Qiao Mohan was sitting at the dining table watching the news, watching Ling Huan humming and washing the vegetables, and he unconsciously wanted to be infected by him.

"Brother Qiao, shall we have curry today?" Ling Huan poked his head out and asked him.

"It's as simple as it is..." Qiao Mohan got up and walked towards Ling Huan.

"Can you eat spicy food?" Ling Huan was eager to try.

"I brought back two catties of lobster. It's spicy enough for you to enjoy. Let's have a lighter meal." Qiao Mohan glanced at the ingredients behind him.

The corners of Ling Huan's mouth were about to reach his ears. Was this for him?He remembered that Qiao Mohan obviously didn't like spicy food...

He turned around to make curry rice, put all his energy into breastfeeding, and wanted to hum a few words about that song.

Today is a good day...a good day...a good day...ahhh

"How is your study recently? Have you reported to Teacher Yang on time?" Qiao Mohan asked casually.

"Very good. Sister Qing will give me lectures and assignments at night." Ling Huan answered him while throwing the ingredients into the pot.

"She seems to be a lecturer in an educational institution. I heard it's pretty good. Are you interested in going to study?" Qiao Mohan took a half cucumber out of the refrigerator and ate it, pretending to mention it casually.

"Go in, don't worry, my one-on-one sex tonight will be fine!" Ling Huan looked at the food in front of him without any deviation.

Qiao Mohan stood in front of the sink washing cucumbers, "It seems to be really..."

"It doesn't seem like it's true, this kind of treatment can't even be paid for." Ling Huan was very arrogant.

Qiao Mohan slandered silently in his heart, he was really a child, he didn't know the dangers of the society, sister Qing was long and short, and in the end he paid him to invite her here, and in the end it was for the extra 1 Yuan, up to now, she has kept the truth well.

"Yes, yes, you have a big face!" Qiao Mohan leaned on the door frame and ate cucumbers.

Ling Huan got him a piece of potato from the pot and handed it to his mouth, "Come, try to see if it suits you."

The man swallowed the cucumber in his mouth, and opened his mouth to continue.

After passing it in his mouth, he said, "Well, it's good, it's ok, you don't need to add anything, it's ok." Qiao Mohan obviously praised Ling Huan. After thinking about it unconsciously, I don't know if there is a chef major in the university.

Ling Huan turned off the fire, and cleaned up the console next to it.

Qiao Mohan raised his head and took a large plate from the cabinet above, went out to put the shrimps he brought back, and waited for Ling Huan's curry beef to come out of the pan.

Both people's stomachs are not very good, especially Ling Huan who has been hospitalized for bleeding, Qiao Mohan wondered if eating this big plate would cause him to go home at night and have a stomachache.

The color was bright red, Ling Huan came out with two plates of rice, just looking at it, he felt that his saliva was about to drop.

Putting two plates of curry beef rice on the table, Qiao Mohan helped to pull the chair away. Ling Huan's state made him a little bit unbearable to look directly at, "Oh, you haven't eaten crayfish in 800 years, have you?"

Ling Huan put on disposable gloves, picked one up, and peeled the shrimp out in two or three strokes. Although he really wanted to swallow it in one bite, he still brought it to Qiao Mohan's mouth without hesitation, "Joe Brother, you eat."

Qiao Mohan narrowed his eyes and did not refuse.

I always feel that this kid is very good today.

This shrimp was also packaged from the private kitchen last time. In Qiao Mohan's opinion, the hygienic condition is a hundred times better than those in ordinary small shops, so now he enjoys Ling Huan's feeding very much.

It's just that it seems a little too spicy, and my whole brain will explode when I swallow it.

After Ling Huan handed the man a glass of water, he calmly stuffed it into his mouth. He is addicted to spicy food, which is not as hot as him for the time being.

Qiao Mohan took a deep breath, it was still very spicy, and he silently poured down the whole glass of water to relieve it.

Ignoring his own gaffe, seeing Ling Huan eating so happily made him feel quite happy, it was worth it.

"Brother Qiao, are you very busy these days? I dare not call you." Ling Huan opened and closed Qiao Mohan with his mouth glowing red.

Qiao Mohan pulled the curry rice in front of him, "I'm not particularly busy, it's just that I was too busy a while ago."

"That's right, the CEO must be very busy..." Ling Huan suddenly sighed deeply.

The man looked funny, "I'm busy, why are you sighing?"

"You are the big president, and I am the little nanny next to the president." After stuffing another mouthful of rice behind him, he continued, "How can I not sigh!"

"Why, you don't want to be my nanny anymore?" Qiao Mohan also imitated how he fed himself just now, and sent someone a piece of beef over.

Ling Huan didn't even think about it, he leaned close to him and got stuffy in his mouth.

"Well, no." He chewed and said, "I just feel that compared to you, I seem to be a failure."

Qiao Mohan smiled, "You're just a kid, you still want to be president?"

"Hey, why don't you understand what I'm saying?" Ling Huan continued to eat shrimp non-stop, and the amount of two catties has now been reduced by more than half.

"You can eat this plate of shrimp with peace of mind and go back to sleep. What are you thinking about all day long!" Qiao Mohan handed him a piece of paper, "Wipe your mouth, the oil is almost flowing to your chin gone."

Ling Huan took the paper and wiped it, then continued to eat, "Brother, you really don't want to eat."

The corner of the man's mouth twitched, "You're provoking me, you know I'm afraid of spicy food, and you keep asking, believe it or not, I'll slap you in the face with this plate of shrimp..."

Someone shrank his neck, continued to eat with peace of mind, and then pushed his plate of curry rice in front of Qiao Mohan, "Then you should eat mine too, there is no room for my stomach."

Qiao Mohan was speechless.

"Do you still want to study when you go back tonight?"

Ling Huan buried his head in hard work, and when he heard the man's question, he still stopped talking, but his hands still did not stop, "Yes, I just don't need to go to Sister Qing's, she will go back to her hometown today."

"Oh, then you can make a paper here before you go back." Qiao Mohan watched him eat, his eyes didn't blink for a moment.

Ling Huan's ears moved, and the movements of his hands paused, "Eh..."

Qiao Mohan narrowed his eyes, "What's wrong?"

"I, I thought you were angry with me before, so I wanted to minimize my sense of existence, so... I took all the books back."

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