At this time, Lu Shiman was already sitting on the sofa.
Although cooking noodles is indeed not difficult, Fan Qingping just doesn't want to serve her like this.
"Cooking noodles or washing pots and dishes, you choose one."
"My hands are injured, and you still want me to do something!"
Lu Shiman still had the same unhurried tone, sitting there with an indifferent attitude anyway.
"Then I won't cook your noodles."
Fan Qingyao said directly.
Lu Shiman sat there, and finally had no choice but to walk to the kitchen again.
"I'll cook the noodles!"
Then he snatched the tomatoes from Fan Qingming's hand.
"What should I do!?"
She was in the kitchen, looking at Fan Qingying with an incomprehensible expression.
"You don't know how to do it, why did you choose this?"
Fan Qingming really thought she was mentally retarded.
"I just wanted to practice it."
Lu Shiman frowned and said, besides, didn't she give herself two choices? If there was a third choice, she would definitely choose to watch TV.
Fan Qingqing glanced at her lightly, turned around and left.
She stayed in the room, and just a moment later, Lu Shiman came over.
"I don't know how, go ahead and cook the noodles! I'll wash the dishes later."
Lu Shiman frowned and said, she also stretched out her hand and blew on her hand, as if it was splashed by oil.
Fan Qingying stood up, went to the kitchen, quickly cooked the noodles, filled a bowl of noodles and sat outside to eat.
Probably because he heard the sound of himself eating noodles, Lu Shiman also walked out.
She didn't care about why Fan Qingyao served her noodles.
She filled a bowl for herself and sat across from Fan Qingying to eat.
During the meal, neither of them said a word.
Fan Qingying waited until he finished eating, then pushed the bowl and chopsticks forward and walked back to the room.
Lu Shiman also collected the dishes, went to the kitchen, washed them casually, and put them in the cabinet.
After finishing this, she sat on the sofa in the living room again, turned on the TV, and watched TV.
Fan Qingying was in the room, reading a book by himself.
When Lu Chunmei came back in the evening, she cooked in the kitchen. She looked at the dishes and chopsticks placed in the cabinet. They were basically still greasy, so she immediately washed them.
Let’s not talk about eating afterwards.
The next day was the day Lu Shiman went to school.
Lu Shiman was very nervous about this matter. She got up early in the morning. Fan Qingqing was still sleepy and heard Lu Shiman changing clothes one by one.
By the time Fan Qingming got up, Lu Shiman was already sitting outside.
Fan Qingping walked out, brushed his teeth and washed his face, and sat at the dining table.
He glanced at Lu Shiman again. It was late autumn now. She was wearing a dress underneath and an extended sweater on the outside.
She did not tie up her jet black hair, but let it hang loosely on her shoulders. She was already quite good-looking, but now that she was dressed like this, she looked even more charming.
Fan Qingping lowered his head and ate breakfast. After finishing eating, he took his schoolbag and prepared to go out.
"Wait for my cousin!"
Lu Shiman also ran out of the toilet in a hurry. Fan Qingming could still clearly see that her lips seemed to be coated with a layer of light pink lip gloss.
She didn't say anything, but she was just a high school student now. Is it really okay to go to school like this
(End of chapter)