This is Zhu Xiaoxuan’s first time in Xiaxin’s rental house.

This made her follow behind with curiosity and look left and right, looking at the situation in the room.

"Sit down casually, I'll cook the dishes first, and have dinner together later. Xia Xin, please entertain others."

Leng Xuetong said, after taking off her shoes, she walked into the kitchen next to her.

She looks like a hostess.

This made Zhu Xiaoxuan a little nervous. She looked like Lin Daiyu entered the Grand View Garden and carefully followed Xia Xin, looking left and right to find some traces of Xia Xin's intersection with Leng Xuetong.

For example, will the two of them put together when changing clothes, will they share the same bathroom, will they sleep in the same bed, etc.

Xia Xin took off his shoes and walked in, took a pair of indoor slippers from the side and put them in front of Zhu Xiaoxuan.

Zhu Xiaoxuan looked at Leng Xuetong's busy figure in the kitchen and whispered, "She can actually cook, so awesome."

Xia Xingan laughed and said, "...It depends on your definition of cooking. If you just cook, anyone can actually make it."

"...Why does it feel like there is a strong smell of mushyness?"

"It's okay, this is her normal performance. Don't be surprised if she brings out anything later. Try to make a very normal look like this thing burns."

Before Xia Xin could finish speaking, a metal spoon flew over from behind and hit the back of his head with a "bang".

Leng Xuetong behind her looked gloomy and stared at him with an unhappy look.

Xia Xin smiled bitterly, reached behind without looking back and took the spoon, "Let's go to the sofa and sit down."

"oh!"

Zhu Xiaoxuan felt that Leng Xuetong at home was very different from the meticulous and cold Leng Xuetong at school. Thinking of this, she felt that maybe it was not the relationship between the family and the school, but Xing was just the different Leng Xuetong in front of Xia Xin.

Zhu Xiaoxuan came to the sofa in the middle and sat down, her legs were neatly put together, and her hands were placed on the knees of her legs, sitting upright, not daring to look careless.

In fact, she has never been so reserved even when she wanted the head of the army to be a guest.

She is considering what the situation is now. Because Xia Xin and Leng Xuetong live together, they are considered young couples? She is a third party involved?

But... she thought of another question.

The two did not start living together after dating, but started living together when Xia Xin and Shu Yuewu were dating. In this way, should Leng Xuetong be considered a third party?

The difference is that she is the third party, and she is just a third party. Everyone is right.

This thought made her feel a little better.

I feel that I am not so inappropriate.

Of course, it was just a little bit, and she would definitely not dare to confront Leng Xuetong.

While Zhu Xiaoxuan was sitting down, Xia Xin went to the kitchen to get some candied fruits and fruits, and then he saw Leng Xuetong staring at a pot of scorched ribs because there was no water.

Xia Xin was about to say something, such as not to worry, I can eat it, etc. I have been used to it, and this is expected. Without saying anything, Leng Xuetong's sharp gaze, he immediately did not dare to say more, and hurried out.

Xia Xin sat down on the sofa with Zhu Xiaoxuan, wanting to talk about something and open up the atmosphere, but then he realized that at this time, it was not appropriate to say anything.

Moreover, it was not easy just now, and I mustered up the courage to say something, but after being interrupted by Leng Xuetong, I didn’t say much.

This is what is called "one-stop work, and then decline, and then extinguish three times.

"Or... watch TV."

"Okay." Zhu Xiaoxuan nodded hurriedly.

At this time, she would be embarrassed to speak.

The most important thing is that I don’t understand what Leng Xuetong thinks.

What did she find and how much did she know? Why did she invite herself in as a guest?

In the living room, there is only the TV, and the monotonous female anchor without emotion plays the news.

This sound instead made the living room feel a strange silence.

No one had the heart to watch TV at this time.

I don’t know what Leng Xuetong was rubbing in the kitchen. After about half an hour, I saw Leng Xuetong poking her head out of the kitchen, “I remember it’s Xiaoxuan, right?”

"Oh...yes!"

Zhu Xiaoxuan stood up just like she was named by the teacher when she was in elementary school, with her delicate body standing straight, her hands were pressed against her legs, and her eyes were staring at Leng Xuetong, not daring to be negligent at all.

"Do you... know how to cook?"

"Cooking?...I have learned a little hard, but I can't cook much," Zhu Xiaoxuan's face turned slightly red, and she lowered her face with shame, and replied, "I can do fried rice, fried eggs, fried eggs, egg soup, and seaweed egg soup."

"Xiaoxuan, don't be ashamed. Even if you only know how to make an egg, you are far above the average level. It's already amazing. It's better to say that it's someone else who deserves to be ashamed of."

Xia Xin almost subconsciously said something poor. As soon as he finished speaking, he received the fork that Leng Xuetong was ejected.

"Then come and help me, okay."

"Yes, of course there is no problem, and the honor is very high."

Zhu Xiaoxuan was a little restrained, her head was already messy, and her words were a little weird.

Moreover, because of her panic, when she went out, her knee hit the corner of the coffee table, which really hurt her.

