She had worked so hard to cook the porridge, but he didn't appreciate it and instead ordered some takeout. Ye Qiao was still a little angry at first, but now that she heard that Ji Mo said that he would cook for her in person, her little displeasure was immediately replaced by surprise. .
"This is what you said, it's final!"
"It's a deal!" Ji Mo opened the takeout bag, took out the dishes and put them on the table, "I don't know what you like to eat, so I ordered a few of the store's signature dishes. You can try them." Look... Huh..." He suddenly bent down and smelled the food on the table, "It's strange, why does it smell sour?"
Ye Qiao sniffed, and sure enough, she smelled that in addition to the aroma of vegetables and porridge, there was also a bit of burnt smell in the air. She glanced at the dishes on the table, and she suddenly reacted and rushed into the kitchen with a low voice.
"Ah, my porridge!"
In the kitchen, the smell of paste was getting stronger. Ye Qiao quickly turned off the fire and stirred the porridge in the pot with a spoon, only to frown in anger.
It was the first time in my life to cook, only to fail at the last minute. It was really a shock.
"I'll just throw it away!"
She reached for the pot.
"It's okay!" Ji Mo took out two small bowls from the cupboard, took the spoon from her hand, and stirred in the pot, "It's okay, it's just a little bit batter underneath, you can eat it."
As he spoke, he had already filled out two bowls of porridge and held them in his hands.
"Get the cutlery, it's in the left drawer."
Ye Qiao took out the tableware and followed him out, "Is it really edible? Isn't it said that mushy stuff can cause cancer?"
"It doesn't matter once or twice." Ji Mo took the tableware from her hand and set it, "Sit down!" "
The two of them took their seats respectively, and Ji Mo smiled and pushed the dishes on the table towards her. He picked up the porridge bowl, scooped it up with a spoon, and gently blew it to cool it before putting it in his mouth.
Seeing Ye Qiao looking at him nervously across from him, he swallowed the porridge and raised the corners of his lips.
“It’s been a long time since I had porridge cooked at home, it’s really delicious!”
"Isn't it bitter?"
"How could that be!" Jim Mo raised his chin, "Eat, these are all prepared for you."
Prepare for her
Ye Qiao glanced at the three or four dishes on the table, "Are these all ordered for me?"
"You are a guest, and you have no reason to cook in the first place. As the host, I can't just let you eat porridge."
When Ye Qiao heard it, sweetness suddenly arose in his heart.
This guy thought he didn't want to drink her porridge, but it turned out he ordered it for her.
kindness!
Assuming he is sensible, she would rather have Master Qiao cook the food himself.
Ye Qiao grabbed the chopsticks and said, "You're welcome then!"
"You're so familiar with us, you're welcome, eat more!" Ji Mo pushed the dishes on the table towards her, "This napkin restaurant actually has another dish that's pretty good, but it's not suitable for takeout. You have to eat it in the store. That’s good…”
"Really, then..." Ye Qiao picked up a piece of food on the plate, "Next time, I'll treat you."
"You are Xiaofei's friend. How can I ask you to invite me? I'll just invite you."
…
The two chatted and laughed while eating. Ji Mo had finished a bowl of porridge unknowingly. Ye Qiao took his bowl and filled it with another. As soon as he handed the bowl to him, someone had already opened the door. Ring.
"Sit down." Ji Mo stood up and went over to open the door. When he saw the two women standing outside the door, the smile on his face immediately faded, "Who are you two looking for?"
There were two women standing outside the door, one middle-aged and one young. They were both wearing very gorgeous clothes, but their faces were filled with anger.