There was no communication between them at all. It was natural. I took off my apron and sat down on the dining table. I watched the Zhao Qingyu come and go several times before I brought out all the dishes and served two bowls of rice.
"It's dinner." Zhao Qingyu was very lively and very happy." I mu,try some of my cooking skills. "I didn't even have a chance to taste it."
I thought to myself,wasn't that because you did n' t let me cook when I was living wi,you? Even the kitchen auntie had been scolded by you after she had been cut by the knife. How could anyone dare to cook? Wasn't this killing someone?
At this moment,it was better because for someone,I asked him to help wi,cooking first. This was very Zhao Qingyu,very cruel,and very appropriate to Zhao Qingyu my thoughts. I muttered to
