Qin Qing's cooking speed was actually very fast, and he brought out three dishes and one soup in a short while.

He put the finished meal on the table, took out a wet paper towel and wiped his hands, and said apologetically, "I didn't take much stuff today, I just made these together, don't be disgusted."

Jing Ci looked at the steaming food on the table, it looked bright in color, and the aroma slowly drifted into his nose, which was inexplicably warm.

He didn't answer Qin Qing's words, but shook his head slightly, picked up the chopsticks and put a little in his mouth, feeling a little surprised.

This level of cooking is not at all like the "poor cooking skills" that Qin Qing himself labeled.

Jing Ci thought about her own cooking skills... Well, I can't think about it anymore.

After all, the two cannot be compared together, they are not of the same level at all, okay?

He took another bite of the dish, tasted it, and said to Qin Qing with a smile:

"Doctor Qin, why are you so good at cooking? Did you learn it before?"

Qin Qing was stunned for a moment, then laughed again:

"I haven't learned it systematically. The main reason is that I've been away all year round and I'm tired of eating the meals made in the cafeteria, so I try to cook a little bit by myself. After a long time, I can cook well."

Jing Temple: "..."

This is unreasonable. He also tried to make it himself because he disliked the food in the cafeteria, but why did he fry the pot in the end?

Well, it must be the pot.

Jingci thought about it for a long time, and finally decided to give up, and resigned himself to his fate and started cooking.

Qin Qing looked at Jingci's face immersed in eating, and suddenly remembered a little hamster he had raised when he was a child.

That hamster just kept its head buried in eating like this, and didn't bother to look up at itself at all. Of course, it might just be disdainful to look at it while eating.

It is very similar to the current Jingci Temple.

Well, it's just that Jingci Temple should not have such a factor of disdain to look at it.

He lowered his head and began to eat, but he couldn't hide the corners of his lips that were already raised.

A meal ends peacefully in such a harmonious atmosphere.

Qin Qing's cooking skills are really good. Jingci always eats very fast, but today, in order to be able to sit with Qin Qing for a while, he deliberately set his eating speed up.

It's a pity that he couldn't control it all at once, and ate too slowly, which attracted Qin Qing's attention.

Alpha frowned in confusion, hesitated for a while, and then asked cautiously:

"Is it... what I did not suit your taste?"

"Huh?" Jingci was a little stunned, and when he raised his head, the food in his mouth hadn't been swallowed, and he said vaguely, "Why do you say that?"

Qin Qing frowned slightly, and said, "I see you eat so slowly...is it not delicious?"

Jing Temple: "..."

Jingci's inner OS: How could I have such a meaning? Hey!

He hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands, not even having time to drop the food in his mouth: "No, no, I think your cooking is delicious, but I always eat slowly, so..."

Before he finished speaking, he was choked up.

Seeing this, Qin Qing hurriedly stretched out his hand to pat Jingci's back, frowned and said:

"Next time, remember to finish your meal before talking. Next time, if you feel that I did not do well, just tell me directly. There is no need to take my face into consideration."

Jing Temple: "..."

He didn't exhale in one breath, but he didn't choke anymore, because he was choking again.

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