Chapter 569 Qin Qiao vs Zhan Qing

Chapter 571

Hands on the towel, shoulders trembling slightly...

Qin Qiao sat beside Bai Mo and pulled the towel off his face.

"Why are you crying?" Qin Qiao looked at Bai Mo and asked.

Choked by smoke, apply a wet towel and it will be fine in a while.

She had finished the charcoal fire, but his eyes were still tearing, obviously crying.

She felt that Bai Mo was not right today...

Bai Mo looked at Qin Qiao, and it was impossible to hide the pain on his face and the tears in his eyes.

"Why are you looking at me? I asked you why you are crying?"

Qin Qiao looked at Bai Mo like this, and felt very distressed.

Although her Xiao Bai was gentle, he was not the kind of person who would cry for no reason.

Qin Qiao had a bad feeling in her heart...

"Today is his birthday..." Bai Mo said hoarsely.

Qin Qiao knew who Bai Mo was talking about.

"I... the last time I celebrated his birthday was when we went camping and grilled something. He made a charcoal fire, which looked very simple to me..."

Bai Mo forced himself to continue. Today was not that person's birthday...

But the last time he celebrated his birthday, the charcoal fire he made was true.

That was really the last birthday...

You should know that today has come. He should have spent more birthdays with him. Why did he get angry for so many years? It hurts everyone.

Qin Qiao put the wet towel back on Bai Mo's face.

"I can't bear to see you cry. Wait for him to come back and celebrate his birthday again!"

Qin Qiao now understood why Bai Mo was like this. It was not surprising that it was that person.

"You... don't cry. It hurts me when you cry."

Qin Qiao really felt sorry for him. Her little Bai was not suitable for crying. Only a gentle smile was suitable for him.

Bai Mo took off the wet towel on his face, stood up, and took a breath, "I'll roast sweet potatoes for you!"

How could he celebrate his birthday again...

Bai Mo put the rack on the charcoal fire, then wrapped the sweet potatoes with tin foil and put them on the rack.

Corn was also placed on the shelf...

"What is that?" Qin Qiao watched Bai Mo take out a bottle of something that looked like chili oil.

"This is to be brushed on corn, you probably haven't eaten it before."

Qin Qiao definitely hasn't eaten it before, because this is the way that person came up with it.

"It contains chili, cumin, mutton oil, salt... I don't know what else, anyway, it tastes good when brushed on corn."

"Then I really haven't eaten it before, I've always eaten roasted sweet corn."

Qin Qiao licked her lips, and she thought it would taste good when she heard Xiao Bai say that.

When the secret oil was brushed on the corn, the charcoal fire immediately gave out a fragrance.

This secret combination really tastes good.

"Hurry up and grill!" Qin Qiao had eaten a lot of barbecue, but now, she was hungry again when she smelled the fragrance.

Bai Mo looked at Qin Qiao's anxious look, and he didn't rush to grill it at all, "It tastes better if you grill it slowly."

This is what the person said, and when he said this, there was a faint smile on his cold face.

It's not very obvious, but you can see it.

Qin Qiao started eating the corn before it cooled down, even though it was hot.

"This is great!" Qin Qiao gave a thumbs up, this was really delicious.

She liked eating roasted corn, but this was the first time she had eaten it, and she loved it the first time.

Seeing Qin Qiao eating with satisfaction, Bai Mo thought of his own expression when he ate this corn for the first time, which was similar to Qin Qiao's.

Bai Mo opened the tin foil wrapped around the sweet potato, then cut a line in the middle of the sweet potato with a knife and roasted it slowly.