In the soup pot, the bone soup was getting angry. Su Mian was about to put the tofu into the pot when she suddenly heard the movement behind her. She paused and turned around suddenly.

Zhong Nanqin stood at the kitchen door.

He was casual, with a pure smoke-colored lapel T-shirt on his upper body, dark brown trousers on his lower body, and incompatible with his feet, he wore a pair of plastic slippers that she bought him.

This outfit doesn't fit no matter how you look at it.

Even, there is an inexplicable sense of joy.

Su Mian couldn't control himself and laughed out loud.

Zhong Nanqin looked at her chuckling with her lips, curled her lips and asked her in a low voice, "Why are you laughing at?"

Su Mian shook his head, turned around, and stopped looking at him.

But her trembling shoulders still revealed that she was still laughing secretly at this moment...

Zhong Nanqin walked over and stood behind her, watching her hand holding the plate of tofu on it tremble because she was laughing too restrainedly.

He reached out and took the plate directly from her.

Su Mian looked up at him, but the corners of his mouth were still cracked...

"What are you doing?" The smile on the corners of her eyes and eyebrows still did not dissipate.

Zhong Nanqin glanced at her faintly, "I'll do it."

Su Mian wanted to refuse, but heard him say, "I laughed so hard that I could not even hold the plate."

Su Mian, “...it’s not because of you.”

Zhong Nanqin took the chopsticks beside him and put the tofu into the pot piece by piece, "Take out the fried dishes first."

Su Mian, “…”

Why did she suddenly feel that this place has become his home, but she has become an outsider?

Although she was unhappy, Su Mian still obediently brought out the dishes she had cooked before.

She put the dishes on the dining table one by one, and she returned to the kitchen to prepare to get the dishes and chopsticks.

When she walked to the kitchen door, she stopped unconsciously.

In the kitchen, Zhong Nanqin stood in front of the Liulitai. His figure was tall and straight, which made Su Mian feel that the originally spacious kitchen suddenly became cramped.

In Su Mian's eyes, Zhong Nanqin was not a good person to go to the kitchen at all.

At this moment, I saw him standing there, holding the spoon in his white big hand, gently stirring the soup in the pot.

The movement looked quite skillful, not like the first time I went to the kitchen.

Moreover, his hands were extremely beautiful. In an instant, Su Mian saw his soup-making movements and was fascinated.

His hands are extremely beautiful.

The fingers are slender and the joints are distinct, and they look so beautiful that they are as good as the hands of a male god in the idol circle.

The male god made countless little fans crazy because of his hands.

Su Mian looked at the big hand holding the spoon and couldn't help but think, can any of the men in the entertainment industry compare with the man in front of him?

His every move is born with the domineering and nobleness of the king, which comes from the natural charm of being a king.

No one can match!

Su Mian has been immersed in her own world, and she didn't realize that someone was walking towards her.

Until he walked up to her and stood still, she still didn't come back to her senses.

Zhong Nanqin stood in front of her, lowered her eyes and his eyes fell on the girl's stunned little face.

I couldn't help but raise my hand, and my slender fingers pinched her cheek, "I'm just fascinating you?"

A low and pleasant voice was on top of her head.

Su Mian was shocked and came to his senses instantly.

She looked up and looked at the man standing in front of her at some point. She let out a "swallow" and her cheeks turned red in an instant.

"you......"

"You're looking at me!"

Su Mian avoided his gaze and looked elsewhere, "No..."

"lie!"

Su Mian was still stubborn, "I'm looking at the soup pot, who would like to see you?"

Zhong Nanqin raised his hand, bent his fingers, and gently tapped her smooth forehead, "Since I didn't look at it, why are you blushing?"

Su Mian raised his hand, brushed away his big hand, and said angrily, "Can I be hot?"

She looks so cute when angry.

He bulged his little face, pouted his mouth, and stared at him with big eyes...

Zhong Nanqin couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips, "I know what you look like now?"

Su Mian turned her head aside, too lazy to pay attention to him.

Zhong Nanqin chuckled, "The rabbit who had carrots snatched."

Su Mian, “…”

She turned around and left.

She felt that if she continued to stay, she would most likely have to use a kitchen knife to chop people.

Zhong Nanqin saw her leave, but she didn't stop her.

But at the moment when she was about to walk out of his sight, he suddenly called her, "Su Xiaotu."

Perhaps because he was afraid that Zhong Yibai in the living room would hear him, his voice was extremely low.

A low and magnetic voice with a distinct smile.

Su Mian stopped suddenly, and she turned around and stared at the man with a smile on the corner of her lips at the kitchen door. She really wanted to swear.

Little rabbit...Bunny, you sister, rabbit!

Your whole family is the little rabbit!

......

Zhong Yibai knew nothing about everything that happened in the kitchen.

He was immersed in the world he drew could not extricate himself.

Until Su Mian came over and asked him to have a meal...

“What are you drawing?”

Zhong Yibai immediately put the album in his arms and refused to show it to Su Mian, "I will show it to you after I finish drawing it."

Su Mian smiled and did not force it.

Watching him put the album and brush into his schoolbag, holding his hand directly, the two walked to the dining table together.

The last soup had already been put on, and Zhong Nanqin went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

Zhong Yibai climbed onto the chair and looked at the delicious table, drooling in his mouth.

Su Mian handed him the chopsticks. Seeing that he was so greedy, he smiled and said, "Eat quickly."

Zhong Yibai reached out to take the chopsticks and was about to pick up the shrimps. Zhong Nanqin came out of the bathroom beside him.

He glanced at him and said lightly, "Go and wash your hands."

Zhong Yibai glanced at him, put down his chopsticks obediently, jumped off the chair and went to the bathroom.

Su Mian stood aside and served them rice. Zhong Nanqin walked over and sat down at the seat beside her.

Su Mian didn't look at him, first served Zhong Yibai a bowl of rice, then served himself a bowl, and then walked to the farthest position from Zhong Nanqin to sit down.

From beginning to end, she never looked at Zhong Nanqin.

Zhong Nanqin glanced at Su Mian who was deliberately far away from him, and then looked at the empty bowl in front of him.

He pulled the corners of his lips, and finally did it himself and served a bowl of rice for himself.

At the same time, I couldn't help but complain: This girl still remembers a grudge in her heart.

Zhong Yibai quickly finished washing his hands and came back.

He sat next to Su Mian and ate the prawns that Su Mian peeled him, his heart was so beautiful that he was bubbled.

But this benefit did not allow him to enjoy it for too long.

After eating three shrimps, when Su Mian peeled the fourth one for him, Zhong Nanqin, who was sitting opposite him, slowly made a sound.

He looked at Zhong Yibai, who was covered in oil, and his eyebrows frowned slightly, "Didn't you have any hands?"

After a meal, Zhong Yibai met Zhong Nanqin's unhappy eyes, his cheeks bulged, and his voice was vague, "I've got some hands."
To be continued...