Do things for the sake of the aspect.

She looked very energetic in white loungewear with a playful ponytail.

Pink apron, blue slippers......

Holding chopsticks in his hand.

She was busy going in and out, and there were more and more dishes on the table.

Emperor Ye Hitomi squinted at the golden pupils, and his long and tall figure stood at the staircase on the second floor, looking straight at Qianli......

A feeling of satisfaction actually rose in my heart.

Finally.

At the moment when Chiri entered the kitchen again.

Emperor Ye Hitomi also went downstairs with a deep gaze.

He walked behind Chiri in three steps and hugged her waist from behind.

Qianli was stunned, and her whole body froze.

It wasn't until she smelled the familiar aura on Emperor Yetong's body that she relaxed, "Are you done washing?" ”

“……”

"I made dinner today, should I be complimented?"

"Hmm."

He wrapped his grip on her neck and sucked hard, "What reward do you want?" ”

Qianli originally asked casually, but she didn't expect that there would be a reward, it seems that the big pervert is really happy tonight.

She tilted her head and smiled, "The reward hasn't been thought of yet, let's talk about it later?" ”

Now the main task is to eat!

“……”

The two sat at the dining table.

Emperor Night Hitomi pulled out a chair for Qianli.

The dinner was sumptuous, and Chiri made a lot of delicious food, but Hitomi Teiya's eyes were still attracted by the heart-shaped omelette on it.

On top of the omelette, there are even two words drizzled with salad dressing

"Glass & Hitomi".

In fact.

This kind of technique, Emperor Night Hitomi is not the first time to see it.

In the past, there were many brave girls who, in order to show their superb cooking skills, would have to make all kinds of food into the shape of hearts, including rice, eggs, carrots, and ...... Various.

Then write your name on it to express your affection.

Of course, Di Shao has no interest in this kind of little girl's practice, and he won't accept it, let alone eat it.

Basically, it's all about it

Glancing indifferently, he turned his head and left.

The glass hearts of female fans are shattered into slag, okay?!

However.

At this moment.

Emperor Yetong's heart has a different taste.

Qianli gave the omelette of "Glass" to the Emperor Night Hitomi, and the omelette of "Hitomi" was kept for herself, and her delicate little face was full of smiles, "Let's take one by one, let's see what it tastes like?" ”

What does it taste like?

The taste of the omelette, of course.

At most, it is more than the taste of salad dressing.

Although Emperor Ye Hitomi thought so, he still didn't say it.

“……”

The omelette is comparatively larger.

Of course, you can't eat a bite.

Chiri took out a knife and fork from the cutlery and swiped it lightly on it, splitting the omelette in two.

Among them, some of the sweeteners flowed out of the water, and the word "Hitomi" was also cut out, mixed with the salad dressing, and the whole omelette was like a car accident scene, and the good appearance was directly gone.

See here.

Qianli realized what a stupid way to spray words on it!

She looked at the "glass" on the plate of the emperor's night pupil, and then at the "hitomi" who had been ravaged so much that she couldn't look directly, twitched the corner of her mouth, and asked, "Hitomi, that one...... By the way, you won't abuse me like that, will you? ”

(□′)┻━┻！

How can there be an illusion that the body cannot be dissected?!

Those romantic romance dramas that think are all lies, right?!

Emperor Ye Hitomi smiled, "Of course not." ”

How could he be willing to abuse her?

As he spoke, he stuffed the entire omelette of "Glass" into his mouth.

“……”

Whole?!

Chiri was simply stunned.

Although Emperor Ye Hitomi left a whole corpse for himself, it was a little gratifying......

But!!!

How can you eat this?

Still thinking about it.

Emperor Yetong's big bony hand covered his mouth, his heroic brows furrowed, and he coughed violently, "Ahem...... Water. ”

Qianli hit a spirit.

She asked with a difficult face, "Isn't it delicious?" ”

"It's not."

"What's going on?"

"I ......"

“？？”

"I, I ......"

A little embarrassment flashed on his always domineering and handsome face, but his tone was still righteous, "I'm choking." ”

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