Chapter 468
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"Brother Mo, if you keep talking like this, you will have no friends." Fu Jiu lowered her head and swipe the phone while talking: "Even if I don't remember, I can still search for tutorials. Cooking porridge is such a simple thing, right?"
Qin Mo looked at the fairness that the young man showed when he lowered his head, probably because his skin was so good that it made people feel like a high-quality jade, and it was still shining.
Qin Mo stretched out his hand suddenly, and pinched the back of Fu Jiu's neck.
Fu Jiu looked sideways: "What?"
"Don't show your back to others casually in the future." Qin Mo's voice was very flat,
Fu Jiu chuckled, "Don't worry, it won't happen during a fight. Isn't this cooking porridge?"
Qin Mo frowned, is this guy really gay? If it is true, why can't I hear his reminder?
Still, it's too tender.
Qin Mo smiled and stood behind Fu Jiu.
After searching for the tutorial, the boy moved very neatly, but the sound was a bit loud.
In the end, the master still couldn't see it anymore, and in that position, he held Fu Jiu's wrist holding the spoon, showing dignity and abstinence: "The most important thing in cooking porridge is patience, how can anyone come here indiscriminately like you? "
"That's my style, Brother Mo, you don't understand." Fu Jiu is very good at talking about crooked ways.
Qin Mo pursed his thin lips, clasped his wrist with porcelain jade in his palm, and did not speak.
In the semi-open kitchen, two people stood one after the other, holding the same spoon in their hands.
due to height difference.
The young man seemed to be hugged by a man from behind.
Fu Jiu was feeling that this posture seemed too intimate.
But the master let go of her hand one step earlier, his eyes were deep: "It's ok, let it cook for twenty minutes."
After speaking, Qin Mo freed his left hand and pressed his stomach.
Fu Jiu stretched out her hand directly, and put the hand of the Great God on her shoulder. In this way, the distance between the two of them became closer.
When Qin Mo lowered his head, the corners of his mouth raised upwards.
It seems that managing the younger brother requires both hard and soft tactics.
Fu Jiu is indeed soft but not hard, with a handsome face, doing housework such as cooking porridge, like a very stylish vampire bat, Feifei here, Feifei there.
In the end, he happily served a big bowl of vegetable porridge to the Great God.
In fact, Fu Jiu also noticed that the master didn't eat anything at the dinner just now.
Qin Mo sat on the wooden chair, looked at the bowl of "Big Mac" on the dining table, thought of the usual teenager's appetite, and wanted to laugh again.
Fu Jiu didn't understand what the great god was laughing at?
Could it be that her presentation is too ugly?
But what do you want for a bowl of porridge?
Thinking of this, Fu Jiu looked down at her phone again, planning to wait for the master to finish the bowl of porridge, and then she would pack up and leave.
However, I don't know if it's because the master eats too elegantly or something.
That bowl of porridge showed no sign of diminishing.
The great master really eats very slowly.
In Fu Jiu's words, it's time to go directly to shoot posters.
In fact, Qin Mo wasn't very hungry at first, but he was surprised that the porridge tasted good, so he couldn't help but ate two more mouthfuls.
After eating a bowl of porridge, it should take a lot of time.
He didn't expect the boy to give him such a big bowl.
but.
The bigger the bowl, the longer it takes to eat, right...
However, at this moment.
There was a sudden sound at the door.
Qin Mo raised his eyebrows subconsciously...
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"Brother Mo, if you keep talking like this, you will have no friends." Fu Jiu lowered her head and swipe the phone while talking: "Even if I don't remember, I can still search for tutorials. Cooking porridge is such a simple thing, right?"
Qin Mo looked at the fairness that the young man showed when he lowered his head, probably because his skin was so good that it made people feel like a high-quality jade, and it was still shining.
Qin Mo stretched out his hand suddenly, and pinched the back of Fu Jiu's neck.
Fu Jiu looked sideways: "What?"
"Don't show your back to others casually in the future." Qin Mo's voice was very flat,
Fu Jiu chuckled, "Don't worry, it won't happen during a fight. Isn't this cooking porridge?"
Qin Mo frowned, is this guy really gay? If it is true, why can't I hear his reminder?
Still, it's too tender.
Qin Mo smiled and stood behind Fu Jiu.
After searching for the tutorial, the boy moved very neatly, but the sound was a bit loud.
In the end, the master still couldn't see it anymore, and in that position, he held Fu Jiu's wrist holding the spoon, showing dignity and abstinence: "The most important thing in cooking porridge is patience, how can anyone come here indiscriminately like you? "
"That's my style, Brother Mo, you don't understand." Fu Jiu is very good at talking about crooked ways.
Qin Mo pursed his thin lips, clasped his wrist with porcelain jade in his palm, and did not speak.
In the semi-open kitchen, two people stood one after the other, holding the same spoon in their hands.
due to height difference.
The young man seemed to be hugged by a man from behind.
Fu Jiu was feeling that this posture seemed too intimate.
