This time, the stunned person has become the third sister.

In the past, when she mentioned emotional matters, Qiao Luo could only say "boring" to her.

What happened today? I will ask her about it.

"I won't say I'll hang up the phone."

The urging voice came, pulling back the third sister's thoughts.

She said, "You can't explain it clearly. You seem to be very patient with Long Beijue. I can't tell you what you are specific."

Some people will be attracted to each other when they stand together, forming a special magnetic field, which feels very subtle and cannot be explained clearly.

"It's like the last time you came to have coffee with me. He held an umbrella and was very close to you. You didn't resist his approach, as if you were used to it."

If she didn't say it, Qiao Luo would never have thought of such a detailed place.

She pursed her lips and hesitated, "Sister Three, ask you a question."

"It's so strange, you have any questions to ask me." Sister San teased.

"Can it be an emotional problem?"

It was originally a joke, but she didn't expect it to be hit by her.

Joe Lo admitted frankly, “Yes.”

Now, the third sister felt even more strange, as if she had discovered a new world.

"It's true or false, say it quickly."

"That's..." Qiao Luo stammered.

The sudden abnormality even aroused the curiosity of the third sister.

She urged, "That's what, oh, say it quickly, don't swear my appetite."

Qiao Luo's eyes drooped, "Forget it, it's nothing, I'll die."

After saying that, she hung up the phone in a hurry.

On the other end of the phone, the third sister looked puzzled.

Don't you ask her if you have emotional questions?

It aroused her curiosity and suddenly stopped talking. Is this really good?

On the other side, he hung up the phone and Qiao Luo continued to water it.

However, he became even more absent-minded.

One hand slipped, and a scoop of water directly poured onto the two hens.

"Gugugugu—"

Frightened, the two hens flapped their wings, flew over the fence, and plunged into the mud.

Qiao Luo glanced at the two hens and put down the water scoop in awkwardly.

Forget it, she will not cause any trouble to them when the two hens grow up and make chicken soup.

She turned around and walked back into the room, without going to the inner room, and picked up a sofa and lay down.

During this sleep, Long Beijue slept very heavily.

Maybe the bed is comfortable, or maybe the pillow and quilt have the smell of someone.

When I woke up, it was almost evening. If he hadn't been awakened by hunger, he would have continued to sleep.

Long Beijue sat up, his deep eyes clear.

The surroundings were quiet, not even a figure.

He lifted the quilt and got out of bed, put on his shoes and socks, and got up and walked out.

"Qiao Luo?"

There was no one in the outer room, and he walked towards the kitchen again.

Before I got close to the kitchen, a tempting fragrance gradually came.

He accelerated two steps to enter the kitchen, and the woman's slender figure came into his eyes.

With his back to him, the woman concentrates on cooking.

Flip the pot, stir-fry, the fire dragon surging, and the movements are neat and neat.

Although I knew she could cook, I didn't know that she was so good at cooking.

He stopped, leaned against the door, staring quietly at her back.

The soft light lingers around her, giving off a warm atmosphere.

He smiled silently, as if he had seen his future life.

There is her, and there is a little guy who looks like him or like her.

Hearing the footsteps, Qiao Luobian knew that he was coming.

The sight that fell on her became hotter and it was hard for her to ignore it.

She said in a cold voice, "If you want to eat, help get the bowl."

Long Beijue finally took the steps and went to get the bowl obediently.

He held two bowls and asked, "Do you want to serve the rice?"

Qiao Luo nodded, and Long Beijue walked towards the rice cooker.

If you can't cook, he can still serve a meal.

After serving the rice, Qiao Luo also brought the dishes to the table.

She took off her apron and pulled her chair to sit down.

Long Beijue put the bowl on the table, pulled a chair and sat next to her.

Qiao Luo glanced at the distance between the two and reminded, "Sit away."

Long Beijue changed the topic, "Give it, chopsticks."

Qiao Luo took the chopsticks, glanced at him coldly, and took her words as if they were in front of her ears.

Are you brave?

"Braised pork ribs." Long Beijue saw one of the dishes, and the corners of his lips could not help but rise up.

He turned his eyes to look at the person beside him, and Qiao Luo couldn't bear it even with the scorching look.

Especially that too bright smile is simply a disaster for Lan Yan.

"Go away after eating." She said.

Long Beijue was not annoyed, and he was smiling at the corners of his eyebrows and eyes.

He picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of ribs, then turned to Qiao Luo's bowl.

Then he picked it up and ate it by himself.

With rice, the taste is simply amazing.

The food from a chef in a hotel was no longer delicious.

Qiao Luo glanced at the ribs in his bowl and glanced at the person beside him.

Eat quickly, but the eating style is so elegant that it makes people unable to find fault.

Qiao Luo curled his lips, it seemed like he hadn't eaten for a month.

Moreover, she also put coriander in the dish. Didn’t he taste it?

Seeing her glance at her, Long Beijue quipped, "I know she is delicious, but I can really fill my stomach when I look at me?"

Qiao Luo sneered, "I'm afraid you'll get poor."

Long Beijue smiled but said nothing.

After a meal, the two of them barely had a happy meal.

After dinner, Long Beijue took the initiative to clean up the dishes and wash the dishes.

"You won't have to bury the bowl again, right?" Qiao Luo joked about him this time.

The memory of the last time I buried the bowl was still very impressive.

Long Beijue put the dishes into the sink and accurately picked up the dishwasher, "I think I can buy a dishwasher."

Qiao Luo gave him a blank look, "I have no money."

She lives here alone, and she still needs a dishwasher?

She might as well wash it faster than herself.

After seeing Qiao Luo wash dishes, Long Beijue got started very quickly and was done in a short while.
To be continued...