Seeing Zhu Xiaoxuan walking into the kitchen and busy with Leng Xuetong, Xia Xin was in an extremely strange mood.

He could not imagine what would happen next, and his heart was filled with fear of the future.

Xia Xin tried to search on his mobile phone on Baidu.

Baidu headlines say that a man, Mr. Cheng, was flirting with all his life and was unprepared for his last dinner, and his childhood sweetheart's girlfriend was cut off his head.

Xia Xin looked at Leng Xuetong, who seemed to have known him when he was a child, then looked at the dinner on the table. A cold air suddenly rose from the soles of his feet and reached the top of his head. He was so scared that he quickly turned off Baidu.

This was a thrilling waiting time, and cold sweat broke out on Xia Xin's forehead.

He tried to figure out Leng Xuetong's thoughts, but it was obviously a waste of effort.

I don’t know how long it took to hear Zhu Xiaoxuan coming out of the kitchen say, “It’s wet, it’s time to eat.”

Xia Xin then hurriedly got up and wanted to go over and help, but the other two had already prepared everything. Zhu Xiaoxuan was responsible for picking up chopsticks and serving dishes, and Leng Xuetong was responsible for making food.

Xia Xin just needs to sit at the table and eat.

The more he didn't let him do things, the more he was nervous. Xia Xin really wanted to do something to make up for it.

Then, the three of them sat down at the dining table, Xia Xin sat in the middle, Leng Xuetong was on his right side, and Zhu Xiaoxuan was on his left side.

There are four dishes on the table, one dish of scrambled eggs, one dish of tomato egg soup, one dish of sweet tomatoes, one dish of tomatoes with some sugar, and one plate of at least half of them are burnt ribs.

It's really easy to understand. Just looking at it, I know who made the two plates.

Leng Xuetong looked like a mistress and introduced to Zhu Xiaoxuan, "I didn't buy any vegetables, just eat it like this."

Xia Xin really wants to say that he bought a lot of vegetables, but they are all in the kitchen trash can.

Of course, he only dared to think about this in his mind.

Zhu Xiaoxuan tried hard to act as usual and smiled, "It's okay, I won't be asking for trouble."

Although he was smiling, his face was extremely stiff.

Moreover, I didn't even take the chopsticks, and one of them slid down from my hand.

It can be seen that Zhu Xiaoxuan was quite nervous.

And Xia Xin... he was wondering whether to try the dish with a silver needle first, just in case.

Leng Xuetong greeted like an ordinary home mistress, "You're welcome, just eat."

But there was no expression on his face. If he could say this with a kind smile, Zhu Xiaoxuan would definitely be polite.

By the way, what is this?

Declare her sovereignty?

After seeing that both of them had eaten orders, Xia Xin also quietly ate the rice and had a safe meal. He had no idea that he always felt the tranquility before the storm.

Seeing that Zhu Xiaoxuan didn't eat much, Leng Xuetong asked faintly.

"What's wrong? Is the food not suitable for your appetite?"

Xia Xin immediately looked at Leng Xuetong with admiration. Why can this person put on a set of dishes that she cooked, as if the table was made by her, and go to invite others to eat?

The only ribs she made have been burnt all over?

When Xia Xin thought of this, he felt a pain in his right foot and was stomped on him.

Zhu Xiaoxuan shook her head repeatedly, "No, no, it tastes delicious, it's very good."

Zhu Xiaoxuan flattered a few words politely and stretched out her chopsticks to prove it. Then she realized that Leng Xuetong had cut a tomato, but it was not burned. This made her unable to pinch the black ribs and put them directly in her mouth and bit them in a big mouth to prove that it was really delicious.

Xia Xin felt that Zhu Xiaoxuan was really trying it out, because she went in with a piece of ribs. In order to prove that it was really delicious, she even swallowed the bones together.

Leng Xuetong also treated her to the eggs from the egg soup and tasted them, "You cooked them well, and they had a homey taste."

Xia Xin was puzzled, why could this person put on a pair without blushing? The two of them cooked as delicious as they met their opponents, as if they were equally strong. Hey, your ribs are completely burnt, isn't better than others?

As soon as Xia Xin thought of this, his right foot was stomped again, and this time he was crushed and crushed.

“…”

He didn't understand. Leng Xuetong was clearly watching Zhu Xiaoxuan speak, so why did she seem to be able to read her own heart, while talking as if nothing had happened while stepping on herself?

Zhu Xiaoxuan explained with a dry smile, "Because my mother taught me how to cook."

Now every time she says something, she is careful, for fear that she has said something wrong.

Leng Xuetong took a few bites before she thought of something and asked, "By the way, when it comes to cooking, I remembered that when you were at the beach, did you grow the strawberries on Xia Xin's neck?"

"Puff..." Xia Xin squirted out a mouthful of rice, "Is this absolutely okay with cooking? How do you think of this from cooking?"

Before Xia Xin could finish speaking, her mouth was blocked by the tomatoes clamped by Leng Xuetong.

Leng Xuetong looked at him with a cold face, and her expression clearly said, "Shut up."
Chapter completed!