Autor: Thirteen pure ones Machinenübersetzung
A rich fragrance lingered in the room.
After serving the last vegetable soup to the dining table, Xia Ling washed her hands and cut herself a mango. She made a beautiful plate and was ready to eat.
Just as she sat behind the table, the door to the room was opened.
The person who came had her key.
He was wearing a navy blue suit with a dark red bow tie. The man's posture was upright, and his slender body exuded a calm and cold force.
He pushed the door open and entered. The Aroma of the food assailed his nostrils.
Standing at the door, Fu Dai was stunned.
He looked at the woman sitting at the dining table.
There were three dishes, a soup, and a plate of fruit on the woman's table.
She was wearing loose home clothes and holding chopsticks. Obviously, she was not waiting for him and was ready to eat.
Hearing his voice, her watery eyes, which were like feathers, turned back and looked somewhat guarded.
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"You're here. " Seeing that it was Fu Dai, Xia Ling breathed a sigh of relief.
She withdrew her gaze, picked up a piece of chicken, and put it in her bowl.
Xia Ling asked, "have you eaten? "
The rice in the bowl was sparkling and fragrant, and the chicken was fried until it was glossy.
Her culinary skills had always been good.
She took a bite. The chicken was tender and the rice was fragrant. When chewed together, it was truly a delicacy in the world.
When one was hungry, everything tasted good.
"I didn't eat. " Fu Dai looked at her and frowned.
At the door, he changed into his slippers as if he was familiar with the route.
Looking at the woman who was not friendly at all to him, a dark light flashed through his eyes.
Fu Dai wanted to see what tricks she was going to play today.
However, before he could walk to her side, Xia Ling put down her chopsticks and looked at him again with her watery eyes.
"The rice is in the pot and the dishes have just come out of the pot. Do you want to eat with me? "
Fu Dai paused and his gaze swept over the three dishes and the soup. His expression was a little complicated.
"Do you still remember that I like to eat three cups of chicken the most? "
Xia Ling:"...". ...
The first cherry blossom of 'a tree full of flowers' lit up.
Fu Dai liked to eat three cups of chicken the most She did not remember this. It did not exist in her original memory. It was just a blind cat meeting a dead mouse.
"Well, have a taste of my cooking. "
She went to get some rice for Fu Dai and brought some bowls and chopsticks.
When she came out of the kitchen, the slender man was already sitting opposite her.
He took off his navy blue suit and hung it on the clothes rack at the side.
He was wearing a white shirt, and the button at the collar was undone. He sat behind the dining table and waited to eat.
He sat there with a calm expression, and the look he gave Xia Ling was much gentler.
It seemed that he had lowered his guard to the lowest level.
Under the white shirt, his slender figure was smooth, and his well-defined hands were full of strength. He picked up the Chopsticks and looked at Xia Ling again.
Fu Dai: "why are you thinking of cooking yourself? "
Xia Ling: "I'm hungry. "
She served him food and did not care about him anymore.
They should eat and drink, just like how Fu Dai and she were normal friends and lovers, eating together without any restraint.
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Xia Ling could feel that from the beginning to the end, Fu Dai's gaze had been on her.
There was some scrutiny.
Xia Ling was full, and she raised her eyes to welcome him.
Her gaze met his deep eyes.
Fu Dai: "How did you do your face? "
Face... ...
Xia Ling was stunned for a moment, then she suddenly remembered her face that was slightly disfigured by Qin Qing's slap.
Because the mucous membrane in her mouth was broken, it was very uncomfortable, so when she returned to the apartment, Xia Ling directly exchanged for a snow face pill to eat.
It had been a long time since she exchanged for a snow face pill.
This pill cost 20 points per pill, and it had the effect of nourishing the body and making the skin white.