To The Lovely You

Chapter 1103

Luo Xiaomei's hand was frozen in the air: she wanted to be famous all her life, so she sold herself for a bowl of fish soup!

She knew that Ke Jingheng would not be so kind to make soup for her. It was all premeditated!

But anyway, drinking one bowl is also his girlfriend and drinking two bowls is also his girlfriend. Why doesn't she just drink more!

Besides, it seems quite good to have a boyfriend who can cook for food like her

So she handed him the empty bowl again: "another bowl, a full bowl."

"You haven't answered my question yet!" Ke Jingheng looked at the bowl she handed over and didn't move.

"Some things must be said so clearly?" Luo gave him a shy and timid look.

"Well, I said I was stupid. I have to speak clearly and clearly before I can feel at ease." Ke Jingheng continued to look at her with straight eyes.

"All right! Give me fish soup quickly!" Luo xiaoberry quickly finished the conversation, then turned his head and was a little embarrassed to look at him.

Alas, the advertisements in TV dramas are so romantic. She was sitting at the dinner table with an empty bowl in her hand

"You speak so fast that I can't hear you clearly." Ke Jingheng remained motionless, "say it again."

"Ke Jingheng... You bastard!" Luo Xiaomei suddenly stood up, stretched out his hands and squeezed his cheek, "I... Promise to be your girlfriend..."

Ke Jingheng took her hand, put it in the palm and pinched it. He smiled like a child who had got his beloved treasure. He waited for this sentence, but he waited for more than ten years!

Before he was happy, Luo xiaoberry put the empty bowl in front of him: "fish soup."

"OK, drink as much as you want." Ke Jingheng stood up and filled her a full bowl.

Then, Luo Xiaomei drank the third bowl and the fourth bowl

She touched her stomach contentedly. Just when she wanted to say something, Ke Jingheng, who had been looking at her, suddenly said in a faint voice: "Xiaomei, there's one thing I haven't reminded you - the bowl and spoon you drink soup are just used by me."

So, it means indirect kissing?

Luo xiaoberry blushed, hung his head, didn't speak, and his eyes were shy.

Ke Jingheng looked at her with affectionate eyes, smiling at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

A loud Mezzo Soprano broke the romance at this moment. It was very beautiful. Hou Xiaoting came to the kitchen with the fragrance: "Wow, it's so fragrant!"

As she spoke, she lifted the lid of the pot. Looking at less than half a pot of fish soup, her heart was angry: "Luo Xiaomei, Ke Jingheng! How can you two do this! It's good for you to leave so much for us?"

When it was time for dinner, everyone came out of the room one after another. Ke Jingheng's fish soup was unanimously affirmed and robbed by everyone.

But those people didn't recognize anyone after eating, and then threw a pile of floating pontoons to Ke Jingheng and Luo xiaoberry, which was called -- let them get along alone.

Ke Jingheng was naturally unwilling to let Luo Xiaomei do it. He was busy in the kitchen alone.

"You're a good cook. You must keep my sister fat in the future. You'll do all the housework. Don't let my sister work too hard." Luo Yujun quietly walked behind him and patted him on the shoulder. "But I warn you in advance, don't think about something bad tonight."

Then he put his hands in his trouser pockets and left.

Luo Xiaomei curiously came forward and took Ke Jingheng's hand: "what did my brother tell you just now?"

"Nothing..." Ke Jingheng's eyes flashed and turned back to lock her eyes firmly. "You promised me tonight... Don't forget the reward."