But the master let go of her hand one step earlier, his eyes were deep: "It's ok, let it cook for twenty minutes."
After speaking, Qin Mo freed his left hand and pressed his stomach.
Fu Jiu stretched out her hand directly, and put the hand of the Great God on her shoulder. In this way, the distance between the two of them became closer.
When Qin Mo lowered his head, the corners of his mouth raised upwards.
It seems that managing the younger brother requires both hard and soft tactics.
Fu Jiu is indeed soft but not hard, with a handsome face, doing housework such as cooking porridge, like a very stylish vampire bat, Feifei here, Feifei there.
In the end, he happily served a big bowl of vegetable porridge to the Great God.
In fact, Fu Jiu also noticed that the master didn't eat anything at the dinner just now.
Qin Mo sat on the wooden chair, looked at the bowl of "Big Mac" on the dining table, thought of the usual teenager's appetite, and wanted to laugh again.
Fu Jiu didn't understand what the great god was laughing at?
Could it be that her presentation is too ugly?
But what do you want for a bowl of porridge?
Thinking of this, Fu Jiu looked down at her phone again, planning to wait for the master to finish the bowl of porridge, and then she would pack up and leave.
However, I don't know if it's because the master eats too elegantly or something.
That bowl of porridge showed no sign of diminishing.
The great master really eats very slowly.
In Fu Jiu's words, it's time to go directly to shoot posters.
In fact, Qin Mo wasn't very hungry at first, but he was surprised that the porridge tasted good, so he couldn't help but ate two more mouthfuls.
After eating a bowl of porridge, it should take a lot of time.
He didn't expect the boy to give him such a big bowl.
but.
The bigger the bowl, the longer it takes to eat, right...
However, at this moment.
There was a sudden sound at the door.
Qin Mo raised his eyebrows subconsciously...
"Brother Mo, if you keep talking like this, you will have no friends." Fu Jiu lowered her head and swipe the phone while talking: "Even if I don't remember, I can still search for tutorials. Cooking porridge is such a simple thing, right?"Qin Mo looked at the fairness that the young man showed when he lowered his head, probably because his skin was so good that it made people feel like a high-quality jade, and it was still shining.Qin Mo stretched out his hand suddenly, and pinched the back of Fu Jiu's neck.Fu Jiu looked sideways: "What?""Don't show your back to others casually in the future." Qin Mo's voice was very flat,Fu Jiu chuckled, "Don't worry, it won't happen during a fight. Isn't this cooking porridge?"Qin Mo frowned, is this guy really gay? If it is true, why can't I hear his reminder?Still, it's too tender.Qin Mo smiled and stood behind Fu Jiu.After searching for the tutorial, the boy moved very neatly, but the sound was a bit loud.In the end, the master still couldn't see it anymore, and in that position, he held Fu Jiu's wrist holding the spoon, showing dignity and abstinence: "The most important thing in cooking porridge is patience, how can anyone come here indiscriminately like you? ""That's my style, Brother Mo, you don't understand." Fu Jiu is very good at talking about crooked ways.Qin Mo pursed his thin lips, clasped his wrist with porcelain jade in his palm, and did not speak.In the semi-open kitchen, two people stood one after the other, holding the same spoon in their hands.due to height difference.The young man seemed to be hugged by a man from behind.Fu Jiu was feeling that this posture seemed too intimate.But the master let go of her hand one step earlier, his eyes were deep: "It's ok, let it cook for twenty minutes."After speaking, Qin Mo freed his left hand and pressed his stomach.Fu Jiu stretched out her hand directly, and put the hand of the Great God on her shoulder. In this way, the distance between the two of them became closer.When Qin Mo lowered his head, the corners of his mouth raised upwards.It seems that managing the younger brother requires both hard and soft tactics.Fu Jiu is indeed soft but not hard, with a handsome face, doing housework such as cooking porridge, like a very stylish vampire bat, Feifei here, Feifei there.In the end, he happily served a big bowl of vegetable porridge to the Great God.In fact, Fu Jiu also noticed that the master didn't eat anything at the dinner just now.Qin Mo sat on the wooden chair, looked at the bowl of "Big Mac" on the dining table, thought of the usual teenager's appetite, and wanted to laugh again.Fu Jiu didn't understand what the great god was laughing at?Could it be that her presentation is too ugly?But what do you want for a bowl of porridge?Thinking of this, Fu Jiu looked down at her phone again, planning to wait for the master to finish the bowl of porridge, and then she would pack up and leave.However, I don't know if it's because the master eats too elegantly or something.That bowl of porridge showed no sign of diminishing.The great master really eats very slowly.In Fu Jiu's words, it's time to go directly to shoot posters.In fact, Qin Mo wasn't very hungry at first, but he was surprised that the porridge tasted good, so he couldn't help but ate two more mouthfuls.After eating a bowl of porridge, it should take a lot of time.He didn't expect the boy to give him such a big bowl.but.The bigger the bowl, the longer it takes to eat, right...However, at this moment.There was a sudden sound at the door.Qin Mo raised his eyebrows subconsciously...
