The man's cold voice rarely reveals a hint of doting: "Drink less and try it lightly."

Qin Xin asked Xiangxiang to give Xiao Bailu next door a few dishes, and the other party politely returned a few dishes.

Qin Xin took the opportunity to pick up a few dishes made by Xiao Bailu and handed them to the man: "Master, is it delicious?"

The man tasted casually: "It's just average."

Qin Xin: “…”

She felt that Xiao Bailu's cooking skills were comparable to Xiangxiang, and she was the kind of girl she wanted to marry home. She actually said it was ordinary?

Master, you have such a high vision, what can you do in the future?

After three rounds of drinking, Xiangxiang's face was already flushed and he curled up on the sofa and was drowsy.

Qin Xin was very excited: "Master, after these peach blossoms are made of ice, they are better with roasted toast and persimmon cakes. Have you ever eaten them?"

Man: "No."

What a weird combination this is.

Don't say I haven't eaten it, I haven't heard it.

Is the little guy drunk too?

Qin Xin: "Xiangxiang's food is delicious, but it's too exquisite. I feel that drinking is better with a simple and crude taste, just like I used to compete..."

She wanted to say that when she was practicing racing, she didn't bother to eat, and often roasted a slice of toast and ate it with persimmon cakes. Once, she drank a sip of iced peach wine. These things were so amazing together.

Later, when she was guiding Zhou Yu to race, she ordered Zhou Yu to do this for her every time.

While drinking, he trained Zhou Yu, and he also went on stage to show him for a while... It was so exciting.

This is also the only thing she knows how to cook, who has poor cooking skills.

However, she realized that she almost let it go, so she quickly changed her words: "...I often make it for stray animals."

man:"……"

Love treats him like a stray cat and dog!

Qin Xin did what she said and got up and went to the kitchen to flip the ingredients.

Unfortunately, although there are ready-made persimmon cakes in the countryside, there is no thing called "toast" or a toaster.

There was a white flour steamed bun leftover yesterday.

Qin Xin thought about it and didn't care about it. He simply cut the white flour bun into slices, then grilled the persimmon cake on the fire.

I turned out a pack of rare salty cheese cubes from the refrigerator.

Add in.

"Master, there is no toast and persimmon cake. I've made a steamed bun cheese persimmon cake for you. Come on, try it!" She pinched a piece of freshly baked one in her hand, and was afraid that it would fall apart on the plate, so she simply put it directly into the gauze curtain and gave it to Master Rabbit.

The man paused.

After a few seconds of silence, he stretched out his slender arms and gently, carefully, took them over.

I paid great attention to the whole process and didn't touch her hand, just a little bit.

Qin Xin curled her lips and said with a drunken spirit: "Master, you really practice teaching and learning between men and women. You even care so much about touching each other. Are you tired of living?"

The man's face froze.

The mask moved.

After a while, he said stiffly: "Men and women are not beyond their husbands and wife. This is the basics of being a human being."

Oh my God, there are still men today, and it’s not OK to touch women other than their wives?

Too rare?

Qin Xin was surprised and admired a little: "Okay, okay, I won't touch you in the future. Actually, although you are a beauty master, in my heart, I am also an elder. I will not have any inappropriate thoughts about you..."

Qin Xin said sincerely.

The man's expression seemed to melt a little, and he slowly spoke: "Just understand."

However, the next second, Qin Xin's words made his expression solemn-
Chapter completed!