Chapter 283

That fool didn't go out to eat what delicious food, eat to prop up burst stomach?

Listening to the thought deep tone, aunt Zhou was even more surprised. "You don't know yet?"

He sat up and asked aunt Zhou, "what's the matter?"

"Xiao Yi came back at 6 o'clock last night to make some dishes, and then he sat in the restaurant for three hours before he started to move his chopsticks and ate all four dishes and one soup," Zhou said

"Her own dish?"

Deeply shocked, Lin yishallow can cook?

She has always been the only daughter of their family, and she is extremely favored. The only time he saw her do housework was to give her cousin Jiang Mo Paomian to eat.

At that time, he happened to pass by their door. At that time, she was 14 years old and Jiang Mo was 10 years old. She secretly made Jiang Mo's foam noodles in the yard and burned her hands.

At that time, he began to have a headache. For such a stupid girl, he would have trouble taking care of her later.

But When does she learn to cook?

Five years abroad?

Especially in these five years, what kind of life did song Changlin let Lin yishallow lead? She had to go on a diet to lose weight and cook.

"Yes, Xiao Yi made several dishes last night, including stir fried shrimps, fried meat with bamboo shoots, fried beef fillet with Hangzhou peppers, scalded mustard, and sliced pork soup with green vegetables. She ate all by herself and even drank the soup."

She said the names of the dishes made by Lin yishallow one by one.

They are all familiar dishes, he said, "they are all her favorite dishes."

"Don't you like it, too?"

Aunt Zhou asked in reply. She was stunned for two seconds, thinking deeply about the question

Yes, he almost forgot, because at the monitor's birthday party, he saw that she only ate these dishes, and almost all of them were eaten by her alone.

Later, when he came home, he asked the kitchen to cook those dishes for him every day.

For other things, he may be disgusted if he eats them once or twice. Only those dishes, which he has been eating for seven or eight years, can't be described as likes or dislikes. It's habit. He's used to the dishes on the table at home.

Thinking deeply in silence, aunt Zhou went on: "she's finished, sitting alone in the restaurant for two or three hours, I don't know if I'm waiting for someone, and I didn't eat until nine o'clock."

I don't know if I'm waiting for someone

I am so excited to hear that. Are you waiting for him?

But if you wait for him, why don't you send him a message?

And how could she have prepared the meal for him to eat? If he had the heart for him, he would get up every morning to make breakfast for her.

No duplicate!

Although I don't believe that Lin yishallow is waiting for him to go home for dinner, I am still a little upset with my deep consideration. I didn't go home for dinner last night.

I didn't eat the food that Lin yishallow cooked himself.

It must be delicious, otherwise, how can I support myself into the hospital!

……

"Early president."

I haven't slept well for several days in a row, and the dark circle of my eyes is a little obvious.

When Qi Shaodong saw his dark eyes and asked him early, his smile was a little strange.

Mindfulness deeply realized that he stopped and frowned at him. "What are you laughing at?"

Qi Shaodong quickly put away the smile and blinked innocently, "no Shouldn't you smile? "

He looked at him with deep concern and expressionless face. "That's your dirty smile."

Qi Shaodong: "..."