Bai Qi raised his eyelashes and asked innocently, "I didn't prepare hot water, aren't you afraid of the cold? It's not good to drink cold water, so drink more soup."

Ji Ye's face turned a little red.

"What, am I not good at craftsmanship?"

Season Night:  …

Just looking at Xiaobai's very skilled posture, he thought that cooking was her specialty, but it was hard to describe the taste.

The slices of tomatoes are as thin as cicada wings, and when boiled in water, the meridians and collaterals are distinct, and with the scattered egg flowers, it looks very appetizing.

But did Xiaobai sprinkle too much salt?

so salty...

"It's delicious." He didn't change his face.

Bai Qi smiled and lowered his eyes: "Then you drink more." After speaking, he took the initiative to scoop a bowl of soup for Ji Ye.

Ji Ye's scalp was numb, and he just picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp. The momentum was even stronger than that of a strong man breaking his wrist.

Bai Qi said again: "Try my fried shredded potatoes."

Ji Ye was uncomfortable with the saltiness, and was just about to eat something to crush him. He ignored his long-standing demeanor and quickly picked up a chopstick of shredded potatoes.

It smells pretty good...

One entrance...

Bai Qi smiled: "Is it delicious?"

Ji Ye frowned and swallowed hard: "Your craftsmanship... is very good."

This plate is not salty, but Xiaobai must have put vinegar as soy sauce, right? It's so sour it makes your teeth fall out.

Bai Qi looked at Ji Ye's complex face and remained silent.

My own house, so easy to enter?

Homemade food, so delicious?

She doesn't hate Ji Ye, but that doesn't mean she will follow his ideas. Are you so provocative?

After Ji Ye's face was flushed red, Bai Qi got up slowly, took out a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator and handed it to him: "Well, if it's not hot, just drink it."

Ji Ye finally understands why Xiaobai is so **** off! She wanted to prove that her previous statement that she was afraid of the cold was complete nonsense.

This character...is really the same as back then.

After Ji Ye finished drinking the water, he managed to calm down and couldn't help laughing.

Bai Qi raised his eyebrows: "What?"

Ji Ye was helpless: "It's my fault, I shouldn't fool you with things that are afraid of the cold."

Bai Qi picked a chopstick dish: "Well, let's eat."

After finishing speaking, I took the initiative to bring the shredded potatoes and tomato egg soup back to the pot, and I didn't know what seasonings were added. When it was served again, the taste was much better than before.

Ji Ye: Alas... I can't afford it. I can't afford it.

The two of them ate quietly, the light of the setting sun shone from the window, and the shadows of the two were drawn long, which was full of a sense of tranquility and beauty.

After dinner, Bai Qi has not yet started, but Ji Ye has already taken the initiative to clean up the dishes.

"You are the guest." She said modestly.

Ji Ye: "You don't need to treat me as a guest."

In the future, maybe I will be the same as you, the master here, standing side by side with you.

Bai Qi thought for a while: "Take you as a servant? Isn't it good?"

Season Night:  …

Bai Qi didn't understand why Ji Ye's face suddenly turned black, and he didn't ask him to clean up? ! How can you still be angry when you are rushing to be a servant?

A man's heart is sometimes like the sea, it's hard to guess.

He simply turned his black face into a black face, and the speed of packing things was very fast. Bai Qi helped pick up a few dishes.

Ji Ye looked at the empty pool and frowned, "Where's the detergent?"

Bai Qi took out a new bottle from the drawer.

"Dish towels."

Bai Qi took out the unopened towel from the cabinet above his head.

As I handed it over, I felt like something wasn't quite right.

Why... the atmosphere at home is a little weird? Isn't she the master here?

Why... there is a feeling of being a guest at home on a season night?