This one is obviously a foodie!
Also, ***, isn’t he afraid of burning his mouth
What kind of ghost is he who blew it twice and then ate it
Although during that meal in the evening, Wen Qingqing had already seen that side of him.
To be honest, I haven't digested it yet. Looking at him like this at this time is really jaw-dropping.
But... this expression changed for a while, and she continued to lower her head and started eating.
The lessons learned at noon are still known.
What if this person is so crazy that he doesn't even let go of the wontons in her bowl? That would be bad.
There is no communication between the two people.
There was only the sound of snoring and eating, and the two of them seemed to be competing.
At first, Wen Qingying was just eating casually, but in the end, Wen Qingying was no longer silent.
You kid, you can't eat like this, you won't be able to eat him.
So, Wen Qingqing continued to eat huffing and puffing.
In the end, the two of them actually put down the bowl in their hands at the same time.
Wen Qingqing glanced at the inside of Luo Chentian's bowl, with a smile on his lips, and asked, "What do you think of the wonton master?"
"Not bad!"
Luo Chentian raised his eyebrows slightly, and after saying this briefly, he stood up and walked upstairs without any hesitation.
“…”
Hearing Luo Chentian's words, Wen Qingqing's heart was shattered.
Oh my god, this guy... just say a few nice words, so what.
In short, Wen Qingqing was very depressed inside.
After she put away the dishes, she walked out of the villa and walked to the garden on the side. There was a large area of roses planted against the corner.
The fiery red rose flowers bloom very coquettishly.
Under the moonlight, the fragrance is slowly revealed.
The construction of this villa is also very much in the style of an English castle, with clusters of brightly colored roses growing around the corners.
In this blur of night, there is an indescribable fascination.
Looking at everything in front of him, the disgust in Wen Qingqing's heart increased by another layer.
Rose flowers, ancient castles... I thought of the Soul Hostel again for no reason.
When I think of Hunsu, I think of all that.
She frowned slightly, not even wanting to take a walk anymore.
He quickly returned to his room, brushed his teeth, fell on his bed and fell asleep.
In the early morning of the next day, Wen Qingying opened his eyes and looked at the time. It was already six o'clock.
She got up, washed herself, continued wearing her nightgown and went down.
She doesn't like to restrict herself when wearing clothes, especially at home, so her underwear is a kind of seamless underwear, even if she wears it to sleep, it doesn't matter.
Nightgowns are also a home type. Even if you wear them for a walk, let alone at home, there is no pressure.
So Wen Qingqing was wearing this pajamas and went down to make breakfast as if no one else was around.
She made a pot of porridge, cut some pickles, boiled two eggs, and made a cage of flower rolls.
This was just finished and placed on the dining table.
She saw voices coming from the stairs.
Then she saw Luo Chentian's elegant figure appearing in front of her.