"Brother Mo, if you always talk like this, you will have no friends."
Fu Jiu lowered his head and slid his phone away as he spoke: "Even if I don't remember, I can still search for tutorials, cooking porridge is such a simple thing, right." “ Qin Mo looked at the whiteness that the young man showed when he lowered his head, probably because the skin was too good, it would make people feel like a fine jade, and it was still glowing.
Qin Mo suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched the back of Fu Jiu's neck.
Fu Jiu's side eyes: "What" "Don't show your back to others in the future."
Qin Mo's voice was very light, Fu Jiu chuckled: "Don't worry, it definitely won't be when you fight, isn't this cooking porridge?"
“ Qin Mo frowned, this guy is really taboo between men and women, if it is true, why can't he hear his reminder Or rather, it's too tender.
Qin Mo smiled and stood behind Fu Jiu.
The boy who searched for the tutorial moved very neatly, but the sound was a little loud.
In the end, the great god still couldn't look at it, so in that posture, he held Fu Jiu's wrist holding the spoon, and was dignified and abstinent: "The most important thing to make porridge is to be patient, how can anyone come like you indiscriminately" "That's my style, Brother Mo, you don't understand."
Fu Jiu is still very good at crooked ways when it comes to crooked ways.
Qin Mo hooked his thin lips, his fingers clasped the porcelain-like touch wrist in his palm, and he didn't speak.
In the semi-open kitchen, two people stood one after the other, holding the same spoon in their hands.
Due to the problem of height difference.
The young man's whole body was as if he was being held in his arms from behind by a man.
Fu Jiuzheng felt that such a posture seemed too intimate.
The great god let go of his hand one step ahead of her, and his eyes were deep: "It's okay, let it cook for twenty minutes." “ After speaking, Qin Mo took out his left hand and pressed his stomach.
Fu Jiu directly stretched out his hand and put the great god's hand on his shoulder, so that the distance between the two people was closer.
When Qin Mo lowered his head, the corners of his mouth went up.
It seems that the management of the younger brother should also be both soft and hard.
Fu Jiu really eats soft and not hard, has a handsome face, and does housework such as boiling porridge, like a very stylish vampire bat, this Feifei, that Feifei.
In the end, I happily brought a big bowl of vegetable porridge to the great god.
In fact, Fu Jiu also noticed that the great god didn't eat anything at the dinner just now.
Qin Mo sat on the wooden chair, looking at the bowl of "Big Mac" on the dining table, thinking of the amount of food that usually a teenager ate, and wanted to laugh again.
Fu Jiu couldn't understand what the great god was laughing at Could it be that her presentation is too ugly But what do you want to put on a bowl of porridge?
Thinking so, Fu Jiu glanced down at her mobile phone again, planning to wait for the great god to finish drinking this bowl of porridge, she cleaned up and left.
But, I don't know if the great god eats too elegantly or what.
That bowl of porridge showed no sign of abating at all.
The great god is really slow to eat.
In Fu Jiu's words, you can go directly to shoot posters.
In fact, Qin Mo was really not very hungry at first, but unexpectedly the taste of this porridge was actually very good, so he couldn't help but eat two more bites.
After eating a bowl of porridge, it should take a lot of time.
He didn't expect the boy to give him such a big bowl.
But.
The bigger the bowl, the longer it will take to eat, isn't it?
However, at this very time.
There was a sudden noise at the doorway.
Qin Mo subconsciously arched his eyebrows aa2705221: