On the way, I passed the living room and thought that the TV cabinet drawer that Bo Jingshen told her might have something she needed to use, so I opened it and took a look.

As a result, I saw several camera instruments.

Fu Chaochao:(⊙o⊙)…

Is he a Doraemon?

"Chaochao, when can I go to the welfare home to take a look?" Che Keer asked curiously.

Fu Chaochao put the instrument in his hand on the table, "I've been in touch these days. Now the method I've discussed has to be communicated with the welfare home. It's still unknown whether they will adopt it."

"Hey, the camera, wow, it's Sony's!" Luo Jiantong recognized it with great accuracy and played with it with love.

“Where did this come from?”

Fu Chaochao said vaguely: "I just found it casually."

In the evening, when Bo Jingshen came home, he saw Fu Chaochao busying himself in the kitchen with his apron around him, and the air smelled like a dish.

He couldn't help but walk over and looked at her, and without hindering her, he leaned against the kitchen door and watched quietly.

Fu Chaochao didn't hear him coming back, and turned around to use the plate to serve the dishes. He was suddenly startled and his body shook.

She patted her chest and said angrily: "How come you walk without sound?"

Bo Jingshen: "It depends on your cooking seriously and you don't want to disturb you, it's not intentional."

Fu Chaochao glared at him: "If you did it on purpose, it would be impossible to stand there intact now."

Bo Jingshen raised his eyebrows, heard the smell, and slowly said, "Do you want to fight with me?"

He chuckled: "Chaochao, you can't reach me."

He remembered the embarrassment that he could not touch her hair even if he could not touch her two hands. Fu Chaochao snorted: "Can you not reach your head or scratch your hand?"

Bo Jingshen said slowly: "I am happy to scratch you, but a certain turtle doesn't even dare to stretch out its claws."

He walked over and touched her back with his fingertips, half a joke and serious: "Why do you scratch here again?"

Fu Chaochao hid uneasyly, and the man became increasingly unfair.

"What dish is this cooking?"

"At noon, I went to Fei Ge's place to order a table of dishes. After eating, we were all over. Some dishes were just here, so I packed them up and thought I could eat them even if they were hot at night."

Bo Jingshen filled out the questionnaire. After reading it, Fu Chaochao thought he was a person who was not picky about eating. He called him at noon and said that he could just give him leftovers, and he would not care about those who were heated for dinner.

Sure enough, Bo Jingshen didn't say anything.

He just nodded, looked at her a few times, and said softly, "I have no conscience."

"……Um?"

"I won't miss me even if I have a big fish and meat with others."

Fu Chaochao:???

Wait, didn’t she say that Bo Jingshen would stay for eating?

He refused it himself!

"Didn't you say you don't eat it? You don't like being watched by so many people?" Fu Chaochao refused to blame the blame.

"Oh." Bo Jingshen blinked his eyes extremely innocently: "I forgot."

“…”

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After dinner, Fu Chaochao wanted to clean up the dishes, but was stopped by Bo Jingshen.

"I said before in "Chapter N of the Constitution" that one person cooks and the other person washes the dishes, so I'll go and wash the dishes."

Fu Chaochao even forgot that taking care of people in his previous life became a habit, and he subconsciously took it away.
Chapter completed!