Ling Xiaowei, then smiled and kissed him on his lips.
"Such?"
Fu Shiqin was deared, and after a while, he returned to God and kissed her face and kissed him deeply.
Until the pot that boiled the food broke out because of the water overflowing.
Ling Xiaohong turned off his face and cleaned up the stove with the soup.
Then, continue to focus on the things to prepare for dinner.
Fu Shiqin could do all the work, so he stood at the door of the kitchen and stared at the people who were busy cooking the soup and lamented how his girlfriend looked so good.
Fu Shizhen and Ling Xiao, who were waiting for the results at home, sent a WeChat inquiry.
[Fu Xiao Er, how are you doing? ]
Fu Shiqin went back: everything went well.
A smug expression is attached to the back to express your pleasant mood.
Fu Shizhen returned a disdainful expression: Do you want to come back to eat?
Fu Shiqin returned to the past: Don't go back, I am preparing dinner for me.
After Fu Shizhen and Gu Weiwei knew it, they would no longer ask for information.
Ling Xiao fry a dish, looking at her while holding a mobile phone in the message.
"Do you have something to do?"
"No, just say it to the family." Fu Shiqin took the plate and smelled it. He said, "It's too sweet."
Because Ling Xiao has always lived with his grandfather, he has been self-reliant and has learned to cook after he basically understands things.
Therefore, although they have rarely seen one hand since they met, the dishes they made were never too bad.
Four dishes and one soup were prepared for dinner, and the red wine that Fu Shiqin sent last time was also opened.
"Fu Er less, thank you for your dream today."
Fu Shiqin looked at her with a sullen look. "Are you sure to call me that?"