"Also, feel free." Fasino's lips smacked a shallow arc, and turned over the refrigerator to help her find the ingredients.

He is familiar with it, even knowing everything in the kitchen.

What makes Luo Yibei angry is that he will cook!

Although the two had talked about dinner before, it was asked by Fang Chi Xia.

But later, when I did it, it was all he did!

If it is otherwise, Luo Yibei may have been able to maintain confidence.

However, in terms of cooking, he is not as good as the other.

Luo Yibei’s eyes are staring at a dish made by Fasino, which seems a bit dumbfounded.

Fang Chixia stared at the plate and tried the dishes he made in the same way.

She seemed to like it very much, with a handful of spoons, a little bit of a fork, and even a satisfyingly cocked red lips, and a vertical thumb on Fasino, "Very good!"

"Like it!" Fasno raised her hand and rubbed her head.

The interaction between two people is like no one.

Luo Yibei's eyes fell coldly on Feisino's hand on Fang Chi Xia's head. The ink drone was dangerous and he walked up a few steps and pulled his hand down.

He was very rude, and he shot down Fisino's hand and pulled it over Fang Chi Xia. He helped her to organize the hair.

"What's good? It's not just a dish!" It didn't happen like anything. He turned his head and one of his plates glanced at it and pushed it aside.

Fang Chixia looked around and said nothing.

In her opinion, Luo Yibei’s current behavior is very naive.

"I will not eat it later." Fasino was not angry, and he took the plate in front of him and went outside the kitchen.

All the dishes today are made by him, full of tables.

Luo Yibei said that he had just said that when he was dining, he had no choice.

The little milk bag doesn't really like Fang Chi Xia and Fasino, but this time it was really hungry. Before I came to the table, I wanted to stay with Luo Yibei, but I looked at the food at the table. I can't help but be tempted.

"I want to eat!" Looked at Luo Yibei, his small body climbed into the seat, and he was very happy to eat.

Luo Yibei eyes swept to him like this, directly gave him a cold eye.

It’s so easy to be tempted or confused! What kind of instrument is it?

There are so many small milk bags of more than three years old, sitting at the table, enjoying the service of the child's face on the left, enjoying the Shi Yanyang on the right, and eating very happy.

When Fang Chi Xia was dining, he kept staring at Luo Yibei, but Luo Yibei did not find it.

In fact, Tong Yan and Shi Yangyang and Fasino are not very familiar, but there is no bad impression. The table was just beginning to be relatively unfamiliar, and later they even chatted.

Luo Yibei sat alone in the living room, but it seemed redundant.

Fesno didn't know today because of what suddenly came here, and it took a long time to stay here.

She talked to Fang Chixia at 10 o'clock in the evening, and finally she sent the door.

Tong Yan and Shi Yanyang went upstairs when they were more than nine o'clock. The two started the room. They didn't know what happened and lived together.

The small milk bag is sleeping at 9 o'clock, and the child is sleeping, upstairs.

There were only two people between Luo Yibei and Fang Chi Xia in the downstairs.

Fang Chi Xia slowly approached from outside the garden, and his eyes glanced in the direction of Luo Yibei.