Mother Fox vows not to be a slave

Chapter 1020 Lithromantic Aptitude (16)

The words of refusal twisted and turned a thousand times in his throat, but it still turned into a promise.

They seem to have met a long time ago and made an appointment to be together.

Lu Songqi suddenly had this unrealistic idea in his mind.

Don't want to refuse, can't refuse.

"Song Qi, do you have any dishes that you dislike?" Guan Yao asked, "Do you eat spicy food? The taste in the south is sweet, right?"

The word Song Qi really became more and more fluent as it was called.His parents are probably hopeful people, and like literature.

Otherwise, how could he be named a writer of the Northern Song Dynasty?
"I hate green peppers... nothing else." Lu Songqi only felt that his tongue was not flexible - he had a girlfriend before, and he only developed to hug.

Later, the child thought he was bored, so there was no follow-up.

It's better to be noisy.

Um?girlfriend?
Lu Songqi pressed his temples and felt tired, so he thought more. People just liked his writing, found his home, and cooked a meal... that's all.

No matter how you think about it, it's not quite right...

Guan Yao picked up a cauliflower, and wanted to ask the man's opinion, but seeing him frowning in thought, she didn't bother -- writers are prone to mental breakdown than ordinary people, and if she loses her mind when she asks, she is worried Sorry.

"Ha, isn't this the guy from Building F? I haven't seen you for a long time. Why, come shopping with your girlfriend today?"

The aunt at the vegetable stand is very thin and enthusiastic. She turned out the freshest vegetables from the back, "This girl is beautiful and virtuous! Not bad!"

"Aunt Zhang, isn't this..." Lu Songqi was a little flustered, he first looked at the girl, afraid that she would be displeased.

This kind of cautious mood is really tormenting.

Fortunately, she picked up a potato and weighed it, but she didn't care about the boss's joke.

"Auntie, are there other potatoes?" She brushed the broken hair on her forehead with her hand.

Sometimes I really want to shave my head - if everyone in the world is bald, then she doesn't care so much, why should she keep such a thing that gets in the way.

"Yes, there are fresher ones inside."

The preparation of the dishes was a bit troublesome, but because Song Qi was by his side, even if he was angry at the stale ingredients, he could only hold back.

Who is not a little fairy?
At about 11:30, she finally followed the tall man back to his studio and home...

Many kitchen utensils are new, she took a look at Song Qi.

The latter turned his head in embarrassment, "Actually, I'm not very good at cooking, and the usual things are enough."

The vegetable oil has not been removed, the soy sauce has not been removed, and the rice wine is a whole bag... It is really impossible to describe it in words.

"These are not wines, they get better with age, and they will expire after a long time." Guan Yao said earnestly, she has a suspicion - maybe someone else wrote those delicate words?
"If it expires, I will replace it." Lu Song Qi retorted weakly.

Guan Yao: "..."

False, this world is false.

If her Erha hadn't run away from home, she must be smarter than this person.

A giant in thought, a brain-dead in life.

"Actually, I cook several times a week." Lu Songqi wanted to restore his image, but it seemed to be getting darker and darker.

"Seven days a week, 21 meals, and just cook a few times. You are really good at it. Are you practicing immortality? Why don't you drink some dew?" She couldn't help but want to roll her eyes.

Really are……

That's great, little fairy.

"No, there's no cereal or something..."

Forget it, he chose to die.

Do not explain.

"Mr. Song Qi, please sit down in the living room, and the meal will be ready in about half an hour~"

　Three shifts.

　　It turns out that being acclimatized is so terrible...

　　Yesterday in Dongyang, I had a headache that was about to explode. Today, I feel much better when I go back to my grandma's house.

　　Afraid.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)