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Chapter 545 This senior is not too cold 10
Let wine "..."?
Shaking his head.

"If you're not feeling well, it's better not to eat spicy food." Jiang Chi said with a serious face, as if he was an old lady.

"I'm just used to hot pot with hot water." Rong Jiu said to Jiang Chi, and then, ignoring Jiang Chi, started to boil the hot pot
Jiang Chi "..."

He lowered his head and took a look. Fortunately, he was not embarrassed enough to dig out a room and a living room.

His ears were reddish, and he stopped talking, holding his chopsticks and throwing vegetables into the pot.

While the dishes in the pot were not yet hot, Rongjiu raised his chin and looked at Jiangchi, "After this meal, will you feel like you have reached the pinnacle of your life?"

Jiang Chi "..." It's just a meal, not enough.

"It seems, I feel a little bit." Jiang Chi fooled the little girl seriously.

When Rong Jiu heard this, his eyes lit up, "Really?"

Jiang Chi nodded cheekily and hummed.

"Then you can treat me to a few more meals in the future." Rong Jiu raised his chin, looked at Jiang Chi with bright eyes, and there was a hint of cunning in his eyes.

Jiang Chi was stunned when he heard this?

Also, such a good thing?
"Okay." Jiang Chi said to Rong Jiu with slightly curved lips.

When Rong Jiu heard this, he directly smiled and frowned.

Demo, lie to the little fairy, and watch how the little fairy kills you.

The two people who thought they had tricked each other laughed heartily.

After the dishes were all cooked, Rong Jiu started to concentrate on cooking the rice, one mouthful of hot pot and one mouthful of hot water.

There were tears rolling in his eyes, but Rong Jiu still ate hard.

Jiang Chi looked at Rongjiu like this, and asked, "Can I have a glass of hot water?"

Rong Jiu nodded without looking up.

Jiang Chi poured himself a cup with the kettle, and then took a mouthful of hot pot and hot water.

Jiang Chi "..."! ! !hiss.

This is also... too exciting.

It feels like my tongue is not my own.

So spicy that you lose consciousness, can you believe it?
In the eye sockets, physiological saline quickly gathered.

He took the tissue paper next to him, wiped his tears silently, and sucked his nose along the way.

Quickly wiped away the normal saline solution from his eyes, threw the paper aside, and stopped eating, but raised his chin and looked at the little girl opposite to eat.

The little girl buried her head in eating, and then picked up a shrimp.

He stared at the shrimp for a while, then silently put the shrimp into the Jiangchi bowl, "It must be the shrimp you took."

Jiang Chi "..." I didn't take it.

The little girl ate silently, looking up at the shrimp in his bowl from time to time.

Jiang Chi seemed to understand, took a plastic glove from the side, and began to peel the shrimp without complaint.

But he was a little puzzled in his heart, it was strange, why did he seem to understand every movement and look of the little girl?
Peel the shrimp and put them in a wine bowl.

"Don't you like shrimp?" Rong Jiu looked up at Jiang Chi and asked.

"I don't like it." Jiang Chi replied with a smile.

"Then... I'll try my best to help you solve it." Rong Jiu said, nodded, and then opened his mouth with the shrimp in his mouth and bit it.

When Jiang Chi heard her reluctance, the corners of his mouth twitched, and then, holding his chopsticks, he looked for shrimp in the pot.

After finding a few at a time, I started to peel the shrimps. After peeling, I put them into the wine bowl.

When he realized what he was doing, Jiang Chi froze for a moment, he is... what's wrong?
Obviously it was the first time to eat with the little girl, but it seemed that he had done this kind of thing countless times, and he was familiar with it to the bone.

Could it be because you have practiced in your dream for too long and you are familiar with it?
"Senior, you've been peeling shrimp, don't you want to eat it?" Rong Jiu's voice sounded.

Jiang Chi returned to his senses, and continued with the movements of his hands, "I eat less." Then he continued to peel the shrimp gracefully.

(End of this chapter)