Wife-loving addiction: Luo Shao, good morning

Chapter 165 Uncle, You Are Really Difficult To Wait For 6
"No, no, no." Di Qian shook his head, knowing that he would be so wicked.

Luo Shu just mixed the pasta into the seasoning, then took out the knives and forks, and came out.

Di Qian wanted to say something.

He looked at Luo Shu with some fear, but he still said aggrievedly, "Brother Luo, I'm used to using chopsticks."

Luo Shu thought she was going to add tomato sauce and was going to ignore her, but when he heard that chopsticks were needed, he changed the knife and fork in his hand and replaced them with Chinese chopsticks.

Then take two plates with spaghetti in them, and put them on the table.

"Come and eat." Indifferent tone.

Di Qian ran to the restaurant table, pulled out the chair, and ate the pasta in front of her.

After stirring for a long time, the tomato sauce on the top was stirred evenly, but Luo Shu's face was darkened.

So he gave Luo Shu a sweet kiss as if to please him.

And Luo Shu's face gradually warmed up, and there was a lot of complacency in his eyes!

The kid Diqian got excited again, so he sat silently eating his pasta.

I didn't eat in the afternoon, and I didn't eat at noon. I just had an unpleasant breakfast in the morning.

So Di Qian was a little hungry, and then ate voraciously.

"Eat slowly, and no one will grab you." Luo Shu put these words in Di Qian's ear again and again.

So much so that she was born in China, and she grew up in China. Is this a reminder that there is still something left in the pot?
She really ate this portion, but she was still very hungry and wanted to eat because Luo Shu didn't give her much.

The little greedy cat stared at Luo Shu with bright eyes, "Is there any more?"

Only then did Luo Shu realize that what he just said had misled Di Qian.

I mumbled, "Don't eat too much at night." I didn't know if there was any more.

I just warned Di Qian not to eat too much at night, because it is not good for digestion.

It will increase the burden on the stomach, but Di Qian has been thinking about it, hasn't it?

There is no pasta yet, but Luo Shu neither said yes nor said no.

Di Qian's heart was like a kitten scratching an itch, feeling uncomfortable in his heart, and his stomach was even more uncomfortable.

Because of being hungry.

"Then is there any more?" Di Qian asked deeply.

If there are any, immediately destroy the ones on your own plate, and go to the pot to fill the rest.

But Luo Shu started playing hide-and-seek with Di Qian again, "Do you still want to eat?"

"En!" Di Qian nodded, and ate the last noodle on his plate!
If you are going to hear Luo Shu say there are more, you will rush to grab them immediately!
Luo Shu ate his pasta gracefully, feeling that he did a good job, and his craftsmanship was getting better and better, looking at the light in Di Qian's eyes.

He couldn't eat what he wanted, but he threw out the words that Di Qian didn't want to hear the most, "No more."

Luo Shu didn't cook much so that Di Qian could sleep tonight. Di Qian was dumbfounded when he heard this, but he didn't have anything to eat, so it was fine.

Although she was a little hungry, she was not as thoroughly hungry as before.

He slumped on the chair, feeling that there was nothing left to love.

Luo Shu threw down the knife and fork, then supported Di Qian's chair, and helped Di Qian up to finish.

Helpless tone, "Be careful of falling."

And Di Qian glanced at Luo Shu, stretched out his arms, "You have to make it up to me."

"Compensation for what?" Luo Shu hugged Di Qian into his arms.

"Carry me upstairs, brush my teeth and wash my face!" Di Qian felt that he wanted to let out the anger that he didn't have enough tonight!On the other hand, Luo Shu looked in good spirits, "I'll help you take a bath too?"

"Ahhh! Pervert!"

(End of this chapter)