Host, You're Targeted

When they returned to Zhou Qifeng's home, aunt Feng had already left.

When Zhou Qifeng changed his shoes at the door and took out a pair of slippers for Su Lin, he asked, "did you have dinner?"

"Yes." Su Lin said.

In fact, Su Lin didn't eat it.

He ate breakfast late, lunch naturally late, dinner can also save.

"What are you eating?" Zhou Qifeng asked again.

Su Lin in the heart of a "ask so clear what to do", the mouth casually made up a few words, "on the roadside that kind of convenient fast food."

Zhou Qifeng nodded, as if believing.

He walked all the way to the kitchen counter, passed the living room sofa, put his suit on the sofa, and pulled up the sleeves of his long sleeve shirt.

When he walked forward, Su Lin followed him slowly. He didn't know whether he had dinner or not. He thought whether he should talk to him first, and then leave himself to let him eat slowly.

But Su Lin hesitated and didn't know what to say in the first sentence.

"Come here." Zhou Qifeng suddenly opens his mouth.

Su Lin's first reaction was to ask him, "Mr. Zhou, do you call me?"

Zhou Qifeng didn't look back and washed his hands in front of the sink with his back. "Do you think there's a third person here?"

Su Lin felt his nose. Well, it didn't.

He straightened his back and went to Zhou Qifeng. When Zhou Qifeng finished washing his hands and pulled a paper towel to wipe his hands, he put the bag in his hands on the table.

Zhou Qifeng takes a glance at the bag, and the significance of exploration is self-evident.

Su Lin took the initiative to explain: "I put on your clothes before going out in the morning. After returning to the dormitory, I changed them. If you feel dirty, I will wash them for you."

Said, Su Lin turned his head in the first floor to find a place to wash clothes, "you eat first, I help you wash clothes first."

Looking at Su Lin's serious appearance, it seems that he really wants to wash his clothes. Zhou Qifeng can't help frowning.

"No more." Zhou Qifeng took Su Lin's wrist and pulled him to his side. "You don't need to wash it. You sit here first. I have something to tell you."

Su Lin quietly pulled his hand out of his hand and took a silent step back.

"Why don't you have dinner first, Mr. Zhou? You haven't had dinner yet, haven't you? What do you want to eat? Can I help you with it? "

Originally, Su Lin just inadvertently asked, but Zhou Qifeng seemed unable to recognize that it was a polite remark. He nodded to him and actually asked him to cook dinner for himself.

"OK, you make it for me. There is rice flour in the refrigerator. You can cook a bowl of flour for me."

Su Lin: All right

He bypassed Zhou Qifeng and opened the refrigerator. He found rice noodles, chopped meat wrapped in a bowl of plastic wrap, and some vegetables and eggs.

He looked in the seasoning box for a while and found that there were all kinds of seasonings. He didn't know what Zhou Qifeng's taste was.

"Mr. Zhou, do you have any taboos?"

"No

"Oh, yes."

Since there is no taboo, he will do it at will!

At the moment, Su Lin is like a child who runs to the next door neighbor's house to play cooking games. Even if he is not familiar with everything here, it does not affect his enthusiasm and passion for cooking.

Alas, Zhou Qifeng had a lucky bite to eat his own cooking.

Su Lin smacks her tongue silently while waiting for the water in the pot to boil. Zhou Qifeng is really lucky.

Speaking of it, Zhou Qifeng was the first person to eat his cooking!

The last person who wanted to try his cooking was Su Yue. However, Su Yue just took a look and gave up the idea of trying.

Zhou Qifeng is really lucky!