"The meal is ready. Come out and eat it." Xuanhao tied up an apron and walked in wearing a casual dress. His handsome and straight figure gave him more elegant temperament.

Le Kexin looks back and holds a glass of red wine in her hand. Xuanhao is stunned.

I've heard that she likes red wine, but I didn't expect that she would hold it in her hand all the time. It looks like a very elegant alcoholic.

"Your craft is getting better and better, with all kinds of colors and flavors. If one day your old man drives you out on his own, you won't starve to death. " Le Kexin sat at the table, looking at the table full of food, half jokingly said.

"With your good words, I wish my old man didn't care about me." Xuanhao is telling the truth. His mother is a traditional woman. She doesn't speak directly. Every time she talks about him, it's his father.

"It's delicious." After eating a mouthful of food, Le Kexin praised it without being stingy.

"Thank you. It's all you like. Eat more. You are not in a good mood recently. It's rare that you have an appetite now. You must make up for it. " Xuanhao no longer asked her what was on her mind, but advised her to eat more.

Le Kexin is not polite. She drinks wine and eats vegetables.

"Don't you want some?" She shakes the wine glass and suddenly opens her mouth.

Xuanhao stood up with a smile, "you are the first person in the world to eat Chinese food and drink red wine. I'm sure I want something else. Would you like a bottle? "

He goes to the refrigerator, takes out two cans of beer, and shakes it gently to Lexin.

She blinked her eyes, and suddenly thought that beer and wine were good, so she drank the red wine out of the glass. With a smile, he took the beer he handed over and took a big sip. Then he covered his mouth with his hand, and his eyes and eyebrows were smiling. Le Kexin, who seldom works with beer, fell in love with the cold feeling at this moment. She drank several mouthfuls at a time before giving up.

Xuanhao looked at her with a smile, as if to engrave her appearance in his mind, never want to forget.

"Xuanhao, I didn't expect that after so many years, your craftsmanship is still so good. It's no worse than it was then. " Le Kexin, who is half squinting, only feels floating in her head. She looks at the man in front of her, just like two people.

"Do you like it?" He asked with a smile.

"Well, naturally, I like it. I don't know how to make it. I like it when someone makes food for me. Eh... "

A full of wine escaped from her mouth and stood up unsteadily. The whole person sat back on the chair.

"You're drunk." Xuanhao is obsessed with looking at her, thin lips open, voice full of magnetism.

Le Kexin glanced at him with a crooked head and said displeasantly, "I'm not drunk. I'm sober. Xuanhao, you'd better not make a bad idea. I'm very sober!"

After two burps, Le Kexin stood up with a smile, shaking three times at each step. Xuanhao hurried over and helped her. Unfortunately, a woman was ungrateful and pushed a man away.

"You go away. I will go myself. I'm not drunk. Don't come here. I know the way. I know it clearly. "

Looking at her back, he shook his head helplessly. Although she was caught in his trap, he didn't want to take advantage of others. He loves her people, not her body. In addition to making money, his hands made every meal for her. Not to unbutton her chest, not to do those dirty things.

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