1111. Chapter 1111 A World for Two (1)

"What are you thinking about? Your face is so red." Ke Jingheng pinched her face while holding her hand and walking upstairs.

"No! Nothing!" Luo Xiaomei came back to her senses and forced a smile at him.

She suddenly felt that it was actually good when those bad friends were around. Because... when there were only him and her in the room, it seemed that no matter what she did, she felt a little uncomfortable.

There seemed to be something hidden in the air, waiting for the right time to come - ready to explode. This feeling made her tremble with fear.

They were still young, and the kind of thing that He Chaoran said shouldn't happen...

"What do you want to eat tonight? I'll make it for you." Ke Jingheng didn't know her little thoughts, and opened the refrigerator door to prepare dinner.

Luo Xiaomei suddenly suggested on a whim: "Let me do it tonight! You come and help me!"

It is also necessary to be a virtuous little woman occasionally.

Ke Jingheng's hand froze in mid-air, and three black lines appeared on his forehead: "Are you sure?"

Luo Xiaomei nodded firmly, and carefully compared it with the "Cooking" app, and she actually made a rich and nutritious dinner.

Of course, it looks - very rich, as for how it tastes... you can't ask for too much.

After seeing the table of delicacies, Ke Jingheng looked at her in disbelief: "Did you make it?"

"Yeah." Luo Xiaomei took off her apron, poured another bowl of pig's trotter soup and put it in front of him, and proudly asked for credit, "This is the soup I specially made. I don't know how it tastes... It is said that it can nourish the body! You have been driving too hard these days, your feet must be very sore, right? Drink more."

Ke Jingheng's hand trembled slightly: Pig's trotter soup, nourish the feet? Replenish the body with like?

He took a sip of the soup with a little flattery: "Yeah, it tastes good..."

Of course, this good is compared with her before.

Luo Xiaomei immediately put another piece of steamed fish into his bowl: "Eat more fish!"

She kept putting food into his bowl until his bowl was piled high with food. Across the pile of dishes, Ke Jingheng looked at her deeply, and a warm current surged in his heart.

He had been silently giving to her, not expecting to get the same return from her. As long as she occasionally made a thoughtful move or gave him a kiss, it would be enough.

Luo Xiaomei rarely moved her chopsticks, but just held her cheek and looked at him without blinking, while constantly urging: "This, this, eat more. That, why don't you eat it?"

"Yeah, I'm eating, aren't I?" Ke Jingheng couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

She blinked her big eyes and looked at him without blinking: "Do you think my cooking skills have improved a lot?"

"Yeah, not bad." Ke Jingheng said vaguely while chewing the food in his mouth.

"What, just not bad?" Luo Xiaomei pouted in dissatisfaction. What she hated most was the word "not bad"... To her, it was almost the same as "okay".

Seeing her angry look, Ke Jingheng couldn't help but chuckle: "Very good! There is no better, only the best!"

"Really? Then eat more." Luo Xiaomei's big eyes lit up immediately, and she picked up a few more pieces of sweet and sour pork for him.

Watching him chew slowly, her eyes seemed to be set up with a soft light lens, becoming more and more hazy.

It turns out that watching the person you like eating the food you made yourself is such a happy thing...