Su, you Are you not tired, "murucci exhaled softly.

"Tired and sleepy, but more hungry, and think you are hungry," said Yan Su's voice is a little small.

"What do you mean, do you think I'm not physically good? I must be tired and hungry now."

"No," Yan Su heard that he was not very happy. She thought of the things that stimulated him the other day. She quickly realized what happened. She sighed, "I couldn't sleep last night because you couldn't carry me. I admire you very much."

Mention this matter, molucci more oppressive, tone is very melancholy, "I am not good at technique, can also let you fall asleep."

Yan Su ignored him. She lowered her head to wash the pot and wanted to fry a vegetable.

"Yan Su, tell me clearly," said Maurice, catching up and taking her pot.

As a man, he has a serious sense of trauma to his self-esteem.

"Liuxi, you are all bored," Yan Su looked up at him and recalled the night last night. She always felt that she couldn't face him as calmly as before. She would be shy. "Can't you feel it yourself last night."

Maurice frowned and did not speak. He was full of her sleep now.

"It was so late yesterday. I was sleepy and tired. Could I not sleep? I had been preparing for the game for a week. I didn't sleep well or had a good rest. I'm exhausted. Now you have to worry about this problem. I don't think the final result is important, as long as the process We are very satisfied with each other, isn't it good? "Yan Su politely said and directly threw the spatula to him," I don't do it, you fry yourself. "

Mo Liuxi held the spatula for a few seconds. He suddenly turned back, took her back to his arms and bit her ear. "I remember. Last night You've been here several times

"Don't say that," Yan Su hammered him a few times and ran away.

Molucci looked at the door and giggled for a while, then turned to cooking.

……

At noon, they simply fried two dishes, and they sat close to each other. Moliu ate vegetables and looked up at Yan Su. Yan Su was staring at Yan Su unnaturally. He asked, "today is not a weekend. Don't you want to have a class?"

"Molucci a Leng," you said I remember, recently I did not go to class, also did not ask for leave. "

Yan Su speechless white his eyes, "this year is a junior, can you be more serious, careful professor to give you the suspension of the course, when Yan Yan grows up, sensible, will say that my father is a guy who can't even graduate from university."

"Don't say," said Maurice, with a cold, impolite look. "Don't worry. You can graduate. I'm sure I can."

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